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The typhoon that hit the city of East Sea came very suddenly, causing a huge impact on the entire city. Shops were unable to operate, schools could not conduct classes, and transportation was paralyzed in a short period of time. The various departments of the Administrative Office were all busy working non-stop.

The typhoon lasted for a whole week. At its strongest, it was powerful enough to uproot even large trees, and many buildings were damaged.

Fortunately, everything is over now.

After the typhoon, the air in Donghai City was exceptionally fresh, with a hint of moisture. Sunlight bathed the land, and occasionally, one could even see the gleam of rainbows at the edge of the sky. The sky was a vast expanse of cloudless blue.

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"What's wrong with this guy He hasn't responded at all. His communicator seems to be out of power, I can't get through." Xie Xihe at this time had no mood to appreciate the scenery outside the window, sitting in the teacher's seat, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

The reason is very simple, Tang Wulin disappeared.

Over these past few days, under the guidance of Master Wu Changkong, Tai Feng had been diligently cultivating and finally achieved a breakthrough. After his breakthrough, the first thing he thought of was to share this good news with his best friend. But who would have known, Tang Wulin's soul guiding communication couldn't get through.

More importantly, classes have already begun to resume, but Tang Wulin simply hasn't shown up at all. There's no clue as to where he's gone.

Class is starting, which also means that after-school promotion battles will resume. They will face their formidable enemy, Grade One Class One! They are said to be the strongest new generation class in history!

Tang Wulin, what on earth is going on with you

"Do you know where his studio is Maybe we could go find him at lunchtime" Gu Yue also furrowed her brows, worry in her eyes.

Xie Xun wryly smiled and said, "Why would I have any interest in blacksmithing How would I know where his studio is! Besides, he contacted me himself, he'd be at the studio if he was there. There's no reason for him to encounter any problems! Why hasn't there been any news from him until now Did he forget the time"

Gu Yue frowned, “Do you know anything At noon we’re going to the Blacksmiths' Association. Perhaps they have a record of where his workshop is.”

Xie Xie, rarely met with a rebuttal from Gu Yue's words, nodded and said: "This is a good way, we'll go there later."

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Until lunchtime, Tang Wulin still didn't show up. Xie and Gu Yue went to find Wu Changkong and asked for leave, then flew out of the school grounds and headed straight for the Blacksmith Association.

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But half an hour later, when they walked out of the blacksmith's association, they all had gloomy faces.

The blacksmith association's reply was simple: any registered forge information within the association was confidential and couldn't be leaked. Unless they had official special authorization. And regarding Tang Wulin's data, the confidentiality level was higher than that of ordinary blacksmiths.

"What should we do now Should we ask Teacher Wu to apply for official permission and then ask about his address" Gu Yue asked Xie Xie.

Xie Xie chuckled bitterly: “It’s too late for that! Official permits aren't that easy to handle, they always take time. Today is definitely not possible. Our evening match, I'm afraid we can only rely on the two of us. Wulin isn't an unreliable person! He must have encountered something, otherwise he wouldn't skip school."

Gu Yue's pretty face lifted, her brows tightly furrowed, "Let's go back first. No matter what, we should ask Teacher Wu to apply for official permission first. Safety comes before anything else, especially when it comes to Wulin."

"Uh huh."

"Official permission" Wuchangkong looked at the two disciples in front of him. His already cold face became even more gloomy.

Tang Wulin hasn't come to class yet, and he can't be found even after searching.

"Alright, you guys go back to class first. I know." Wuchangkong said coldly.

"Teacher, will just the two of us be going up for the competition tonight" Xie Xi asked.

Wu Changkong glanced at them, "Just the two of you."

"Yes."

Xie Xie and Gu Yue returned to the class with heavy hearts. Both of them were in a bad mood. Although they knew that two-on-two and three-on-three weren't vastly different, Tang Wulin was still the weakest link among their trio, yet they had grown accustomed to this team. Without Tang Wulin, something always felt missing.

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The afternoon class went by quickly. Perhaps because of the typhoon that had kept the junior students cooped up for a week, as soon as school let out, a large crowd gathered on the playground, including students and teachers alike, all waiting to watch this year’s final promotion match.

“Did you hear This year's promotion game is really strange! Class Five of Grade One, the bottom-ranked class, actually made it all the way to the finals after winning three games in a row. Maybe this dark horse could make it all the way”

"Don't dream. Do you know how terrifying the first year class is this year Being hailed as the strongest freshman class in history isn't just for show. They have three students who are already at the level of a Second Ring Soul Master, and what's even more important is that their soul skills are incredibly powerful. Those three contestants from Year One Class Five are only at the First Ring level. There's a huge difference in quality – they lack a soul skill and their soul power is also weaker. They don't stand a chance. I actually want to see how far this freshman class can go in the upcoming promotion exams. Listen, every class in Year Two is feeling intimidated. Hehe."

Students buzzed with excitement, and teachers gathered at the edge of the competition field.

Teacher Kong Hanwen, the head teacher of Grade One Class Four, kept his eyes scanning the crowd, a sneer constantly playing on his lips.

"Teacher Kong, what are you looking at" Year one, Class Three head teacher Ye Yingrong asked in confusion.

Kong Hanwen said, “I’m looking for that fellow Wu Changkong. Isn't he arrogant I want to see how his students can possibly defeat a whole class.”Kong Hanwen had been holding back his anger ever since their class was defeated by Tang Wulin and the others. Being at the bottom of the year meant great shame, and it would be a huge stain on his evaluation in the academy!

"Indeed! This year's Class One is truly formidable. I think even the other classes in Year Two would struggle to compete with them. Year Two Class One currently only has two students who have just broken through to the Second Ring. I estimate they will definitely be able to challenge the Year Three class in the promotion competition."

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Kong Hanwen sneered and remained silent. His purpose here was to see what expression the so-called aloof male god would have after his students lost the competition.

"Here she comes." Ye Sakura whispered.

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Kong Hanwen followed her gaze and saw that, surrounded by the students of Class 1-5, Wu Changkong was walking at the front, heading towards the competition stage. Behind him were his two proud disciples, Xie Xihe and Gu Yue.

But to Kong Hanwen's surprise, he didn't see the particularly handsome male student. It seemed his name was Tang Wulin.

Just as the headmaster Wu Changkong brought Class 5 of Year One to the periphery of the venue, on the other side, there was also a commotion.

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Leading the way was a young female teacher who looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Her features bore at least a six out of ten resemblance to Ye Yingrong, but even prettier, with an air of pride in her eyes that Ye Yingrong lacked.

Following behind her were the students of Year One Class One, renowned as the strongest freshman class in years. Leading the way were three male students. On the left was Wei Feng, who had previously clashed with Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.

In the middle walked a tall young man. Compared to Wei Feng's arrogance, he seemed very calm and mature beyond his years. On his other side stood an extremely thin boy, seeming to be nothing but bone. His eyes were somewhat cold, and his whole body emanated a gloomy aura, so much so that there weren't any students following him, as if no one wanted to get close to him.

Both sides gathered on either side of the court, awaiting the start of the promotion match.

Yasaki walked quickly to the female teacher's side and whispered, "Sister."s blue hair. 。The golden dragon armor on his body, the moon language battle suit, all had an extra layer of faint blue-gold sheen. 。He could clearly feel that it was the change produced under the infu...