Legend of the Dragon King: I really didn't mean to provoke them!

Wu Changkong stopped in his tracks, slightly taken aback.

She stared at the broken wooden sword in her hand for a moment, then casually tossed it aside: "There's no need to fight anymore. Let's end it here for today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Changkong bent down and picked up the Thousand-Refined Silver Hammer from the ground.

Her fingertips touched the hammer, feeling its heavy weight, and she looked at Tang Wulin, saying calmly, "This hammer of yours... is quite interesting."

Tang Wulin nodded: "This is a heavy silver hammer, which is a bit heavier than an ordinary forging hammer."

Wu Changkong originally intended to return the hammer directly, but a casual glance revealed Xie Xie with his arms crossed, looking smug.

She immediately changed her mind, flicked her wrist, and threw the heavy silver hammer directly at Xie Xie.

Still basking in his triumph, Xie Xie subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Clang!

"Holy crap!"

The astonishing weight of the Silver Hammer suddenly pressed down, causing him to fall forward and land face-first in the dirt, his chin slamming hard against the cold hammer.

Wu Changkong's expression remained calm and composed, but a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Thank you, Xie!" Tang Wulin quickly stepped forward to help the person up.

Seeing his chin turn red, Tang Wulin felt both distressed and helpless: "Be careful, my hammer is very heavy."

"Hey? I don't believe it!"

Xie Xie's stubborn temper flared up, and he stubbornly started to fight against the heavy silver hammer.

He adjusted his stance, gripped the hammer handle tightly with his right hand again, and mustered all his strength to lift it with one hand.

With veins bulging on his arms and his cheeks flushed red, Xie Xie gritted his teeth and finally raised the Thousand-Refined Silver Hammer high above his head with one hand.

Just as Tang Wulin was about to offer his praise, Xie Xie became smug.

He twisted his wrist, intending to swing the hammer around.

However, the inertia of the Silver Hammer far exceeded Xie Xie's expectations. The hammer had just drawn half an arc when the enormous force instantly shifted his center of gravity.

Xie Xie exerted all his strength to try to stabilize the hammer, but it was still too much of a strain to do with one hand.

The heavy hammer, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed down hard towards his own face.

"Oh no! Dance teacher, help!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a gentle breeze pushed Xie Xie away.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Changkong flashed and flicked his fingertips, a gentle yet powerful soul force steadily supporting the falling hammer.

Gu Yue's right hand, slightly raised and shimmering with azure light, looked at Xie Xie and said irritably, "Why didn't I kill you?"

"Hehe, that's all thanks to our incomparably beautiful Lady Gu Yue!"

Xie Xie understood immediately. He moved behind Gu Yue and, with a sheepish grin, began to massage her shoulders, giving her two taps on the left and two taps on the right.

Wu Changkong glanced at the hammer in his hand, his eyes subtly sweeping over Xie Xie and Tang Wulin, his gaze unreadable, before casually tossing the Thousand-Refined Silver Hammer back to Tang Wulin.

"This hammer of yours weighs at least three hundred kilograms," Wu Changkong said calmly.

"Huh?" Gu Yue was also taken aback.

Over 300 kilograms, that means at least 600 jin (300 kg)!

Xie Xie spread his hands, and his eyes seemed to say to Gu Yue: I told you, it's really not my fault!

Wu Changkong extended his hand. "Come, hold my hand."

Tang Wulin and she clasped hands.

Her hands were cool and delicate, with long, slender fingers and a thin, smooth callus on her palms.

"Pull me up with all your might, let me feel just how strong you really are."

"Oh? Okay!"

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, his soul power and physical strength erupted at the same time, his arm muscles tensed, and he used all his strength to pull forward.

A terrifying force poured out, but the hand holding it remained as steady as a rock.

Wu Changkong remained completely still, not even the hem of his clothes swayed in the slightest.

Where their palms touched, an invisible force collided violently.

The surrounding air distorted slightly, and a strong airflow suddenly swept outwards.

Xie Xie instinctively took a step forward, shielding Gu Yue behind him and using his body to block the oncoming gust of wind.

Gu Yue, who was being protected behind her, was slightly taken aback. She looked up at the determined figure in front of her, and a hint of surprise flashed across her cold eyes.

Her expression softened slightly, but she remained silent.

"Alright." After a moment, Wu Changkong called for a halt.

Tang Wulin then withdrew his strength.

A strange look flashed across Wu Changkong's cold face, and a clear smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth. "I've decided, the three of you will participate in the promotion competition together."

When Tang Wulin and Xie Xie returned to their dormitory, Xie Xie immediately fell asleep.

Tang Wulin forced himself to enter a meditative state.

Starting from the second day, Tang Wulin was granted special permission to skip physical training, and Xie Xie was also granted special permission to double his physical training.

Not a single student in Class 5 of Grade 1 complained.

Compared to Xie Xie and his two companions who still have to undergo special training, they are so lucky! *sobs*

Finally, on the fourth day, the students in Class 5 could no longer hold on.

Wu Changkong then announced the resumption of theoretical classes.

In the evening, special training was conducted as usual.

Wu Changkong arrived a few minutes late this time, and he had an extra piece of white paper in his hand.

"The results of the mental strength test are in." Wu Changkong looked at the white paper in his hand and said, "Xie Xie's mental strength is sixty, which means he has reached the middle stage of the Spirit Origin Realm."

It's definitely higher than in the original work!

Xie Xie nudged Tang Wulin's shoulder with his elbow, a hint of smugness in his voice, "Hey, how was it? Pretty impressive, huh?"

"Tang Wulin's spiritual power is fifty, which is also the middle stage of the Spirit Origin Realm."

"Holy crap, you've grown too!" Xie Xie stared at Tang Wulin in disbelief.

Tang Wulin scratched his head sheepishly, "I don't know either."

"Finally, there's Guyue."

Upon seeing Gu Yue's mental strength test results, even the usually composed Wu Changkong was surprised. "Gu Yue's mental strength is as high as 130, directly reaching the Spiritual Connection Realm."

Xie Xie broke down.

"How is this possible? The machine must be malfunctioning!"

Gu Yue raised an eyebrow. "You're not convinced? Let's fight."

Xie Xie's hair stood on end. "Fine, let's fight! You think I'm afraid of you?!"

Tang Wulin was already used to this, and just looked at the two bickering with a helpless expression.

Wu Changkong was very satisfied with the result.

But the more Wu Changkong values ​​a student, the stricter she will treat them!

After a fierce battle, all three were wiped out.

Wu Changkong casually tossed the wooden sword to the ground, turned, and left. "You're all useless. You've disappointed me greatly!"

Xie Xie hung on the fan above his head.

Tang Wulin slumped against the railing of the training ground.

Gu Yue collapsed to the ground.

The three of them felt completely drained, and two streams of tears simultaneously streamed down their faces.

After a week of this, although Xie Xie had gradually gotten used to the rhythm, he was still so tired!!

Xie Xie collapsed onto the lower bunk, not even wanting to move a finger.

With great effort, Xie Xie rolled over, but suddenly felt there wasn't enough space. He kicked Tang Wulin off the bed.

Tang Wulin cried out and fell to the ground.

"Um, Xie Xie, this is my bed," Tang Wulin said weakly, kneeling beside the bed.

Xie Xie grabbed Tang Wulin's blanket and rolled over.

"oh."

Tang Wulin: "..."