Chapter 55 Shouldn't There Be a Reward?
mmer handle pressed into the soft flesh and calluses of his palm, gripping it firmly.Taking a deep breath, he half-turned and suddenly swung the forging hammer. All his strength seemed to be concentra...Happy New Year! Here, Tang wishes all Tangmen readers a year full of joy and prosperity every day, good health, and everything goes well. In the new year, may your family be happy and prosperous. Tangmen Forever!
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Yes, Tang Wulin was doing just that now. In his eyes, Xie Xie wasn't a person anymore, but a piece of metal being forged by him. His heart gradually entered that ethereal state during the forging process. Xie Xie's originally dazzling movements seemed to slow down, and everything appeared to have a discernible pattern.
The thousand-tempered steel hammer swung out in this situation, twice in a row, blocking Xie Xie's attacks.
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Before Xie Xie could launch his third attack, he felt a gust of wind hit him head-on. Tang Wulin struck again with a hammer blow that, even from the piercing sound it made as it cut through the air, was clearly incredibly heavy.
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Xie Xie dodged hastily, but Tang Wulin had already spread his twin hammers, smashing towards him like a storm. For a moment, the whistling wind of the hammers stirred up dust on the ground, forcing Xie Xie to retreat step by step.
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Guangling's dagger didn't dare to clash head-on. He was a nimble and offensive Soul Master, even if the opponent relied solely on brute strength, his Soul Power wasn't fully unleashed. In terms of sheer power, there was a significant difference.
With a flash of his figure, Xie Xie instantly retreated, creating distance between himself and Tang Wulin. Tang Wulin didn't pursue; in fact, he couldn't have caught up even if he tried. He subconsciously stopped his double hammers, but his eyes remained narrowed, still fixated on Xie Xie.
"Damn it!" Xie Xian cursed inwardly. His eyes began to sharpen.
Taking a deep breath, Xie Xian's expression became solemn. He moved his right hand, which held the Guanglong dagger, slightly to the side, and simultaneously raised his left hand. His entire demeanor suddenly changed, becoming even more imposing in an instant.
His toes barely grazed the ground before he launched himself into the air once more. This time, a faint afterimage trailed behind him as he moved, his speed at least thirty percent faster than before.
Driven by his aura, Tang Wulin swung both hammers simultaneously!
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Xie Xie soared through the air, his right hand holding a Light Dragon Dagger as he gently tapped it against Tang Wulin's Thousand Forged Steel Hammer. With this leverage, he flipped over, and instantly his left hand swiped towards Tang Wulin.
With a soft "poof," a bloodstain appeared on Tang Wulin's back.
A sharp pain suddenly pulled Tang Wulin out of his ethereal state. He stumbled, a searing pain erupting on his back. At the same time, a surge of heat flowed instantly from his spine.
Tang Wulin wasn't surprised, but rather delighted. Golden scales were about to appear
It really takes an attack to trigger the appearance of scales, doesn't it
But, the moment he steadied himself, the surge of heat within him quietly dissipated. It didn't flare up with the same intense heat as last time, directly manifesting into golden scales and overwhelming power.
"Stop!" The dance master, Wu Changkong, appeared in their midst at an unknown point and called a halt to the match.
"Greetings, Triumphant Encounter!"
Xie Xie let out a breath, his eyes flashing with a hint of pride. He had finally won! He had actually won once! Tears welled up in his eyes. But that strange golden scale from the other man hadn't appeared. Did he want to conceal his strength Or was it truly as he claimed, that he couldn't control the golden scale himself
Wuchangkong said to Xie Xie, "You are responsible for compensating Tang Wulin a school uniform."
"Uh…" Didn't I win Shouldn't there be a reward Xie Xie only felt darkness before his eyes. Why did this Tang Wulin always make me lose money!
Why!
Looking around at all the students, the dance master said coldly, "The competition is over. Do you know what feeling you gave me"
"It's impossible to carve wood that has already rotted!" The aloof male god answered himself directly.
“No wonder you were put in Class 5, you are all trash. But even if you are a piece of scrap metal, I will forge you into steel. You all saw the competition just now, what was Tang Wulin's martial soul The universally recognized trash martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, but he made it to the finals and almost won.”
"It's me who won, isn't it!" Xie Xian felt a mixture of grief and anger in his heart. How could he have lost to me like this
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Wuchangkong didn't care what they thought, and continued, "He relies on more than just Blue Silver Grass. He also has physical abilities. Perhaps some people think that physical strength is useful only at this stage, and when everyone's soul power increases and has more soul skills, it will be useless. But I tell you, you don't even have the qualifications to think about things like soul skills. Ask yourselves, how many of you can reach the level of having a second soul ring How many of you can have more soul skills Your body is your own, and what can a strong physique do"
"Soul power is no longer the basic requirement for becoming a mecha pilot. Powerful energy storage soul conductors allow ordinary people to become mecha pilots as well. However, a strong physique is definitely the foundation of a mecha pilot. Without a good body, you will not be able to withstand the impact inside the mecha and high-intensity combat. Therefore, considering your own weak spirit power, starting from tomorrow, our class will conduct physical training. Every morning will be physical training, and every afternoon will be theoretical knowledge. Today's morning lesson is over here. As for today's competition, think about it carefully after you go back. The afternoon theory class will teach meditation. Dismissed!"
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This was the longest speech the cold and aloof male god had given since becoming their homeroom teacher. There wasn't any teaching involved, just stating facts. Whether it was about them being trash or announcing the special ability training, his tone was absolutely certain.
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"Xie Xie, Tang Wulin, the two of you come with me." With that final sentence, Wu Changkong turned and walked toward the teaching building.
Shall we be giving out rewards Xie Xian's eyes lit up instantly. Before coming to the academy, he had heard that competitions held within the academy usually came with rewards, and those rewards were pretty good. He was the champion, the champion of Class Five. With Teacher Wu being so powerful, what kind of reward would there be His mind had already begun to daydream.
Wu Changkong led the two of them to his office. His office was pitiful, only ten square meters in size. Besides a desk, a bookshelf, and a chair, there wasn't much else to fit in.
"Just now when I was trash, you two were included too!" The first words from the aloof male god made Xie Xio's good mood disappear instantly.
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Shouldn't there be some kind of reward At least a little encouragement, right
Wu Changkong looked at Tang Wulin, "Your performance today is still decent, but you haven't fully utilized your advantages. Your Blue Silver Grass must be mutated, tougher than ordinary ones. But your soul power is too weak, you can't hold out for long. In this situation, as long as your opponent's soul power is higher than yours, you have little chance. What's with those hammers of yours"
Tang Wulin said helplessly, "I've learned blacksmithing."ed the essence of the Soul of the Staff, a unique understanding belonging only to Qian Gu Zhenting himself. 。To become a Spirit Conduit, to be chosen by the Eternal East Wind as the future heir, the p...