Chapter 99 - The Eve Of The First Grades Decisive Battle (2/2)

“Teacher, then will it just be us two in the match tonight?” asked Xie Xie.

Wu Zhangkong shot him a glance. “It'll just be the two of you.”

“Yes.”

Xie Xie and Gu Yue returned to cla.s.s with hearts full of worry and a sour mood. Although the difference between a two versus two battle and a three versus three battle seemed small, and that Tang Wulin was the weakest one among them, they were already accustomed to fighting as a team of three. Without Tang Wulin, it felt as though they were lacking something.

Their afternoon cla.s.ses flew by quickly. Maybe it was because the week-long hurricane had stifled the students for too long, but when they were dismissed today, many of them gathered at the field. In fact, there were even some teachers present. They were all there to watch the match today.

“Have you heard? This year's Cla.s.s Promotion Tournament is full of prodigies! Cla.s.s five has actually been having triumph after triumph and have already won three matches! Who knows if this dark horse will continue until the end, though.”

“Stop dreaming. Don't you know how frightening this year's cla.s.s one is? They're reputed to be the strongest new students in all of the academy's history. Their cla.s.s actually has three Soul Grandmasters with powerful martial souls! In comparison, the three partic.i.p.ants from cla.s.s five are merely one ringed Soul Masters. With a gap between their soul skills and soul power, they don't stand even a chance. I really want to see how far cla.s.s one can advance in this tournament. I heard that all of the cla.s.ses in the second grade are presently feeling the pressure of a great mountain upon their backs. Hehe.”

Students continuously broke into discussion one after another while the teachers soon arrived in a group.

The teacher in charge of the first grade's cla.s.s four, Kong Hanwen, had his gaze stuck to the crowd the whole time, searching for something with a grim expression.

“Teacher Kong, what are you looking for?” The teacher in charge of cla.s.s three, Ye Yingrong, suspiciously asked him.

Kong Hanwen answered, “I'm looking for that b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Wu Zhangkong. Isn't he just too arrogant? I want to see if his students can truly prevail today.” Kong Hanwen held back a sigh within his heart. After all, his cla.s.s had been beaten by Tang Wulin's trio, meaning that he was now in charge of the lowest cla.s.s of the grade.

Ye Yingrong let out a gentle sigh. “That's right! This year's cla.s.s one is simply too powerful. I don't think anyone in the second grade can face them either. Even the second grade's cla.s.s one only has two Soul Grandmasters right now. I think this year's cla.s.s one will definitely be able to battle all the way until the third grade in this tournament.”

Kong Hanwen sneered but remained silent. His purpose for coming today was to see how that Icily Arrogant Prince Charming's face would look after his students lost.

“They're here,” Ye Yingrong said in a hushed tone.

Kong Hanwen followed her gaze and sure enough, Wu Zhangkong stood with the rest of cla.s.s five, looking towards the stage. Behind him were two of his impressive disciples, Xie Xie and Gu Yue.

What astonished Kong Hanwen, however, was that the pretty boy was nowhere to be found. He seemed to recall that the student's name was Tang Wulin.

Right when Wu Zhangkong appeared with his cla.s.s, an uproar began on the other side.

The students quickly parted to make a path.

A female teacher in her late twenties lead the way enthusiastically. She looked exceptionally similar to Ye Yingrong, with at least sixty percent of their features being the same. She was even a bit prettier than Ye Yingrong, but had an air of arrogance to her.

Following behind her were the highly acclaimed, most powerful new students of cla.s.s one in recent history. Leading the cla.s.s was a trio of three boys. On the left was the one Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue had met previously, Wei Xiaofeng.

In the middle was a tall youth who seemed calm in comparison to Wei Xiaofeng's arrogance. He had a maturity that surpa.s.sed that of his peers. On his other side was an extremely thin boy, as if he was made of only skin and bones. He carried an expression full of gloom and iciness. Even his aura was gloomy. In fact, he was so gloomy that no one walked behind him. It seemed that no one wanted to even approach him.

The two parties a.s.sembled on opposite sides of each other on the stage, waiting for the match to begin.

Ye Yingrong took brisk steps to the side of that female teacher and greeted in a soft voice, “Big sister.”

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