"Count your blessings."
Xie Xie curled his lip.
"Who knows how many classes in the Senior Division are fighting to have Teacher Wu teach them? And you're complaining that he's heartless?"
Zhang Yangzi muttered, "That's because they've never been frozen."
"Keep up."
Tang Wulin said only those two words.
Wu Changkong, walking at the front, had already rounded the corridor, the hem of his white clothes disappearing behind the wall. None of them dared delay any longer, and they hurried after him.
Wu Changkong did not take them to the Playground where they usually trained their stamina, nor to the Spirit Pagoda.
Instead, he took them to the Academy's Trial Hall.
The Trial Hall stood behind the teaching area. The entire building was semicircular, its exterior walls constructed from thick alloy and special stone. It was dedicated to students practicing soul skills and engaging in actual combat, and every training ground inside was fitted with a Soul Guidance Protective Device.
As long as the impacts, flames, and frost produced by soul skills did not exceed the protective barrier's capacity, they would not affect the outside world.
"Have we been demoted?"
Trailing at the back, Zhang Yangzi quietly asked Wang Jinxi.
The Trial Hall was the place ordinary classes used most often.
Ever since they had joined Class Zero, almost all their truly important combat training had taken place in the Spirit Ascension Platform. There, they had real forest terrain, unpredictable soul beasts, and pain that brought them close to death.
By comparison, the Trial Hall seemed far too safe.
Wang Jinxi glanced at him.
"You're really talkative today."
"I'm just expressing a reasonable concern."
"Then speak a little louder and ask Teacher Wu directly."
Zhang Yangzi immediately shut his mouth.
Wu Changkong exchanged a few words with the teacher in