Consecutive victories

After Li Chushui retreated to the sidelines, the remaining students of Class Five looked at Tang Wulin differently than they had at the start of school.

The two fights in the dormitory yesterday could still have been dismissed as hotheaded private brawls, with coincidence and luck playing a part. But now he was fighting on the training field, right under Wu Changkong's eyes, winning one match after another. He had beaten Zhou Changxi, then Li Chushui. "Just a coincidence" could no longer explain that away.

Tang Wulin himself, in particular, had begun to feel something different.

Against Zhou Changxi, he had relied on strength to overwhelm him head-on.

Against Li Chushui, he had begun to understand that he needed to watch first, wait, and seize the instant his opponent truly exposed an opening.

The change was subtle, but he could feel it himself.

Wu Changkong gave them little time to think.

"Next pair."

More students stepped out onto the field.

The next few matches still could hardly be called exciting. Class Five's foundations were too weak, and few of them could truly bring out the characteristics of their martial souls. Some fell apart the moment they stepped onto the field. Others clearly had soul skills at their disposal but had no idea when to use them. Wu Changkong's comments grew colder with each match, until the students on the sidelines no longer even dared to whisper.

Xie Xie, however, remained as crisp and efficient as ever.

In the second round, his opponent was a power attack system Battle Soul Master whose martial soul was a short axe. In theory, a martial soul like that was far from weak at close range, but his opponent never truly managed to touch Xie Xie from beginning to end. The Light Dragon Dagger darted