Douluo Dragon King: My strategy system is not right

Chapter 4: The last match of the promotion match

Donghai City is adjacent to the sea, so it is common for it to be hit by typhoons, an uninvited guest. But this time, the typhoon came suddenly.

Shops along the streets rolled down their shutters and were forced to suspend operations. The once bustling commercial atmosphere vanished in an instant, leaving only the closed doors trembling slightly in the strong wind. The transportation system collapsed completely in a short period of time, becoming paralyzed.

Even the major soul master academies were forced to suspend normal teaching activities and take vacation.

All departments of the General Administration Office quickly entered a state of emergency, and all staff members came out in full force and were extremely busy.

The typhoon lasted for a whole week. At its strongest, it could even uproot large trees, and many buildings were damaged.

Fortunately, after thousands of years of development, the unified Douluo Continent has seen rapid technological advancement. Even this sudden super typhoon did not cause significant damage to Donghai City.

Excellent soul guide technology is already very mature. Even if there are losses, it is enough to deal with natural disasters of this level.

After the typhoon, the air in Donghai City seems particularly fresh, with a touch of water vapor, the sun shines on the earth, and occasionally you can even see the light of a rainbow in the sky. The sky is cloudless.

Lin Ci stayed in the dormitory for a whole week. If Wu Changkong hadn't prepared food for him in advance, he would probably have starved to death.

He had spent most of this week cultivating. The simulation system hadn't fully recovered since its last disconnection, and it would likely take some time for it to recover. Therefore, he had been focusing all his time on cultivation, and now he was seeing some success.

"What's wrong with this guy? He still hasn't returned the call. It seems his communicator is running out of power and can't get through."

As soon as Lin Ci entered the classroom, he heard Xie Xie's worried voice.

Looking up, I saw Xie Xie fiddling with the soul guide communication, and Gu Yue standing next to him was also frowning.

Tang Wulin has lost contact.

It is normal that we cannot get in touch during a typhoon, but classes have resumed today, but communication is still not possible.

The start of classes also meant that the promotion games would resume after school today. They would face their arch-rival, Class 1, Grade 1, known as the toughest freshman class in history.

Therefore, Tang Wulin's absence at this time is a big problem.

Lin Ci didn't go. They had previously told Wu Zhangkong that Class 5 had only signed up three people for the competition, so he wouldn't be involved. So, naturally, he wouldn't get involved.

The morning passed quickly, and classes ended, but Tang Wulin still hadn't returned. With the afternoon match approaching, the opponent might not be able to catch up.

In the afternoon, Xie Xie found Lin Ci.

"Lin Ci, come join us for this afternoon's match. We can't help it, we can't get in touch with Wu Lin."

Xie Xie looked anxious, but he was helpless.

“Uh…” Lin Ci was stunned, his face showing a little hesitation.

"I'll treat you to a week's worth of meals." Xie Xie gritted his teeth.

"Okay." Lin Ci smiled, without any hesitation from before.

Xie Xie: "..."

He had reason to suspect that Lin Ci was deliberately waiting for him to say this.

The afternoon classes flew by. Perhaps because the typhoon had kept the junior students depressed for so long this week, a large number of students, even teachers, gathered on the playground as soon as school was over. They were all waiting to watch the final first-grade promotion match. "Did you hear? This year's promotion match is so bizarre! A bottom-ranked class like Class 5 has actually made a great run, winning three games in a row. Who knows, maybe this dark horse will make it all the way."

"Stop dreaming. Do you know how terrifying this year's freshman class is? They're known as the strongest freshman class in the history of East Sea College. This isn't just a casual remark. The three students competing in their class are all at the level of second-ring Great Spirit Masters. More importantly, their martial spirits are extremely powerful. The three participating students from Class Five of Year One are only at the first ring level. There's a qualitative difference between them, a difference in spirit skill and spirit power. They have no chance at all. I'd like to see how far this year's freshman class can go in the upcoming promotion tournament. I heard that every class in Year Two is feeling the pressure. Hehe."

The students were talking among themselves, and the teachers who had come to the periphery of the competition venue also gathered together.

The head teacher, Kong Hanwen, kept looking around the crowd with a sneer on his face.

"Teacher Kong, what are you looking at?" Ye Yingrong, the head teacher of Class 3, Grade 1, asked in confusion.

Kong Hanwen said, "I'm looking for that guy Wu Zhangkong. Isn't he very arrogant? I want to see how his students can defeat Class One today."

Kong Hanwen was holding his breath in his heart. You know, after the class he led was defeated by Tang Wulin and his four companions, it meant that it would become the bottom class in the first grade!

This is undoubtedly a huge shame and will be a huge stain on his evaluation in the college.

Ye Yingrong sighed softly and said, "Yes! This year's Class One is really too strong. I think it will be difficult for the second-year classes to compete with them. Class One of the second grade only has two students who have just broken through to the second ring. I predict that they will definitely be able to fight to the third grade in the future promotion competition."

Kong Hanwen sneered without saying anything. The purpose of his coming today was to see what the expression of this so-called cold and arrogant male god would be like after Wu Changkong's students lost.

"Here it comes." Ye Yingrong exclaimed.

Kong Hanwen looked in the direction she was looking, and sure enough, surrounded by the students from Class 5, Grade 1, Wu Changkong was walking in front, heading towards the competition stage.

Following behind him were Lin Ci, Gu Yue and Xie Xie.

Their arrival caused quite a stir, especially among the students who had watched Class 5's competition.

"That's not right. Why isn't there the Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master? I remember his name was Tang Wulin."

"I thought Team 5 signed up three people this time because they were planning to not let that light user play."

Some of the students in Class Five were even filled with indignation.

"Where's Tang Wulin? Why is Lin Ci here again?"

Some of the more rational ones said, "It seems that Tang Wulin didn't come to the academy today. I didn't even see him in class."

"Now that you mention it, it seems like you really didn't see him coming."

"But the problem is how do we fight them? There are three great soul masters on the opposite side, and we have three first-level soul masters, and one of them is a burden."

Without a doubt, the students in Class 5 all thought that Lin Ci had been eliminated this time. However, Tang Wulin was not there, so he still had to play in the end.

When they reached the sidelines, Gu Yue took a step forward, came to Lin Ci's side, and whispered, "Don't be too stressed, Xie Xie and I are here."

Lin Ci looked at her with some surprise, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't hold you back."

Gu Yue frowned slightly: "That's not what I meant..."

　Tickets, love, love...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)