Douluo Continent III Haotian Wulin

After witnessing Wu Changkong's attack, all the students in Class 5 became much quieter.

The ranks stood noticeably straighter, even their breathing seemed to be held back. No one dared to mistake this new homeroom teacher for a simply "cold" teacher anymore. It wasn't coldness, it was strength. Strength so great that a casual sword strike could completely overwhelm Xie Xie, an eighteenth-level agility-type battle spirit master.

Tang Wulin stood on the sidelines, his eyes still fixed on the scene from just now.

When Wu Changkong drew his sword, Xie Xie was already retreating and changing direction, but no matter how he moved, it seemed he was still trapped within that sword strike. It wasn't that Xie Xie wasn't fast enough, but rather that Wu Changkong's sword strike had never given him a real way out from the very beginning.

Teacher, you are really amazing.

For the first time, Tang Wulin felt a clear sense of respect. Thinking this, he quietly put the soul-guided camera he had been carrying back into his Silver Ring. He had already fulfilled his promise to Senior Sister Liu Yuxin once. As for the future, he didn't intend to do it again.

Xie Xie stood not far away, raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. His expression didn't seem like he had suffered a loss, but rather like he was thinking about something.

Wu Changkong's sword strike just now wasn't meant to hit him.

I'm teaching him.

Xie Xie sensed this thought very clearly.

The feeling of being trapped by the surging energy, of being slowly driven to his death, still sends chills down his spine. If he were to encounter such a situation again, how would he break free?

"One minute is up, get ready."

Wu Changkong's voice rang out, pulling everyone's thoughts back to reality.

Xie Xie raised his head and looked at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin was also looking at him.

This is their third time facing off.

The first two times, Xie Xie lost miserably, especially the second time. Even now, he still remembers the way Tang Wulin's right arm was covered in golden scales and he threw a backhand punch. He couldn't even explain the sudden burst of power.

This time, Xie Xie knew very well that he had to be careful.

"start."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Xie moved first.

The Light Dragon Dagger appeared in his palm, and a yellow spirit ring rose up with it. But this time, he didn't rush in directly like the previous two times. Instead, he circled around Tang Wulin from the side.

He didn't turn fast, but he was very steady.

It was always pressed at a distance that made Tang Wulin feel the most uncomfortable.

Tang Wulin, holding two hammers, stood still and did not give chase.

This time, he wasn't using the Sinking Star Hammer, but rather the pair of thousand-forged tungsten steel hammers that Mang Tian had asked him to bring from the East Sea. The familiar weight of the hammers immediately steadied him. But even with that steadiness, one fact remained unchanged—he couldn't keep up with Xie Xie's speed.

Therefore, he cannot act rashly.

A white spirit ring slowly lit up beneath his feet.

There was no grand, sweeping burst of soul skills, only a very faint sense of heaviness slowly spreading out from him. The area wasn't large, but it just covered the area within a few steps around him. That was the ability brought by his first soul ring—heaviness, not for smashing people, but for stabilizing himself and suppressing enemies at close range.

Xie Xie's eyes flickered.

coming.

This is what makes Tang Wulin so difficult to deal with right now. He's not simply standing there waiting; he's turned the small patch of ground beneath his feet into the most uncomfortable close-range area.

Xie Xie continued circling.

Tang Wulin also turned around little by little as he moved, always keeping his face facing him.

He knew perfectly well that Xie Xie and Li Chushui were completely different. Xie Xie possessed a hundred-year-old soul spirit and had far greater soul power. If this continued, he would most likely be the one who couldn't hold on any longer.

But he was still in no hurry.

Even in a corner of his heart, he still harbored a faint thought—if Xie Xie really hurt him, would that golden scale reappear?

Xie Xie finally made his move.

As he circled around for the third time, he flashed forward, his Light Dragon Dagger first slicing in from the right, then raising his hand to unleash a blade of light that slashed straight at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin did not dodge, but simply crossed his two hammers to take the blow head-on.

"puff."

The blade's edge collided with the hammer's force, but instead of exploding, it transformed into a faint golden ripple that dissipated in the air. Yet, Tang Wulin's breath tightened slightly.

Xie Xie saw it.

Although that attack didn't break through Tang Wulin's defense, he could see that Tang Wulin's soul power was decreasing.

Wu Changkong stood to the side, arms crossed, without saying a word.

He saw it too.

Xie Xie's strike was not intended to harm anyone; it was a test.

Testing Tang Wulin's defense, testing the speed at which his soul power was draining, and also confirming for himself what kind of style those twin hammers and that heavy hammer aura were.

Having failed to strike, Xie Xie immediately retreated, not greedy for even a sliver of benefit.

Then came the second time, and the third time.

Each time, it only touched the surface, each time approaching from a different angle. The Light Dragon Dagger no longer aimed for a single, decisive strike, but rather, like a small knife, continuously chipped away at Tang Wulin's outermost layer of defense.

Tang Wulin did not take the initiative to pursue.

He knew very well that if he threw too big a punch or made a slight mistake in his footwork, Xie Xie would close in the next instant.

Therefore, he could only guard.

They kept watch and waited.

But as time went by, he gradually began to feel unwell.

It's not the body, it's the rhythm.

Xie Xie is too fast and too slippery. You never know which way he'll come in next, or if he'll suddenly change course. What's more troublesome is that every time he probes, he only touches you briefly before leaving, never giving you a real chance to touch him.

If this continues, I will definitely be dragged down and become completely broke.

Tang Wulin's breathing gradually calmed down.

He can't keep guarding like this forever.

But if he didn't guard this way, he wouldn't be able to catch Xie Xie at all.

Just then, Xie Xie unleashed another blade of light.

The blade's edge wasn't strong, but it was extremely refined, and the angle was even more cunning, cutting straight down on Tang Wulin's shoulder line from the left front.

Tang Wulin raised his hammer to block.

The blade's edge dissipated.

But in the instant he blocked that attack, a very simple thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

If you can't catch up with Xie Xie at all, then why bother looking at "people"?

When forging, he never just looks at the metal with his eyes.

What truly determines the hammer's landing point is never just the surface, but the sound, the recoil, and how it will bounce and travel in the next instant. If you only focus on "where it is now," you'll never hit the right spot. You need to know where it will go next.

Xie Xie was quick.

Even at his fastest speed, he is not entirely without a trajectory.

Before he cuts in, he will press down an inch with his feet, move his shoulders and wrists first, and the Light Dragon Dagger will make a very short initial movement.

Since we can't catch up with him—

Then don't treat him like a human being.

Treat him like a piece of moving metal.