Chapter 73: Promotion Tournament First Match!
surge of patience erupted within him. Tang Wulin, however, remained relentless. With powerful blows, he hammered away at the silver, causing it to warp and sparks to fly.Every time his arms began to...First grade class four's head teacher, Kong Hanwen, was almost driven to distraction by him. This fellow was truly beyond arrogant.
Okay, you're pretty strong, but what difference does it make with that lousy class you teach How much stronger can you possibly get
"It seems Master Wu is very confident! Then let's meet on the competition stage." With a yin-yang odd tone, Kong Hanwen threw this sentence and walked towards his own classroom.
Wu Changkong's lips buzzed slightly, and Tang Wulin, who was standing beside him, vaguely discerned that Master Wu seemed to have uttered a rather unpleasant word...
At this time, the head teacher Long Hengxu walked onto the stage.
"The inter-class competition has begun. Class 5 from Year One challenges Class 4 from Year One. Teacher Wu Changkong, have you confirmed the number of participants from your class"
Lower-grade promotion matches generally aren't very popular. As the referee, Long Hengxu was only interested in seeing how Wu Changkong had trained his disciples in three months, especially since he had personally admitted his mistakes and asked for guidance last time.
The dance captain nodded, "Three of us from our class will be competing."
Long Hengxu turned to Teacher Kong Hanwen, the head teacher of Class Four, "Three students from Class Five are participating. Teacher Kong, you have five minutes to allocate the competing students."
Kōn Hànwén immediately changed his previous smiling and amiable demeanor in front of Wǔ Chángkōng. He said dismissively, "Against Class Five, any of us from Class Four can do the job. Gāluòng, Lín Zūnyuán, Mòsī, you three get up there. Remember, you represent the glory of our Class Four, and you need to show the spirit of Class Four!"
With a simple wave of his hand, Wu Changkong gestured towards the competition stage. Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue walked onto it promptly.
Long Hengxu gave Wuchangkong a strange look. Generally, Class Five would send the fewest people possible when challenging upwards, selecting only the two most outstanding individuals to compete. But Wuchangkong had sent three people onto the stage. Could it be that the overall strength of Class Five had improved significantly under his training
Of the three students in Class Four, Grade One, Galon led the way. Galon was short and stocky, but looked very sturdy.
Lin Zun Yuan was a thin boy, while Mo Si had an average build and looked eager to try.
Tang Wulin stood in the center of their three-person formation, right at the front. Yes, it was him. Standing in this position meant he was the main commander.
"Ready!" The two stood fifty meters apart, Long Hengxu raising his right hand.
"The first game of the new school year's grade promotion competition, Grade 1 Class 4 against Grade 1 Class 5, begins!"
With a shout from Long Hengxu, the three students of Class 4, Grade 1 almost simultaneously released their Soul Rings.
Three white soul rings rose from beneath their feet, and at the forefront, Garon took a menacing step forward. His body swelled slightly, emitting a low growl from his mouth. His once brown eyes turned yellow, and his arms noticeably bulked up. He charged forward with heavy strides.
Lin Zunyuan muttered something, a slender staff appeared in his hand, and a halo of light flickered beneath his feet. A red beam shot out from the top of the staff, striking Galon.
Galon's yellow eyes flashed with a crimson hue, his body swelling slightly more as he charged towards Tang Wulin with an overwhelming aura.
On the other side, Moss flashed and hid behind Galon.
Their swift and coordinated movements clearly indicated they were well-trained, a far cry from the haphazardly chosen individuals their homeroom teacher, Kong Hanwen, had selected before.
Jia Long is an aggressive soul master, his spirit should be a wolf type. Mo Si is a swift attack soul master, we can't see what his spirit is yet. As for Lin Zun Yuan, he is a support type soul master, his first soul skill is an amplification type.
A strong attack, a swift attack, and an increase type soul master combination works very well together.
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On the other hand, Tang Wulin and his two companions didn't immediately release their Soul Rings. Instead, they all charged towards the opponent simultaneously. Xie Xie practically vanished in a flash, appearing before Galon, the one at the front of the opposing team. However, he didn't attack Galon, instead sidestepping him and charging towards Lin Zunyuan behind him.
"Moss!" Galion shouted. Moss, who was hiding behind him, immediately chased after Bell.
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Once the Assassin gets close to the Support, the Support will be instantly killed.
As for the other two, Garlon was confident he could hold them off.
Unfortunately, his confidence didn't last long.
Although Gallon's figure had swollen considerably under the empowerment of his martial soul, he was still much shorter than Tang Wulin. The two were close at hand, and Gallon secretly wondered in his heart, how could this guy not even release his martial soul
At that moment, he saw Tang Wulin's fist.
Tang Wulin's punches were plain and unremarkable, lacking soul skills or even fluctuations in his soul power.
Gallon, being a strong-attack soul master, was also very confident in his own strength. He grabbed out with his right hand, trying to catch Tang Wulin's fist.
Behind Tang Wulin, a figure flitted past silently. Galon only felt his feet slip and nearly fell. The claws he had reached out with suddenly veered off course. Meanwhile, Tang Wulin's fist slammed directly into his chest.
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Zhou Changxi, watching from the sidelines, closed his eyes and watched Galon take that punch. It involuntarily reminded him of the first time he saw Tang Wulin, when he was blasted out of a window by one punch.
“Bang!” Galon’s body was directly smashed out seven or eight meters by Tang Wulin’s fist.
A blue vine finally arrived, but it vanished the next moment.
Because the fighting on the other side has also ended.
After Xie Xian bypassed Gallon, his pace instantly quickened. Although Mo Si was also a melee combat Soul Master, his speed was clearly not on the same level as him.
When Xie Xian's Guanglong Dagger struck Lin Zun's source, he was judged out of the competition by Long Hengxu.
Then Xie Xian turned over and came before Mo Si.
Mo's spirit was a short sword, similar to Xie Xie's Guanglong Dagger. However, his soul power was only level thirteen. This was a battle with no suspense.
Before either weapon could connect a second time, Xie Xihe had already circled around Mos and placed the Guanglong dagger directly against his neck.
And it wasn't until this moment, with all three contestants from Class 1-5 finally releasing their martial souls, that the competition truly began.
White, yellow, yellow!
One ten-year soul ring, two, one hundred! year! soul! rings!
Kong Hanwen stared blankly at the scene. The game was over from start to finish, ten seconds No, maybe even less than ten seconds
He really wanted to ask Long Hengxu on stage, was he really facing Class 5 of Year 1, or Class 1 of Year 1
Xie Xie curled his lips, a look of unfinished business on his face, returned to Tang Wulin's side and gave him a high five.
Not until this moment did the cheers erupt from Class One Five, oh no, now they are Class One Four.
"Grade one, Class Five wins. Before the promotion match ends, you are still Class Five. After the promotion match, the rankings will be reordered. Be aware that you will continue to challenge Grade One, Class Three."nished. 。Ye Xinglan brushed aside the dirt around him and was the first to jump up. 。Then others followed suit. 。"Woooooo!" A cry rang out, Xu Xiaoyan could no longer bear the sadness in her heart, t...