Chapter 58

On the first day of the new year, a new beginning, Xiaotang has also entered the third cycle of his life! This year, we must work hard. A new year, a new look, wishing our Tang Clan to reach new heights, for thousands of years! Today is the third update! Let's start off well! Wishing everyone a happy new year!

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Tang Wulin sighed lightly, "Does your face still hurt?"

Xie Xie's pride instantly froze, his fists clenching tightly.

Tang Wulin patted his shoulder, "I have something to do tonight, let's do it tomorrow night. I'll spar with you."

After these few bouts with Xie Xie, he no longer shied away from fighting. His practical combat skills had improved significantly. The pressure Xie Xie brought him was invaluable.

The morning class ended early. Tang Wulin didn't return to the dormitory but ran over to the senior department to wait.

The bell rang, and soon he saw Liu Yuxin and several female classmates walk out.

"Senior Yuxin," Tang Wulin waved at her.

Liu Yuxin saw him at a glance and hurried over with the other students.

"Wow, Yuxin, you like young boys? This little brother is quite handsome, he'll definitely be a big hunk when he grows up," a senior female student with almond eyes said to Liu Yuxin with a flirtatious smile.

Liu Yuxin said irritably, "Don't talk nonsense. This is Tang Wulin, a junior from the intermediate department. Wulin, is there something you need?"

Tang Wulin handed over the soul-guiding camera he had been holding.

"Senior, I took some photos for you, but it's not good to keep doing this. Here, I'll return it to you."

Liu Yuxin's face turned red, and she glared at him, "Alright, alright. Thank you. Let me treat you to a meal, Senior."

Tang Wulin quickly shook his head, "No need, I'll eat at the intermediate department." He was quite self-aware. If she treated him to a meal, it wouldn't be the free third-class meal, but at least a second-class meal or better. With his appetite, he was afraid he would eat Liu Yuxin into poverty, which would be embarrassing.

Looking at Tang Wulin's retreating back, the female student with almond eyes asked curiously, "Yuxin, what did you have him take photos of?"

Liu Yuxin said mysteriously, "Wulin is a student in Teacher Wu Changkong's class."

"Wow, wow, wow! The cold and handsome guy! Let's take a look!"

Opening the camera, the small screen immediately showed Wu Changkong's figure. The photos were taken in rapid succession, capturing Wu Changkong unfastening his belt and then pulling it out.

The girls' eyes widened, their faces flushed, and they were almost drooling.

"One first-class meal, Yuxin, sell me the photos. Exclusive! I won't let anyone else see my prince charming unfastening his belt!"

"Two meals! Same reason!"

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Tang Wulin had no idea that the photos he took had sparked intense competition among several senior students. After lunch, he continued with the afternoon classes.

Wu Changkong's meditation technique was indeed much more complex than what he learned in the primary academy, but the effects were also much more noticeable. It was said to be a simplified version of a super meditation technique from the legendary Shrek Academy on the continent.

Under Wu Changkong's stern gaze, the students learned quickly. By the end of the afternoon, everyone had basically mastered the basic circulation method.

After school, Tang Wulin was the first to rush into the cafeteria for dinner, then ran out like the wind.

Today, he had important things to do: go to the Forging Association to collect his forging badge and take on some forging tasks.

Saving money was crucial for him. A soul spirit worth a million, if he could afford it in the future, he also wanted to buy first-class meals.

After eating a first-class meal this morning, he could even feel the changes in his body. If he could eat it every day, how wonderful it would be.

Excitedly walking towards the academy gate, he was just a short distance away when a black soul-guiding car suddenly sped by outside the gate, scaring Tang Wulin and making him stop in his tracks.

"Move!" a clear voice sounded from behind.

Tang Wulin turned to see a girl with long golden hair glaring at him.

Subconsciously stepping aside, the girl passed by him. At this moment, the driver of the black car had already come down to open the door for her.

The girl got into the car. The driver carefully closed the door, then got back in and drove away in a cloud of dust.

Another rich kid!

To say he wasn't envious at all would be a lie. But Tang Wulin wasn't jealous. Rich people were once poor and worked hard to become rich. If they could do it, he could too with effort.

With a smile, he strode towards the Forging Association.

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Muxi's mood had been particularly bad these past two days. Originally, the day before yesterday should have been her moment of glory, but it was ruined by an unexpected change.

When she successfully completed the rare metal hundred-refinement purification and passed all the exams to become a second-level forger, she learned that just before her exam, a nine-year-old boy had already completed the second-level exam.

Nine years old? How could that be possible?

It was simply unbelievable.

From a very young age, her favorite thing was watching her father forge. Her father told her that girls were not suitable for forging, that swinging a hammer was a man's job.

But the stubborn Muxi insisted on her love. She started swinging a specially made small hammer at the age of five. At first, her father thought she was just playing, but she persisted for two years, imitating her father's actions every day. This finally moved her father, Muchen, the president of the Forging Association in Donghai City, who began to teach her forging formally.

Muxi inherited her father's soul beast, making her very suitable for forging. With her hard work, Muchen had to find some special herbs to help his daughter maintain her figure, ensuring she developed enough strength without becoming a muscular woman.

Muxi's love for forging was genuine! At the age of eleven, she officially became a first-level forger, progressing rapidly under her father's guidance. She finally attempted the second-level forger exam shortly after her thirteenth birthday and passed on her first try.

Muxi remembered clearly that her father said she had surpassed him at the same age, absolutely a prodigy in the forging world.

But why did a nine-year-old kid become a second-level forger like her? And he was even highly recommended by the evaluators. Although the evaluators didn't say it, the look in their eyes clearly showed that they thought he was stronger than her!

She heard he was coming to collect his badge today. She had to see what kind of extraordinary person he was!