This did not even count as a crushing victory.
There had been no "crushing" involved at all.
It had been far too quick, from beginning to end. Tang Wulin and Gu Yue had barely brought their martial souls into play before their opponents were finished. Tang Wulin, in particular, possessed a sheer, head-on strength that many Soul Masters his age simply could not withstand at this stage. Wu Changkong had said long ago that, at their age, strength alone was an extremely effective weapon. Today's match had merely proved his words once again.
Wu Changkong did not even bother to spare the distant Kong Hanwen another glance. He merely lifted his chin slightly and tossed out two cold words.
"Class dismissed."
With that, he turned and left.
Standing beside Tang Wulin, Xie Xie stretched luxuriously, his face full of feeling.
"I suddenly feel like the Class Advancement Tournament is pure bliss."
Tang Wulin glanced at him. "Because we don't have special training?"
"Obviously." Xie Xie looked as though it went without saying. "To keep us in top form during the tournament, we don't have extra training at night. I could use a few more days like this."
Tang Wulin could not help smiling.
Just then, Long Hengxu stepped down from the competition platform as well. His gaze lingered on the three of them, a distinctly more appraising look on his face.
He had personally arranged for Xie Xie to enter Class Five.
That fight in the dormitory had provided a convenient opportunity. With Xie Xie's talent, placing him in Class One would have been perfectly natural, but the Xie Family had other ideas—they hoped the boy's path would not be too smooth, and preferably that his temperament would be tempered a little. On top of that, Wu Changkong had just