Douluo Continent III Haotian Wulin

The homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 1 is Ye Yingrong's older sister, Ye Yingluo.

She nodded to her sister, but her gaze involuntarily drifted past the crowd and landed on the white-clad figure opposite her.

Dancing in the sky.

She had witnessed the battle in front of the academy a few days ago.

White robes and blue sword, the sky is icy and snowy.

The two swords suppressed the beam of light.

That scene remains vividly etched in her mind to this day. Powerful, calm, clean, and efficient, it even possessed an almost cruel beauty.

But the more she did this, the more painful her old wound became.

What is it about me that makes me unworthy of you?

Ye Yingluo's eyes gradually turned cold.

Dance in the Sky, you wait.

Today, I'll make your student lose completely. I want to see if you can still remain so arrogant when your perpetually cold face is shattered in public.

As if sensing the gaze from the other side, Wu Changkong slightly turned his head and looked over.

Although Ye Yingluo was filled with resentment, the moment his gaze swept over her, she subconsciously straightened her body a little and raised her chest slightly, wanting to show her best posture.

However, her expression changed the next moment.

Wu Changkong's gaze fell on her without pausing.

There was no surprise, no recollection, no guilt, and no other superfluous emotion.

It's like seeing a tree, a rock, or any unrelated person on the sidelines.

A quick glance.

That's it.

Ye Yingluo's fingertips clenched instantly.

asshole.

This guy is still such a bastard.

Standing to the side, Ye Yingrong saw the expression on her sister's face and immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

She knows Ye Yingluo too well.

From childhood, my older sister was always seen as a genius—proud, beautiful, and outstanding. But her failure to gain admission to Shrek Academy was a huge blow to her, and from then on, she became somewhat extreme.

In addition, her subsequent rejection of Wu Changkong's advances became an indelible thorn in her heart.

But, sister.

Don't you understand?

In that man's eyes, it doesn't matter whether you're there or not.

Rather, it is that none of us are in the world he is truly observing.

He and we were never on the same level.

Ye Yingrong certainly wouldn't dare say these things.

If Ye Yingluo were to actually say it, she would probably go crazy on the spot.

"Zhang Yangzi".

Ye Yingluo turned around and looked at the tall young man behind her. Her voice was low but clearly cold.

"Give them a good lesson."

The boy she called Zhang Yangzi raised his head slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his previous calm demeanor.

"Yes, teacher."

At this moment, Long Hengxu, the director of teaching affairs, had already stepped onto the competition stage.

He first nodded to the two homeroom teachers, then said in a deep voice, "Due to the typhoon, the promotion tournament was postponed until today. Today's match is the last promotion tournament for first grade, with Class 5 of first grade facing off against Class 1 of first grade."

At this point, he looked at Wu Changkong.

"Class 5, Grade 1, Teacher Wu, how many of you will be performing today?"

Long Hengxu's feelings at this moment were actually quite complicated.

Personally, he certainly hoped that Class 5 of the first grade would lose as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if this dark horse continues to climb higher, the most embarrassed person will be the head of teaching who is in charge of class assignments.

The academy will inevitably question how the classes were originally divided. How could a class that was originally at the bottom, Class 5, have managed to fight its way up to Class 1? This is certainly related to Wu Changkong's teaching ability, but his initial misjudgment cannot be denied either.

However, Wu Changkong's terrifying strength displayed a few days ago also helped to shield him from some of the pressure.

At least for now, the academy's senior management generally believes that it is Wu Changkong's teaching ability that led Class 5 to this level.

This dance teacher's standing in the eyes of the academy's higher-ups has completely changed.

After all, having such a powerful figure in charge of Donghai Academy is a great thing in itself.

Competition among colleges in major cities is fierce, especially among intermediate colleges, which have a large student body and where reputation is even more important. Senior colleges rely on winning competitions, while intermediate colleges rely on cultivating promising students to maintain their reputation.

The greater the reputation, the more good students it can attract.

The more good students we have, the stronger the academy will be in the future.

This cycle is the foundation of the college's development.

Therefore, Long Hengxu is now less willing to offend Wu Changkong.

"Our class is going to compete today..."

Wu Changkong was about to say the words "two people".

Just then, a slightly hurried voice suddenly came from the back of the Class 5, Grade 1 line.

"Teacher Wu, wait a minute."

The voice wasn't loud, but it sounded familiar.

Xie Xie and Gu Yue turned their heads almost simultaneously.

A look of surprise instantly appeared on their faces.

The crowd made way.

Tang Wulin ran out from behind Class 5.

He looked quite disheveled.

His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, his clothes looked like they had been changed in a hurry, and his breathing was unstable, as if he had just gone through an extremely long period of exhaustion.

However, his eyes were very bright.

That kind of brightness wasn't the usual gentle light, but a kind of light hidden beneath weariness, burning like fire.

"Where did you go?"

Xie Xie was both shocked and furious. He lowered his voice impatiently and asked, "Do you know how long we've been looking for you? We couldn't get through to you. Are you trying to scare us to death?"

Tang Wulin gave a wry smile.

It's a long story.

He didn't explain further, but looked at Wu Changkong and said earnestly, "Teacher Wu, I can participate in the battle."

Wu Changkong looked at him expressionlessly.

Those cold eyes lingered on Tang Wulin for a moment, as if they had seen something, but they didn't ask any questions on the spot, they just nodded slightly.

Then, he looked at Long Hengxu again.

"Our class has three players participating."

Long Hengxu also glanced at Tang Wulin, his expression shifting slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

"Class 1, Grade 1, please send out three players."

Ye Yingluo raised her head.

"it is good."

Long Hengxu said in a deep voice: "The contestants from both sides, please enter the arena."

Gu Yue walked up to Tang Wulin and spoke in a very low voice.

"Are you sure you're okay? Are you physically alright?"

She was more perceptive than Xie Xie.

Tang Wulin's current state is indeed not right.

His face was pale, and his breath was weak, yet there was an indescribable change about him. It was a strange feeling, as if something that had been dormant deep within him had been forcibly awakened and then pushed back into his body.

"Don't worry."

Tang Wulin returned her a smile.

The smile was somewhat tired, but very steady.

"I'm fine."

Gu Yue looked at him for a while and nodded gently.

"Then let's win together."

"Um."

Tang Wulin continued to walk at the very front.

Xie Xie and Gu Yue followed behind him.

The three of them went up onto the competition stage together.

At this moment, the unease that had been hanging over Xie Xie's heart since the morning finally began to subside.

He didn't say it, but as long as Tang Wulin stood in front, even if the opponents were three two-ring opponents, he would feel more confident.

On the other side, three students from Class 1, Grade 1, also stepped onto the competition stage.

The tall young man in the center spoke calmly.

"Zhang Yangzi".

His voice wasn't loud, but it was very steady.

Wei Xiaofeng stood on the left, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Wei Xiaofeng. We've known each other for a long time."

After saying that, he extended his right hand, raised his thumb, and then slowly turned his wrist so that his thumb was pointing downwards.

The provocative intent was made no attempt to conceal.

"you!"

Xie Xie's eyes turned cold, and his body instinctively lunged forward.

But as soon as he moved his shoulder, a hand pressed it down.

Tang Wulin's hand landed on his shoulder. Without making any big movements, it felt like a heavy iron pressing down, firmly pinning him to the spot.

Xie Xie turned around abruptly and looked at Tang Wulin with some surprise.

This guy...

My strength seems to have increased again.

And it's not just brute force.

That blow was incredibly powerful, like the ground suddenly pressing down on his shoulder by an inch.

Tang Wulin didn't look at him, but calmly stared at the person opposite him.

The emaciated boy on the right spoke softly.

"Wang Jinxi".

His voice was somewhat cold, as if it drifted out from the shadows. When he spoke, his eyes showed little emotion, yet they instinctively made one feel uneasy.

Tang Wulin nodded.

"Tang Wulin, Class 5, Grade 1."

"Gu Yue".

"Thank you, Xie."

When Xie Xie said his name, his gaze remained fixed on Wei Xiaofeng, a cold glint in his eyes.

Seeing that the tension was already so high even before the two sides started fighting, Long Hengxu frowned.

"I want to emphasize again, this is an internal competition within the academy. During the competition, it is only a matter of winning or losing; intentionally harming your opponent is strictly prohibited. Any violation will result in additional penalties from the academy."

"yes!"

The six responded in unison.

"it is good."

Long Hengxu raised his right hand.

"Both sides retreat."

Under his supervision, both sides stepped back, creating more distance in the game.

The noise from the sidelines gradually subsided.

Countless eyes were fixed on the competition stage.

Can Class 5, this dark horse, continue its upward trajectory?

Just how strong is this so-called strongest freshman class in a century?

The answer lies in this battle.

Long Hengxu suddenly swung his right hand down.

"start!"

With this loud shout, the final showdown between the first-year classes officially began.

Almost at the same instant the word "start" was uttered, Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng rushed out simultaneously.

The two of them had long disliked each other.

This time, no one held back.

Xie Xie pushed off with his feet, his body shooting out like a straightened beam of light, skimming the ground. The wind sliced ​​through him, and his speed was noticeably faster and more decisive than before the typhoon.

A cold glint flashed in Wei Xiaofeng's eyes, and he charged forward as well.

His gait was completely different from Xie Xie's.

Xie Xie is fast, straightforward, and sharp.

He is slippery, swaying, and like a snake, without a fixed trajectory.

As he charged forward, two yellow spirit rings suddenly rose beneath Wei Xiaofeng's feet. A flash of azure light appeared on his body, and a small turquoise snake appeared on his shoulder.

The little snake was entirely blue-green, with a pair of almost transparent small wings on its back. Although small in size, it exuded an extremely agile and powerful aura.

At the same time, Wei Xiaofeng's own body also underwent changes.

A faint bluish tinge appeared on his skin, and his joints seemed to become more flexible. As he lunged forward, his body swayed slightly from side to side, leaving behind several illusory afterimages.

Green Shadow Snake.

Wei Xiaofeng's ability to become one of the three core members of Class 1, Grade 1, is definitely not solely due to his arrogance.

His martial soul was originally the Azure Shadow Serpent, and his spirit soul was a hundred-year-old Azure Shadow Serpent that was perfectly compatible with him. After the fusion, the spirit soul and martial soul complemented each other, allowing his cultivation speed to increase extremely quickly in the early stages, and he crossed the threshold from the first to the second ring in a short period of time.

This also makes his agile attack style completely different from that of ordinary Soul Masters.

He doesn't simply pursue linear speed, but rather something more flexible, unpredictable, and difficult to judge.

His body swayed from side to side as he sprinted, each sway appearing as a feint, yet each feint could potentially turn into a real attack.

If Xie Xie is like a thin, sharp dagger, then Wei Xiaofeng is like a venomous snake gliding close to the ground.

The angle was unpredictable, the atmosphere was chilling, and it could bite you at any moment from a blind spot.

However, just as Wei Xiaofeng was about to take the initiative and suppress Xie Xie, his eyes suddenly changed.

Two yellow soul rings also lit up beneath Xie Xie's feet.

a circle.

Two laps.

The moment two yellow halos rose from beneath Xie Xie's feet, his aura suddenly surged.

That was no longer the sharp edge of a one-ring Soul Master.

Rather, it is the speed and explosive power of a true second-ring agility-based Soul Master.

The audience erupted in uproar.

"Xie Xie is also on the Second Ring Road?"

"No way! Class 5 has a second ring too?"

"No wonder Wu Changkong dared to let them fight their way here!"

Wei Xiaofeng's pupils contracted slightly.

But Xie Xie had already arrived.

The Light Dragon Dagger lit up in his palm, its sharp edge cutting through the air with a cold light, aiming straight for Wei Xiaofeng's side ribs.

The attack was swift.

The distance between the two seemed to be severed by a single stroke.

Wei Xiaofeng did not take the hit head-on.

His body seemed to have suddenly lost its bones, his back arching backward in an unbelievable way, and he almost glided past Xie Xie's dagger. At the same time, the blue shadow snake on his shoulder spread its small wings, sprang up, and transformed into a blue line, rushing straight for Xie Xie's face.

Xie Xie's eyes turned cold, his steps suddenly stopped and then turned, his body abruptly turning half a foot to the side in mid-air.

The green shadow snake brushed past his cheek, bringing with it a faint, stinging sound.

The next instant, Xie Xie swung his dagger down with a backhand strike.

"Ding!"

The Light Dragon Dagger collided with the azure light on the Azure Shadow Serpent, producing a crisp, resonant sound.

Xie Xie's wrist went slightly numb from the recoil.

Taking advantage of this moment of restraint, Wei Xiaofeng suddenly lunged forward, his right hand's five fingers curled like snake fangs, carrying cyan soul power, and went straight for Xie Xie's shoulder.

The first clash between the two agility-type Soul Masters was so fast that the lower-grade students could barely see it.

However, Tang Wulin did not move in the center of the competition stage.

He simply stood there calmly, his gaze sweeping over the confrontation between Xie Xie and Wei Xiaofeng before falling on Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi opposite him.

The aura of the Sinking Star Hammer quietly awakened deep within his palm.

This battle has just begun.