Chapter 20: Tang Wulin suffers from school bullying?
Seeing that Nan Fusheng did not refute his words, Wu Zhangkong raised his eyebrows. Most boys of this age are competitive, and Nan Fusheng's personality is rare. However, he did not say much, but just said lightly: "Okay, let's get down to business."

Xie Xie was cheered up. Are rewards going to be given out?
"Every new school year, the academy will have a competition, both for the intermediate and senior departments. We have six grades in the intermediate department, and all of them will participate. The competition is called the promotion competition."

"Promotional tournament?" Tang Wulin's eyes showed confusion.

Wu Zhangkong said: "The so-called promotion competition starts with the weakest class, and students are selected to participate in the challenge. Class 5 challenges Class 4, and so on. If the challenge is won, the class prefixes are exchanged. In other words, if we beat Class 4, then we will no longer be the bottom class, Class 5 of Grade 1, but Class 4 of Grade 1. The lower-ranked classes confirm the number of challengers, and after winning, they can continue to challenge forward until they lose the game, from Grade 1 to Grade 6. The highest title they can get is Class 1 of the grade. If they continue to challenge higher-grade classes and win, there will be rewards for each first victory in the cross-level challenge."

Xie Xie asked: “That means our class was the first to initiate the challenge?” Among all six grades, there were five classes in the first grade, and Class 5 ranked last. In other words, in the entire intermediate department, their class was at the bottom.

“Yes!” Wu Zhangkong nodded. “For the class, this is a battle of honor. At the same time, if you can challenge opponents of higher levels, the rewards will be very generous.”

Xie Xie said proudly: "No problem, Teacher Wu, just leave it to me. I will fight all the way up, maybe I can challenge the sixth grade directly."

Wu Zhangkong snorted disdainfully, "You were just defeated by Nan Fusheng, and now you've forgotten the pain. The minimum number of participants is two.

Besides, do you really think that twin martial spirits are invincible? Do you know who can be selected into the first class? In this world, there is no shortage of geniuses, although many geniuses die. However, in the intermediate department, your talent can only be considered average. "

After hearing what Wu Changkong said, Xie Xie was speechless for a moment. There was nothing he could do, since he had indeed lost.

"And who said that the minimum number of participants is two, and that only two people can participate?"

When Xie Xie heard Wu Changkong's words, he had a bad guess in his mind. He turned his head in shock and looked at Tang Wulin, "Teacher, you don't mean to let us compete with him, do you?"

Nan Fusheng just wanted to say, when did it become just the two of us? Are we familiar with each other?

Wu Zhangkong leaned back in his chair and suddenly acted very generous, "You can have a better choice if you want."

"I..." Xie Xie wanted to say, I won't go with him. But after thinking about it, he couldn't say anything when he recalled those students who had terrible abilities in the class competition, not to mention Nan Fusheng who defeated him.

In any case, the guy in front of him had defeated him twice before, and he also had the mysterious power of golden scales.

Wu Zhangkong said: "The competition will be held in a month. Therefore, starting from tomorrow, in addition to class, I will conduct special training for the three of you every night. The task I have set for you is very simple. Let us The name of the class becomes Grade 1, Class 1."

Tang Wulin asked subconsciously: "Then what if we fail to do it?"

"Haha!" Wu Zhangkong smiled. He was already very handsome, and this smile made Tang Wulin and Xie Xie dazed. However, while they were dazed, they also felt a chill rising from their tailbone, chilling them to the bone.

Walking out of Wu Changkong's office, Nan Fusheng had a blank expression on his face, while Tang Wulin had a smile on his face. Although it was because other students were not good enough, at least he was selected to represent the class in the competition. This was the honor of a soul master. Had he finally taken a step in the world of soul masters? In addition to Teacher Mangtian, Teacher Wu also said that he had hope.

"Hey!" Xie Xie called him coldly.

Tang Wulin turned his head and looked at him, "What are you doing? I will fight you again. I won't eat your meal for nothing." Xie Xie was stunned for a moment. Doesn't this guy love money? Actually...

“That’s not what I want to say. I want to tell you not to hold me back in the competition in a month.” Xie Xie said proudly.

Tang Wulin sighed softly, "Does your face still hurt?"

Nan Fusheng also sighed like Tang Wulin, "Does your face still hurt?" When Xie Xie fell to the ground after Nan Fusheng stole his consciousness, his face hit the ground first.

The pride on Xie Xie’s face froze instantly, and his fists clenched tightly.

Tang Wulin patted his shoulder and said, "I have to go out tonight. I'll play with you tomorrow night."

After hearing what Tang Wulin said, Xie Xie pointed his finger at Nan Fusheng, "I don't accept today's match. If you have the guts, don't use that spirit skill this time. Fight me head-on."

Hearing this, Nan Fusheng was immediately amused. "Okay, I can not use that soul skill, but you have to not use soul power in return. You are a spirit master of the agility attack system, and you want me, a spirit master of the control system, to fight you head-on? Have you forgotten what Teacher Wu just said?"

After hearing this, Xie Xie didn't know how to refute. After all, what others said did make sense.

Nan Fusheng ignored him and went straight to the cafeteria, while Tang Wulin went to the senior department.

After lunch, we continued with the afternoon classes.

The meditation technique taught by Wu Changkong was indeed much more complicated than that taught in the junior college, but the effect was obviously better. It was said to be a simplified version of the super meditation technique derived from the legendary Shrek College on the mainland.

Under the pressure of Wu Changkong's cold gaze, the students learned very quickly. In one afternoon, basically everyone had mastered the basic operation methods.

The next morning.

Nan Fusheng finished his training and walked towards the dormitory building with Wang Ba and the other two. Before they reached the gate, he saw a group of senior students surrounding a man.

School bullying?

Nan Fusheng was in no mood to meddle in other people's business until he saw a figure rushing out from the group of senior students. It was Tang Wulin!
Just as Tang Wulin was about to break out of the encirclement, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him silently, followed by a strong light. Nan Fusheng, who was watching, couldn't help but squint his eyes, and his skin felt a little stinging.
Tang Wulin, who was facing the attack head-on, felt as if his body was on fire. His forward speed suddenly slowed down. With a cold snort and a pain in his chest, he was kicked and fell back into the previous encirclement.

Seeing this scene, Nan Fusheng knew that the time had come for him to take action. No matter if it was to win Tang Wulin's favor or because they were both classmates in Class 5, he should take action out of both emotion and reason. Otherwise, if Wu Changkong found out later, he would definitely be criticized and might even be put on record.

(End of this chapter)