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Three years later. Hongshan Academy.
Wan Yunchao wriggled his chubby body to Tang Wulin's side and whispered, "Wulin, listen, Zhou Shaolong broke through to level ten and is going to buy a Soul Spirit tonight. What about you Last time you were with me, you were already at level nine, weren't you We're almost graduating! If you don't reach level ten after graduation, you'll have to go home and train by yourself. Without a recommendation letter from the school, it will be much harder to get into a mid-level academy afterwards."
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Three years had passed, and Tang Wulin had changed greatly.
He was originally 1.2 meters tall, but now he is over 1.4 meters, several centimeters taller than his peers. He has an average build, not fat nor thin, and doesn't look particularly strong. As he gets older, his features become more handsome, especially those clear black eyes, which are mesmerizing. Although his martial soul is only Blue Silver Grass, he is still very popular at the Red Mountain Academy.
Wàn Yún Chāo was the fat guy Tang Wǔlín had met when he first entered the academy. He looked down on Tang Wǔlín at first, but after Tang Wǔlín took him down and beat him up one time when he tried to bully him, he became obedient.
In the situation where everyone didn't have soul skills and their soul power levels were relatively close, Tang Wulin's strength undoubtedly played a crucial role. Although he didn't look very muscular, he once effortlessly lifted Wan Yunchao over his head, scaring him so much that Wawa's Greatsword has since been haunted by the memory.
Of the dozen or so students in this year's Spirit Master Class, six have already reached the tenth level of soul power. This allows them to advance from Soul Apprentice, the lowest rank of a soul master, to become official soul masters. Of course, this is contingent upon possessing their own spirit.
Three years of study at the junior academy was almost complete, and upon reaching the intermediate academy, soul masters would be specially categorized and attend specialized academies. A city like Ao Lai Cheng did not have a soul master intermediate academy, and intermediate-sized cities' soul master intermediate academies required possessing a soul spirit to be eligible for enrollment.
Wan Yunchao was one of the six students whose soul power reached level ten. He achieved level ten before graduating from the primary academy, which meant he could receive a recommendation letter from the academy and enter the intermediate academy much easier. This proved his talent; if someone only reached level ten after they turned ten, entering the intermediate academy would require them to take more exams.
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"I think I'm about done for now. I feel like I've hit a wall." Tang Wulin said with a smile.
His cultivation speed even surprised his homeroom teacher, Lin Ximeng. He went from a third-level soul power to a tenth-level in just three years. This wasn't particularly fast among soul masters, at most it could only be considered average.
But, his spirit was Blue Silver Grass! Such a useless spirit. It wasn't slow to cultivate to level ten within three years. Although it was far from those talents, it was also mid-range in the class.
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After multiple guidance sessions, Lin XiMeng discovered that Tang Wulin had a natural talent for meditation. He could easily sense the energy molecules most suitable for him in the air and was incredibly focused during his practice. Later, she vaguely understood why Tang Wulin's cultivation speed was faster than his peers. It was highly likely that his mental strength was stronger than that of children his age, which led to this phenomenon.
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It is an honor for a homeroom teacher to have one more student reach level 10 before graduation, and it also means a bonus. So, towards the end of the last school year, Lin Ximeng paid much attention to Tang Wulin, often giving him individual guidance. Tang Wulin did not disappoint her either. With half a month left until graduation, he had successfully reached the peak of level 9, just one step away from level 10. Once he took this step, he could enter the true realm of a soul master by fusing his spirit.
A soul master without a soul spirit is not much stronger than an ordinary person, but becoming a soul master and possessing their own soul spirit and soul techniques is a completely different world.
"Come on, come on, maybe we'll both get into the same intermediate academy!" Wan Yunchao chuckled. "Don't bully you now, when you have a soul spirit, we'll fight again, and then see who beats who."
Tang Wulin glanced at him, slung his backpack over his shoulder and stood up. “Dream on,” he said. Of course, he wouldn't tell Wan Yunchao how powerful he was now.
Arriving at the school gates, Tang Wulin didn't rush to leave. Instead, he stood outside the gate, waiting.
In a short time, a sliver of silver light darted out from the Comprehensive Teaching Building.
"Na'er, slow down, don't fall." Tang Wulin said with doting.
Nale remained a silver-haired girl with short hair. Over three years, her changes were minimal, just a little taller than before. She was still as beautiful and adorable as ever, but no matter how you looked at it, she and Tang Wulin didn't seem like they were only a year apart in age. She looked like a tiny girl who wouldn't grow up.
"Brother. I want to eat lollipop." Na'er hugged Tang Wulin's arm and smiled cheekily.
"Okay, let's go buy it. Then brother will send you home and go back to the store." Tang Wulin rubbed her head.
Students walking home from school no longer paid any attention to the pair.
On the day of her awakening in her second year at the Tang family, Nali created a miracle. This miracle wasn't because her Martial Soul was particularly powerful, but rather because she didn't have a Martial Soul at all. This was an extremely rare occurrence throughout the history of the entire continent.
Without a soul, one could only enter the academy for normal studies.
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Natalie was beautiful, which made her female classmates jealous and the male classmates curious. Because of this, Tang Wulin had fought with many people. One time, he was surrounded by a group of male classmates. He couldn't beat them alone, so he used his body to protect Natalie. In the end, he was covered in wounds, but Natalie only had a little bit of dirt on her.
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Second, Tang Wulin found the instigator and fought him fiercely until he was scared out of his wits and dared not bully Na'er again. Because it happened in the Soul Master class, he didn't receive too severe a punishment. He became famous after this battle, and no one at Red Mountain Academy dared to bully Na'er ever again.
Starting at the age of eight, Tang Wulin acted like a man, taking on the responsibility of picking up and dropping off his younger sister from school.
After buying snacks and sending his younger sister home, Tang Wulin, who had put down his school bag, changed into a work uniform that was slightly oily but very thick. He then stepped out of the house again.
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