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

"stop!"

Wu Changkong had appeared in the center of them at some point and called a halt to the competition.

"No need to compete anymore, Xie Xie wins."

"...Huh?" Xie Xie froze on the spot, unable to react for a long time.

The next second, he jumped up on the spot with joy.

"Hahahaha! I won! I beat Tang Wulin!"

Wuhu!

"Yahoohohohaha—!"

Seeing Xie Xie so excited, like a primal creature, waving his arms and legs and making monkey noises, Wu Changkong and all the students in Class 5 slowly typed out a series of question marks.

After all, in their eyes, what's so great about Xie Xie, an eighteenth-level Great Soul Master, defeating a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?

Only Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi were filled with tears:

It's okay, Xie Xie, we understand your difficulties!

Wu Changkong said to Xie Xie in a low voice, "You are responsible for compensating Tang Wulin with a school uniform."

One sentence caused Xie, who was still excited, to stumble on the spot.

Oh, heavens, how cruel you are to me!

Xie Xie clutched his wallet, looking distressed.

Wu Changkong put his hands in his pockets, looked around the class, and said in a cold tone: "You should have learned something from today's battle."

"In actual combat, you can't rely solely on your martial spirit; a strong physique is the foundation of becoming a mechanic. A true powerhouse can defeat you without even using their soul power."

"Your physical fitness is really too weak!"

“You self-important guys, take a good look at this. Tang Wulin’s martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, but he fought to the very end.”

Xie Xie pouted, unconvinced.

His fighting skills are also excellent, so why only praise Tang Wulin?

"I've also come to a conclusion from this battle..."

"You are indeed a bunch of useless trash!"

Now, the word "useless" was written all over the faces of all the students in Class 5.

"Of course, only Xie Xie barely meets the requirements."

Hey?

Upon hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xie Xie's head, which had just been lowered, snapped up, and his tail practically wagging in the air.

"Of course, you two are just the tallest among the short."

Xie Xie automatically ignored the last sentence.

He didn't care, anyway, the dance teacher praised him, hehehe!

Wu Changkong glanced at Xie Xie indifferently, only to see him grinning foolishly with his tail wagging wildly behind him.

She silently withdrew her gaze, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Alright, dismissed."

"Starting tomorrow, we will have physical training in the morning and theory classes in the afternoon."

"Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, come to my office for a moment. I have something to say to you." After saying that, Wu Changkong strode away with his long legs.

Xie Xie quickly followed, "Coming, coming!"

Chapter 9: One Attack, One Agility, Dual Elements Coexist!

Wu Changkong led the two to his office.

The office was pitifully small. Wu Changkong sat in the only chair and looked at Tang Wulin, saying, "You performed alright, but you didn't fully utilize your strengths."

"Your Blue Silver Grass must have mutated, right? It's unusually tough, but doesn't that toughness depend on soul power?"

"Yes." Tang Wulin nodded.

"Your soul power is too weak!" Wu Changkong's words were merciless.

"And what's with those hammers of yours?"

Tang Wulin spoke frankly: "Because my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my soul spirit is not good, I may not be able to become a soul master."

"That's why I learned forging from elementary school..."

"So you're planning to become a blacksmith?" Wu Changkong interrupted Tang Wulin directly. "Remember, you're my student now. You have to do it whether you want to or not."

"Before I judge you to be a piece of trash, you'd better work hard to develop into a Soul Master."

"Never give up on me!"

Um, honey, didn't you just call us two useless?

Xie Xie's lips twitched.

Encouraged by Wu Changkong's words, Tang Wulin rallied and replied, "Yes!"

"Alright, as for Xie Xie..."

When Wu Changkong looked over, Xie Xie immediately stood at attention.

"What are you even doing? Control-type Soul Masters are naturally countered by agility-type Soul Masters, and you actually chose to directly confront them head-on? Have you been brainwashed? Or did a fish eat your brain?"

Wu Changkong's icy gaze scraped at Xie Xie like a knife, and his words were a series of questions.

Xie Xie shrank back in anger after being scolded.

"As an agility-type Soul Master, your advantages are speed, surprise attacks, and mobility, not head-on confrontations."

"The thing control-type Soul Masters fear least is a fool like you who plunges headlong into the control range!"

Xie Xie lowered his head even further, barely daring to breathe heavily.

There was nothing he could do. In his previous life, he was just a freshman in college. His brain had been formatted and reset the day he finished the college entrance exam. He hadn't even been in a fight during his three years of high school. Who knew he would suddenly transmigrate?

"However, your martial spirit is quite interesting."

Wu Changkong interlaced his fingers and rested them on his chin. "Your Light Dragon Dagger temporarily transformed into the Light Dragon Blade during the fierce battle just now. Its power surged and its sharpness became apparent. This is a very obvious evolution of your martial soul."

"Didn't you realize it yourself? Not only do you have the agility-based attack talent, you also have the power-based attack talent."

Wu Changkong spoke calmly, yet every word was clear.

Xie Xie suddenly looked up, his face filled with disbelief, pointing his index finger at himself.

"A strong attack? Me?"

"Teacher Wu, I was just flailing around wildly in a moment of panic!"

"Can you unleash the explosive power of a powerful attack type by wildly swinging your arms?"

Wu Changkong raised an eyebrow and his tone turned cold again, "Your talent is there, but you've used it terribly. The Shadow Dragon Dagger excels at attacking, and the Light Dragon Blade excels at breaking through defenses. One is agile, and the other is strong, with both elements present."

Xie Xie's mind was really a bit blank, because Xie Xie in the original work didn't have any strong offensive talent, did he?

Wu Changkong stood up and took a step forward, his voice low but carrying an undeniable authority:

"Your talent cannot be wasted. Others only have one path to take, but you have two."

"The speed of the Agility type combined with the explosive power of the Power type, if used properly, few in the same rank can withstand a single blow from you."

Xie Xie was both surprised and delighted. It turned out that he really was a talented player.

"Don't think that having talent means you can be complacent."

Wu Changkong saw through Xie Xie's little scheme at a glance and said coldly, "Talent that isn't used is just trash. Since you're the strongest in the class, my expectations for you will naturally be the highest as well."

"Capable of being both agile and powerful, fast and decisive!"

"These eight words are the core of your training from now on, understand?!"

"I understand!!" Xie Xie straightened his chest and raised his head.

"Alright, let's get down to business." Wu Changkong sat down in his chair again. "Our academy has a promotion tournament where lower-ranked classes can challenge higher-ranked classes."

"for example."

"If we defeat Class 4, we will become Class 4. And so on, we can keep challenging ourselves to move up."

"So you two need to work together to make our class the best in the first year!"

"We will give you two special training every day until we reach our goal!"

"Of course, after becoming a first-grade class, you can continue to challenge and win against higher-grade classes. There will be a reward for the first win of each challenge against a higher-grade class."

"No problem!" Xie Xie patted his chest and took the lead, "It's just Class 1 of the first year, right? I guarantee I'll complete the task!"

This time, Wu Changkong did not refute Xie Xie.

After answering Tang Wulin's questions, the two left Wu Changkong's office.

Walking back to the dormitory, Xie Xie put his hands behind his head, let out a long sigh, and exclaimed with relief, "What a tense and exciting day!"

"Um... Xie Xie!"

Tang Wulin suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Xie Xie's clothes.

Xie Xie turned around, "What's wrong?"

Tang Wulin took a deep breath, then said with utmost seriousness, "I will absolutely not hold you back in the promotion tournament!"

"Is that all?" Xie Xie raised an eyebrow.

Immediately, Xie Xie skillfully hooked his arm around Tang Wulin's neck, "What I'm saying is, there's no need to underestimate yourself like that. If a fight really breaks out, even if Class One comes, they'll be in for a world of hurt!"

No joke, the most powerful boss among the East China Sea F4 hasn't even made an appearance yet!

Tang Wulin was caught off guard by Xie Xie's embrace, and his whole body stiffened for a moment. The tips of his ears turned slightly red, but he let Xie Xie hold him.

Xie Xie didn't notice anything unusual about him at all; on the contrary, he became more and more enthusiastic as he talked.

"Besides, your Blue Silver Grass and my Light Dragon Dagger are both evolving for the better, so why are we afraid of those little punks?"

Moreover, he possesses talents that Xie Xie in the original work did not have, and his martial soul has evolved ahead of time, with the top-tier martial soul, the Time-Space Dragon, just around the corner! What's there to be afraid of!

Xie Xie declared: I fight, I fight, I kill, I kill!

Tang Wulin replied softly, "I...I understand...Let's work together."

"That's more like it, bro!"

After another round of playful banter, Tang Wulin took the lead in saying goodbye and heading to the Forging Masters Association, while Xie Xie chose to return directly to his dormitory to meditate.

When Xie Xie felt his soul power reach its peak, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The next instant, all the surrounding scenery vanished, replaced by a boundless, clear, and empty void.

"This is... my spiritual sea?"

Just as Xie Xie murmured to himself, a soft yet dazzling golden light suddenly shone in front of him.

Amidst the light, a small and exquisite dragon-shaped figure slowly emerged.

It was a light dragon only the size of a palm, its entire body formed from pure golden light particles. Its horns were exquisite, its scales shimmered with iridescent light, and its eyes were bright and moist, exuding a strong sense of intimacy.

As soon as the little guy appeared, he locked onto Xie Xie and let out a soft, delicate, childlike dragon roar, like the gentle tinkling of a wind chime.

The next second, the little guy gently flapped its wings.

It darted to Xie Xie and circled him happily several times.

One moment she would rub her little head against his cheek, the next she would hang on his shoulder, rubbing her wet longan against his earlobe, snuggling and nuzzling him affectionately.

Xie Xie subconsciously reached out his hand.

The little one immediately settled obediently in his palm, curling up into a ball, gently rubbing its head against his fingertips, making a soft, soothing sound.