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

For some reason, Xie Xie's appetite has inexplicably increased ever since he met the Time-Space Dragon.

The snacks were meant for Wu Changkong, but most of them ended up in his stomach.

"Hiccup~!"

After eating and drinking his fill, Xie Xie rubbed his stomach and leaned back comfortably in his chair.

Wu Changkong looked at the mess on the table, then glanced at his student who looked satisfied and was slumped over like a noodle, and finally took it upon himself to clean up.

buckle -

There was another gentle knock on the dormitory door.

Wu Changkong stepped forward, pulled the door open with her delicate hand.

"Teacher Wu, it's me."

Standing outside the door was Tang Wulin.

"What is it?" Wu Changkong leaned against the door frame, his tone indifferent.

Tang Wulin gathered his thoughts before speaking, "Teacher Wu, it seems there's something wrong with my martial soul."

Xie Xie, who had been slumped in the chair, paused when he heard Tang Wulin's voice, and suddenly sat up straight.

His eyes quickly swept over Tang Wulin, then he glanced discreetly at the empty plates on the ground that hadn't been cleaned up yet. He couldn't let Tang Wulin find out that he was sneaking food!

While Tang Wulin and Wu Changkong were talking, Xie Xie quickly got up and swiftly stuffed all the empty plates into the drawer.

"...Come in and talk."

Wu Changkong glanced at Tang Wulin and stepped aside to clear the doorway.

Tang Wulin nodded, stepped into the dormitory, his eyes subconsciously scanning the room, the faint aroma of food still lingering in the air.

Turning her head again, she caught a glimpse of Xie Xie hurriedly sitting back in his chair, looking guilty.

Seeing the food crumbs still on his lips, Tang Wulin immediately understood, and a smile involuntarily appeared in his eyes, but he did not point it out.

"What went wrong?" Wu Changkong asked directly.

Tang Wulin withdrew his gaze and began to recount the abnormality of his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, the inexplicable appearance of the golden scales during his first duel with Xie Xie, and his own speculations and judgments.

"Golden Scales?" Wu Changkong frowned.

Xie Xie, who was listening nearby, found it rather strange.

They clearly didn't encounter the Light Dragon incident this time, and their Light Dragon Dagger didn't further stimulate the Golden Dragon King's bloodline.

He had thought that this would delay Tang Wulin's awakening of the Golden Dragon King bloodline.

But as it turns out, some things don't deviate from their original trajectory just because they deliberately avoid them.

The Golden Dragon King bloodline within Tang Wulin's body continues to awaken and stir uncontrollably, and his Blue Silver Grass martial soul is also showing abnormalities. Everything is developing towards the inevitable outcome.

Xie Xie seemed to understand the meaning of the Dragon of Time and Space's words—

Even something as powerful as it cannot change the predetermined past and future.

"Xie Xie, try stabbing him. See if that happens again," Wu Changkong said, turning to Xie Xie.

"OK!"

Xie Xie quickly tapped Tang Wulin's outstretched left thumb lightly.

Tang Wulin felt as if his fingertips had been bitten by ants, and the burning sensation he had experienced before returned.

It was still as if he had been set ablaze; the heat surged from his tailbone and spread throughout his entire body. Golden scales slowly emerged from his arms.

As Wu Changkong raised his hand, a sharp gust of air swept past, and Tang Wulin's sleeve instantly turned into fragments and fell away, revealing his entire arm.

Under the watchful eyes of Wu Changkong and Xie Xie, Tang Wulin's left hand gradually transformed into a golden dragon claw.

After frowning and pondering for a moment, Wu Changkong extended his hand.

Try pulling my hand harder.

Tang Wulin immediately gripped Wu Changkong's outstretched hand tightly, and then the veins on his arm bulged as he suddenly exerted force and pulled backward.

Wu Changkong remained motionless, simply closing his eyes and quietly sensing the scene.

A dozen seconds later, she murmured, "Hmm... my strength has increased at least threefold."

"Alright, you don't need to exert any more force."

However, Tang Wulin continued to pull back with all his might, shouting, "No! Teacher Wu, I won't give up!!"

Wu Changkong: "..."

boom--!

Wu Changkong punched Tang Wulin directly on the forehead.

Tang Wulin, who had been knocked to the ground, had a large bump bulging on his head at a visible speed.

"Just let go when I tell you to."

Wu Changkong withdrew his hand indifferently.

Seeing Tang Wulin gradually recover, Wu Changkong crossed his arms and said, "It doesn't resemble twin martial souls, nor does it seem like martial soul evolution. Martial soul fusion is also out of the question because Xie Xie hasn't shown any changes. So..."

"so?"

Tang Wulin quickly got up and asked with expectant eyes.

Wu Changkong opened his eyes and said earnestly, "I don't know."

Tang Wulin: "..."

Xie Xie: "Pfft..."

Although Wu Changkong didn't know what was going on, she was able to assure Tang Wulin that this change was not a bad thing, but rather concealed extremely strong power.

After dealing with Tang Wulin's matter, she glanced at the drawer where the empty plate was still hidden, and then looked at Xie Xie, whose mouth still had crumbs on it.

Wu Changkong said calmly, "Xie Xie, you'll come with me to the training ground for extra practice later."

Xie Xie's face instantly fell, and he wailed, "Huh? Teacher Wu, what kind of nonsense is this?!"

Wu Changkong remained unmoved and turned to Tang Wulin, saying, "You come along too, it'll be a good opportunity to test your current physical limits."

Tang Wulin paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

For the next fifteen minutes, Xie Xie was whipped around like a top by Wu Changkong until he was completely exhausted, and only then was he half-dead and pulled back by Tang Wulin.

Just like yesterday, the promotion match took place on the playground of the intermediate section after school in the afternoon.

Although there were still few spectators watching the match between Class 5 and Class 3, after yesterday's performance, many teachers have started to pay attention to Class 5 of the first grade, which is led by Wu Changkong.

Ye Yingrong, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 1, arrived early, and the students of Class 3 were lined up in a very neat row.

Standing at the front of the class line were three boys who looked exactly alike.

The only difference is the tuft of hair sticking up in the middle of their heads.

Every time Xie Xie looked at these three people, he would have the illusion that he was seeing Di Renjie.

Ye Yingrong walked over with a smile on her face.

"Hello, Teacher Wu." She nodded gently to Wu Changkong.

Ye Yingrong is a pretty young woman with delicate features. Her bodycon dress accentuates her slender figure, and her long, wavy hair sways gracefully as she walks, exuding a certain charm.

Even so, she was still completely crushed in front of Wu Changkong.

Just because Wu Changkong was standing there quietly, he exuded a white moonlight-like aura that made it impossible for people to look away.

"I am Ye Yingrong, the homeroom teacher of Class 3," Ye Yingrong said, suppressing her excitement.

Not only her, but almost all the female teachers and students in the entire academy are loyal fans of Wu Changkong.

"Hello." Wu Changkong simply nodded, his tone calm and even.

Ye Yingrong's gaze remained fixed on Wu Changkong, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her tone unconsciously softened. "Teacher Wu is truly young and promising; it's admirable that she can lead Class 5 so well."

Wu Changkong merely glanced at Ye Yingrong indifferently, offering no further response.

Her aloof gaze fell directly on the triplets behind Ye Yingrong, as if in her eyes, the triplets were more charming than Ye Yingrong.