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

Tang Wulin's spirits lifted slightly; he knew all too well the pride in Gu Yue's bones.

The fact that Gu Yue said something like "it's a bit troublesome" is enough to show that this Class One is definitely not easy to deal with.

"Well..." Xie Xie stroked his chin, "Class One is indeed quite strong. All three participants are second-ring Great Soul Masters. This morning, Wei Xiaofeng was the weakest of the three."

"What?!" Tang Wulin was shocked.

Gu Yue said helplessly, "It's the real deal, so this battle is really not easy for us."

Tang Wulin's gaze gradually froze.

The difference between the first and second ring roads is qualitative.

Gu Yue continued, "It's all for their class. The academy just released new rules for the promotion tournament. Each grade's promotion tournament will only be held within that grade, and there will be no more cross-grade challenges."

"Isn't it just because they're afraid they'll skip ranks and cause a bad influence?" Xie Xie curled his lip in disdain.

"Moreover, Class One currently has the strongest teaching staff, and the college attaches great importance to them, and is considering letting them skip a grade."

Xie Xie wasn't worried at all, but Tang Wulin and Gu Yue were clearly affected.

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat heavy.

Just then, the cafeteria's loudspeaker suddenly announced:

"An urgent announcement is coming up!"

"Donghai City will be hit by a super typhoon that is expected to last for a week tonight. All teachers and students, please pay attention to safety!"

"During the typhoon, all classes and activities in the college are suspended. Please stay in your dormitories and do not go out unnecessarily. The promotion tournament is suspended and will resume after the typhoon has passed!"

"This is an urgent announcement..."

The announcement was broadcast three times in a row.

The three looked at each other, and Xie Xie couldn't help but want to laugh.

Isn't this like a pillow being delivered when you're sleepy?

Under Xie Xie's gaze, Tang Wulin suddenly stood up and rushed towards the cafeteria entrance.

"Wu Lin, where are you going?" Gu Yue hurriedly asked.

Without turning his head, Tang Wulin called out, "Xie Xie, Gu Yue! Could you please say hello to Teacher Wu for me? The typhoon is coming soon, and I have some things to take care of!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the cafeteria.

Xie Xie watched Tang Wulin's retreating figure disappear into the cafeteria entrance, scratched his head, and couldn't hide his smugness.

He turned his head and met Gu Yue's furrowed brows.

Gu Yue said, genuinely annoyed, "Even in this situation, you're still in the mood to laugh!"

Xie Xie immediately stopped smiling, put on a wronged look, and spread his hands: "I wasn't chuckling. I just think this typhoon came at the perfect time, giving us some time to prepare."

"Buy time?" Gu Yue snorted coldly.

"Do you think the gap in the Second Ring Road can be bridged in just a few days?"

"Sigh, Wu Lin isn't in good shape. He's probably holding back a lot of energy right now, and who knows what he's planning to do by running out like this."

Gu Yue muttered to himself for a long time, but received no response whatsoever.

Turning around, Gu Yue saw Xie Xie engrossed in his meal. Seeing her looking over, he blinked, picked up a piece of fatty meat, and put it into her bowl, mumbling indistinctly:

"Ugh... your grandpa's fucking."

Gu Yue looked at the greasy piece of fatty meat on the plate and laughed in anger.

"Eat, eat, eat until you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, flames exploded, and Xie Xie, along with the basin, was blasted out of the cafeteria by Gu Yue's fireball.

After dinner, Gu Yue went back to her dormitory to cultivate.

Xie Xie wasn't idle either; he went to Wu Changkong again for extra practice.

The typhoon lasted for a whole week, and Xie Xie was also tormented by Wu Changkong for a week, but there was nothing he could do; it was his own fault.

Once the aftermath of the typhoon had completely passed, Tunghai College finally resumed its schedule.

The afternoon classes passed quickly.

As soon as school let out today, a large number of students and teachers gathered on the playground, all waiting to watch the last promotion match for first graders.

On one side is Class One, hailed as the strongest class in the history of Donghai Academy, and on the other side is Class Five, a dark horse that has suddenly risen to prominence.

"The promotion tournament is finally back to normal!"

"Yes, yes, today is the last match for the emergency response team!"

"Teacher Wu Changkong is amazing! His Class 5 advanced all the way and won three games in a row, and I heard that only one person made a move."

The students were talking about it, and the teachers outside the competition venue also gathered together.

"I'm coming!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. Wu Changkong and Xie Xie were at the front, Tang Wulin and Gu Yue were half a step behind, and the main group of Class 5 was at the very back.

Yes, Tang Wulin was there too.

This time, Tang Wulin not only wasn't late, but he actually returned a day early.

As soon as Class 5 stood at the edge of the competition area, a commotion arose on the other side.

The students consciously made way for them.

Leading the way was a female teacher who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She resembled Ye Yingrong by at least six points, but was more beautiful, and had an arrogance in her eyes that Ye Yingrong lacked.

Ye Yingrong couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

When I called her a week ago, my sister said she didn't care at all, but today she's dressed up even more beautifully than usual.

The three people following behind her were none other than the representatives of the class hailed as the strongest freshman class in years—

Wei Xiaofeng, Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi.

The two sides gathered on opposite sides of the playing field, waiting for the promotion match to begin.

Ye Yingrong quickly walked to Ye Yingluo's side and whispered, "Sister."

Ye Yingluo gave a faint "hmm," but her gaze remained fixed on Wu Changkong not far away, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She still didn't understand what was wrong with her.

She had already convinced herself to be gay, didn't care about other people's opinions, and was determined to confess her feelings to him. She was even... even prepared to be the one on the bottom!

But, but Wu Changkong rejected her right in front of everyone!

Thinking of this, deep resentment welled up in Ye Yingluo's eyes.

Wu Changkong, you just wait, I'll make you regret this!

Ye Yingrong silently took a step back, creating some distance between herself and her sister, who had become a resentful woman.

Sigh, love really does make people lose their minds.

Chapter 37 One strike is enough

Thinking of this, Ye Yingluo couldn't help but turn around and say fiercely to Zhang Yangzi behind her, "Yangzi, teach them a lesson!"

“Yes, teacher.” A glint flashed in Zhang Yangzi’s eyes.

The Dean of Students, Long Hengxu, had already stepped onto the competition stage.

He first nodded to the homeroom teachers of both classes, and then said in a deep voice, "The promotion competition has been postponed due to the typhoon."

"Today's match is the fourth promotion game, between Class 5 of Grade 1 and Class 1 of Grade 1. Class 5 of Grade 1, Ms. Wu, how many people will be representing you today?"

Wu Changkong said expressionlessly, "Our class will send three people to compete."

Long Hengxu said to Ye Yingluo, "Class 1 of Grade 1, please send three people to fight."

Ye Yingluo raised her head. "Okay."

"Participants from both sides enter the venue."

After giving Xie Xie and Gu Yue a confident smile, Tang Wulin took the lead and stepped onto the competition field.

Xie Xie and Gu Yue exchanged a knowing glance and then went up on stage, standing to the left and right of Tang Wulin respectively.

On the other side, three students from Class 1 of Grade 1 also came up.

“My name is Zhang Yangzi,” Zhang Yangzi said calmly.

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

Wei Xiaofeng extended his right hand, gave a thumbs-up, and then slowly rotated his wrist.

"A friendly reminder," Xie Xie brushed a stray hair from his forehead, "Before you do this, you'd better think carefully about whether your family can bear the consequences."

Wei Xiaofeng froze, his wrist hesitant to turn.

"Wang Jinxi," Wang Jinxi said calmly as he introduced himself at the end.

Tang Wulin said, "Class 5, Grade 1, Tang Wulin."

"Gu Yue," Gu Yue said indifferently.

Xie Xie mimicked Wei Xiaofeng by extending his right thumb, then rotated his wrist so that his thumb pointed downwards, and chuckled, "Xie family, Xie Xie."

Upon seeing this flower, not only did Wei Xiaofeng's face turn ashen, but the expressions of the onlookers also varied.

Long Hengxu, in particular, looked extremely unwell.

Xie Xie's self-introduction clearly indicated that this was no longer an internal promotion competition within Donghai Academy, but a battle for honor between Donghai City and the Xie family.

However, Long Hengxu's anger at this moment was not directed at Xie Xie, but at Wei Xiaofeng, that brain-dead idiot.

Everyone knows the Xie family's status in Donghai City, and the school has never hidden Xie Xie's identity. Moreover, Xie Xie himself is not unreasonable.

But Wei Xiaofeng must have lost his mind. Not content with being warned once, he went and provoked us again in public.

That's good now.

If the three students from Class 5 of Grade 1 lose this time, the Xie family will have an excuse to come and cause trouble.

Just thinking about the things he would have to deal with back then gave Long Hengxu a headache.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two sides, Long Hengxu could only helplessly warn, "Let me reiterate, this is a competition within the academy."

Long Hengxu emphasized the words "within the academy" in particular.

"The match should end when the score is cleared. Intentionally harming your opponent is strictly prohibited and will result in punishment from the academy!"

"Yes!" the five responded in unison.

Xie Xie yawned nonchalantly: "Oh, then let's get started."

Seeing Xie Xie's expression, Long Hengxu's lips twitched.

"...Prepare for the match, both sides retreat."

Under Long Hengxu's supervision, both sides retreated, creating some distance between them.

"start!"

As Long Hengxu's voice fell, Wei Xiaofeng was the first to dart out. Two yellow spirit rings instantly appeared under his feet, and at the same time, a blue light flashed on his body, and a small blue snake appeared on his shoulder.

The small blue snake was his hundred-year-old soul spirit, the Azure Shadow Serpent, and his martial soul was also the Azure Shadow Serpent; the two were a perfect match.

This spirit was also something he found after spending countless hours and money.

Wei Xiaofeng is also an agility-based Soul Master. His body sways from side to side as he charges forward, giving people a sense of illusion.

"How was it? Can you see it clearly now?!"

"If you can't keep up with my speed, you're dead!"

What puzzled Wei Xiaofeng was that Xie Xie showed no intention of making a move; instead, he slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, an incomparably domineering dragon's might suddenly erupted from Xie Xie's body.