Bab 55: Chapter 55: Class Promotion Tournament
After that chapter of his life was finished, Xiu Ye had a completely embarrassed Tang Wulin change and then ordered Mu Xi, who was shielding her eyes with her hands but is clearly peeping through her fingers, to go to the forging table.
Xiu Ye put his hand on his face, feeling extremely exhausted all of a sudden.
"Hey man, you alright?" Tang Wulin asked as he enters the first floor once more after changing into new clothing. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, black shorts and black shoes. Although he was wearing simple clothing, he still looked as handsome as ever.
Xiu Ye felt like punching that face but held that feeling in, he knew that with the Golden Dragon King bloodline seal released, Tang Wulin's physical properties would be much stronger now, especially his right arm.
Heh, right hand...
Xiu Ye decided to keep that little joke aside for the moment and turned towards Tang Wulin, saying with a dry tone of voice, "Oh just peachy, it's not like someone had witnessed me looking at you buck naked or anything."
Tang Wulin blushed and waved his arms around. "Please forget that! It was an accident!"
"I know, I know, just, be more attentive to your surroundings please? I don't want to think that you have a exhibitionist fetish or anything..."
Tang Wulin's eyebrow twitched and just punched Xiu Ye's left arm with his left hand, as his left was weaker compared to his right.
Xiu Ye didn't even flinched from the punch, instead, he frowned and rubbed his slightly bruised arm in thought. An orange glow of light appeared on his injured arm and it started to heal him.
'From my rough estimation of that punch, which is a held back one, it carries the punching force of 500 kilograms! Tang Wulin isn't used to his newfound strength so he miscalculated in holding back his power, yet he's still so freaking strong. I wonder how powerful, physically speaking, he is right now?' Xiu Ye smiled with excitement in anticipation of his cousin's growth of power, as Tang Wulin is his first loyal friend that would help him fight against the inevitable fight against the federation, Spirit Pagoda and Holy Spirit Cult.
Not only that, but Tang Wulin could be the only person in their generation of soul masters that can give him a challenge in the future.
"So, what did I miss?"
"Not a lot actually..."
Tang Wulin then soon left the workshop to head back to school, after Xiu Ye told him everything of what he had missed, to explain why he was absent for the past week.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiu Ye asks Mu Xi with narrowed eyes.
"Nothing!" Mu Xi repeatedly shook her head and continued on hammering her work.
The time passes by and it was already the day of the Class Promotion Tournament.
The Class Promotion Tournament was a grand event for Eastsea Academy and was held annually. This was because the Class Promotion Tournament was the only event where the whole academy participated.
The advanced academy had their own advanced division Class Promotion Tournament, keeping their event separate from the intermediate academy's tournament.
They would show off their most exceptional students in the tournament and the city would record their info and archive it. As for the upcoming Class Promotion Tournament, it was crucial for obtaining a recommendation to enter high class academies in the future.
The rewards were also equally as generous. Classes that obtained exceptional results in the tournament would gain not only a change in rank, but the teacher in charge would also receive commendations.
As a result, the Class Promotion Tournament had become a symbol of honor and glory over the years. Being defeated by a lower ranked class was considered a disgrace, while defeating a higher ranked class was considered glorious.
The reason the tournament was held three months after the start of class was to give the teachers enough time to choose the students who would participate, and also to provide ample time to plan their tactics.
There was a moderate wind blowing and a beautiful sun shining down on this day. The blue sky was void of clouds for as far as the eye could see. A competition stage stood in the middle of the intermediate division's field. Although it was called a competition stage, it was actually just a 10 centimeter thick metal plate with a diameter of 100 meters. It occupied the majority of the field's area, and there were many soul barrier devices surrounding it, guarding against any potential accidents that may occur during the matches.
Today was the first day of the tournament. For the sake of not disturbing the studies of the students, the tournament was held after school. At that moment, the bell rang, marking the end of the school day. Students began pouring out of the school building. Despite this, only a few headed towards the competition stage.
For a match between class five and class four of the new first graders, how could it possibly be worth watching? The upper graders viewed a match such as this with disdain. They wouldn't come to watch the matches until the next day, when the first grade's class three stepped onto the stage.
Xiu Ye and Mu Xi sat next to each other on the seats by the stands, the former munching on a bucket of popcorn while the latter sipped on a plastic bottle of mango.
"Tea–Xiu Ye, you sure that this would be an interesting match?" Mu Xi asks with a sigh. Feeling slightly impatient for the battle to start and end so she could go back blacksmithing to stabilize her Thousand Refinements skills.
That's right, after two-three months of being under Xiu Ye, Mu Xi's blacksmithing skills had reached rank 3! Just like what the former had promised her.
This advancement of her blacksmithing skills had shocked her father when he learned and firsthand saw about it. He was so grateful to Xiu Ye, that Mu Chen had promised him anything that he could grant for him. The former didn't refuse such a opportunity and told him to take him and Tang Wulin as his disciples and be given lots of resources they need. Mu Chen agreed to the request.
Xiu Ye chuckled as he munched on a handful of popcorn, "Patience, young padawan. Faith in me, have."
"...What the heck is a padawan? Also, why are you speaking like that?"
"Shh. They're here."
After the bell rang, the students of the first years class five lined up neatly and made their way to the field, standing to the side. After three months of special training, class five had a completely different aura about them now. Although their talents weren't remarkable, under Wu Zhangkong's instruction, their stamina had made outstanding progress and their soul power had also increased greatly.
The students of the first year's class four arrived in twos and threes just a while later. It seemed that they weren't worried about the match at all. Xiu Ye silently snickered at them, wondering what expressions would they have when their expectations are turned upside down.
Xiu Ye watches, as the teacher of class four tried talking to Wu Zhangkong about comparing each of their own students but the latter ignored him like he was air. This pissed the teacher off and he walked back to his students.
Soon, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie and Gu Yue walked towards the competition stage alongside class four's team trio.
"Ready? Start!"
Class four's team released their soul rings, all colored white, and two of them immediately charged forward towards Tang Wulin while their last team member remained with a staff on hand, signifying that he was a support type.
Xiu Ye snorted, he already knew the result. Class four's team had made a mistake and will lose. This isn't a probably or maybe, it's a fact that they would lose because they made a mistake.
They headed towards Tang Wulin with the intent of a straight up combat, that's their mistake. In the entire class five and probably even the entire intermediate division, except for Xiu Ye, Tang Wulin is the strongest in a hand-to-hand combat.
Tang Wulin took a large stride forward, his figure blurred, and he appeared in front of the advancing class four team member. His pupils glowing with a golden glow. He clenched his right hand and lashed out a straight punch towards his opponent's stomach.
That class four student couldn't react fast to the entire exchange when he felt extreme pain coming from his stomach, it felt like it would explode in his body, and he was sent flying like a artillery shell together with his team member that was staying close behind him. Not only that, but their positions had line up together with their last team member and so he was also launched back out of the stage.
Just as they were about to hit the bystander seats, Wu Zhangkong appeared and caught the balled up students of class four.
Wu Zhangkong lightly put them down to the ground, analyzed their injuries and healed the one whose abdomen was bruising purple with a mysterious ability, he then announced, "Winner, class five!"
Everyone from class five all started cheering while class four, their teacher and the audience had their mouths opened in shock and disbelief, the entire fight had lasted no more than two seconds!
How is this possible?! They couldn't comprehend at what just happened!
One student, without using his martial soul, had defeated three students with a single strike!
All the while this was happening, Xiu Ye and Mu Xi were busy enjoying their snacks.
"...Fuck, you're right. This is boring."
"Told you so. Now, can we go back to your dad's workshop?"
"Yeah. Let's go."
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