Chapter 74

Mr. Kong Hanwen, the homeroom teacher of Class 4, Grade 1, was almost fuming with anger, his nose nearly twisted by the arrogance of this guy.

"Sure, you are strong, but what can you do with the trash class you teach? How strong can they be?"

"Seems like Teacher Wu is quite confident! Then we'll see on the battlefield," Kong Hanwen said sarcastically and walked straight toward his class.

Wu Changkong's lips moved slightly, and Tang Wulin, standing beside him, vaguely made out that Teacher Wu seemed to have said something not very nice...

At this moment, the vice-principal Long Hengxu walked onto the competition stage.

"The promotion match begins today. Class 5, Grade 1, will challenge Class 4, Grade 1. Teacher Wu Changkong, has your class decided how many students will participate?"

Promotion matches for lower grades generally don't attract much attention. As the referee, Long Hengxu's only interest was in how Wu Changkong had trained his students in three months, especially since he had specifically admitted a mistake and requested a student.

Wu Changkong nodded, "Our class will have three participants."

Long Hengxu turned to Kong Hanwen, the homeroom teacher of Class 4, "Class 5 has three participants. Teacher Kong, you have five minutes to assign the participants."

Kong Hanwen, who had been smiling at Wu Changkong, now sneered, "Against Class 5, anyone from our Class 4 can do. Jialong, Lin Zunyuan, Mos, you three go. Remember, you represent the honor of our Class 4. Show the spirit of Class 4."

Wu Changkong simply waved his hand, and Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue walked onto the competition stage.

Long Hengxu gave a curious glance at Wu Changkong's side. Generally, Class 5, due to their overall weaker strength, would try to send as few people as possible when challenging, usually selecting the two best students. But Wu Changkong sent three people. Could it be that the overall strength of Class 5 had been significantly improved by him?

Among the three students from Class 4, Grade 1, Jialong was the leader. Jialong was not tall, short and stocky, but looked very solid.

Lin Zunyuan was a thin boy, and Mos had an average build and a look of eagerness.

Tang Wulin stood slightly forward in the center of his team, yes, it was him. Standing in this position meant he was the main leader.

"Prepare!" The distance between the two sides was fifty meters, and Long Hengxu raised his right hand.

"The first match of the new school year's promotion, Class 4, Grade 1, versus Class 5, Grade 1, begins!"

With Long Hengxu's loud command, the three students from Class 4 almost simultaneously released their soul rings.

Three white soul rings rose from their feet. Jialong, standing at the front, took a big step forward, his body slightly expanding, and he let out a low growl. His originally brown eyes turned yellow, and his arms became noticeably thicker. He took large strides forward.

Lin Zunyuan muttered something, and a slender staff appeared in his hand. The light from the soul ring at his feet flashed, and a red light shot from the top of the staff, landing on Jialong.

A hint of blood red appeared in Jialong's yellow eyes, and his body expanded further, exuding a menacing aura as he charged toward Tang Wulin.

On the other side, Mos's figure flashed, hiding behind Jialong.

Their swift and默契 actions clearly showed they were well-trained, not just randomly selected as their homeroom teacher Kong Hanwen had said.

Jialong was a strong-attack-type soul master, his soul beast likely a wolf. Mos was a quick-attack-type soul master, and his soul beast was not yet visible. Lin Zunyuan was a support-type soul master, and his first soul skill was an enhancement type.

One strong-attack, one quick-attack, and one enhancement, this combination of soul masters was very well-balanced.

On the other side, Tang Wulin and his two teammates did not immediately release their soul rings but charged toward the opponents. Xie Xie almost instantly reached the front of Jialong but did not attack him. Instead, he sidestepped and went straight for Lin Zunyuan behind.

"Mos!" Jialong shouted. Mos, hiding behind him, immediately chased after Xie Xie.

Once a quick-attack-type soul master got close to a support-type soul master, the latter would be eliminated in an instant.

As for the other two, Jialong was confident he could handle them.

Unfortunately, his confidence did not last long.

Although Jialong's body had expanded significantly under the influence of his soul beast, he was still much shorter than Tang Wulin. As they got closer, Jialong was puzzled; why wasn't this guy even releasing his soul beast?

At that moment, he saw Tang Wulin's fist.

Tang Wulin's fist was simple and unadorned, without any soul skill or soul power fluctuation.

As a strong-attack-type soul master, Jialong was confident in his strength. He reached out with his right hand, trying to grab Tang Wulin's fist.

Behind Tang Wulin, a figure lightly flashed by, and Jialong felt his feet slip, almost falling. His claw missed its target, and Tang Wulin's fist struck directly at his chest.

Zhou Changxi, watching from the audience, closed his eyes. Seeing Jialong take that punch reminded him of the first time he met Tang Wulin, when he was punched out of a window.

"Bang!" Jialong's body was directly slammed seven or eight meters away by Tang Wulin's punch.

A blue vine finally appeared at this moment but disappeared in the next instant.

Because the battle on the other side had already ended.

After Xie Xie bypassed Jialong, his steps instantly accelerated. Although Mos was also a quick-attack-type soul master, his speed was clearly not on the same level as Xie Xie.

When Xie Xie's light dragon dagger tapped Lin Zunyuan's head, Lin Zunyuan was immediately ruled out by Long Hengxu.

Then Xie Xie flipped and was in front of Mos.

Mos's soul beast was a short sword, somewhat similar to Xie Xie's light dragon dagger, and his soul power was only at level 13. This was a no-contest battle.

Their weapons collided only once, and Xie Xie had already circled behind Mos, placing the light dragon dagger at his neck.

It was only at this moment that the three participants from Class 5, Grade 1, released their soul beasts.

White, yellow, yellow!

One ten-year soul ring, two, hundred-year soul rings!

Kong Hanwen stared blankly at the scene. The match had started and ended in ten seconds, or maybe less?

He really wanted to ask Long Hengxu on the stage if he was really facing Class 5, Grade 1, and not Class 1, Grade 1.

Xie Xie pouted, looking unsatisfied, and returned to Tang Wulin's side, high-fiving him in celebration.

Only then did the cheers from Class 5, Grade 1, erupt. Oh, no, they were now Class 4, Grade 1.

"Class 5, Grade 1, wins. Before the promotion match ends, you are still Class 5. After the promotion match, you will be re-ranked. Tomorrow, you will continue to challenge Class 3, Grade 1."

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