t have fallen for you. Since she joined our class, she's been the one initiating conversations with you. And now she's giving you buns... I think she's smitten."Tang Wulin said helplessly, "You're onl...But!
As expected, but...
The instructor, Wu Changkong, said coldly, "The five of you share a common problem, one that the upcoming practical lessons will address. That is, your combat experience and skills are severely lacking. I'm not saying you lack experience in using your Soul Spirits or Soul Techniques. While that area needs improvement as well, it's not the biggest issue. What you truly lack is basic combat ability when you're not using your Soul Spirits."
Basic combat ability Does a Soul Master need that Aren't Soul Masters supposed to just reach their combat goals by releasing Soul Techniques
Besides Tang Wulin's thoughtful expression, the other four people showed a hint of unconcern on their faces.
"Don't you think my basic combat capabilities are meaningless"
Gu Yue said, "Yes, Master Wu. My ability is elemental control. In battle, I just need to continuously use elements to suppress my opponents, whether it's a single enemy or a group of enemies. As long as the elements I control are powerful enough, I can end the fight. Basic combat abilities seem meaningless to me. What I should focus on is improving my soul power and mental strength."
The dancer's head is empty.
“If that’s what you believe, then let’s have a test. Gu Yue, come out too. You and Tang Wulin attack me together. I won’t use any soul skills, and I’ll suppress my soul power to the same level as yours, around level thirteen or so. See if you can defeat me. Oh, and activate your martial souls as well.”
On one side, the dance master turned from the platform and picked up a teaching whip before returning to the center.
Gu Yue had already stepped forward at this time, arriving beside Tang Wulin. At the same level, it wasn't even applicable to use soul skills Not even their martial souls were used This is too much of a look down on people, right
Tang Wulin and Gu Yue looked at each other, both taking a few steps back. They created some distance between themselves and Wu Changkong. At the same time, they released their martial souls.
"Come on." The dance instructor waved his staff casually.
Tang Wulin took the lead. He was best at strength, of course he had to exert his advantage in this area. As he charged towards Wu Changkong, his Blue Silver Grass surged out, swarming from all directions towards Wu Changkong.
Gu Yue followed closely behind, her hands moving in tandem. From the vast spectrum of her elemental control, she unleashed a flurry of wind blades at an astonishing speed – seven razor-sharp projectiles that whizzed from unexpected angles, encircling Wu Changkong and cutting off all his potential escape routes.
Suppressing soul power also means that Teacher Wu's speed will be greatly restricted, while Tang Wulin and Gu Yue... In a sense, both are soul masters who combine strong offense with control. Even if they can't win at the start, as long as they control Wu Changkong and confine him within a certain range, then the possibility of winning the battle will become much greater.
For several months, the two cultivated together. Though they didn't communicate verbally, they understood each other to some extent and cooperated quite well.
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Wu Changkong stood still, raising only his right hand. The staff in his hand whipped out, in his grasp it was no different from a sword.
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All anyone saw was the dance master's wrist tremble. The whip had already transformed into a blur of shadows.
The first to reach Wu Changkong was a barrage of wind blades. However, strangely enough, as these wind blades entered the range of Wu Changkong's staff, they instantly dissipated into streams of air.
Then came Tang Wulin's vine. The Blue Silver Grass vines covered him root by root, but as soon as they approached, it was as if something was blocking them, causing them to scatter and unable to get within a meter of Chang Long's body.
Tang Wulin and Gu Yue's faces changed at the same time.
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Gu Yue felt the tip of Wu Changkong's whip landing precisely on the core of her wind blades each time. It disrupted the flow of Feng Ren's wind element, causing her wind blades to shatter.
And Tang Wulin felt even more strange. His Blue Silver Grass vines released, like a series of spiritual snakes. But, with every strike of his father's whip, it landed precisely on the "snake's" weak point, hindering the transmission of his soul power to the front line. Not only were his attacks blocked, but his Blue Silver Grass' ability to regenerate was also severely limited.
What on earth is going on
Gumu Yue raised her hand, and several fireballs shot out again. Her staff was made of wood; perhaps the effect of the Fire element would be better. At this moment, Tang Wulin had also arrived in front of Wu Changkong.
With his right hand, he lunged forward, aiming for the dancing figure's chest. At his deliberate urging, golden scales instantly covered his right arm.
Through previous experiments, Tang Wulin had a rough understanding of his Golden Dragon King power. Those golden scales couldn't just be for show, right Besides increasing strength, they would definitely offer some defensive boost as well. That's why he chose to directly attack Wu Changkong with his right hand.
"Bang!" Wuchangkong's teaching whip directly struck Tang Wulin's wrist, which was shimmering with a faint golden light.
The teaching whip snapped, Tang Wulin's wrist only moved slightly, but the momentum remained unchanged, still reaching towards Wu Changkong's chest.
Although it seemed like the attack hadn't worked, the dance master remained calm, taking a subtle step back. Though it only appeared to be a single step backward, he effortlessly widened the distance between himself and Tang Wulin, dodging the fiery orbs in the process.
What shocked the students even more was that during the chaotic fight, the teacher didn't forget to strike a few times, scattering those balls of fire and preventing them from reaching the classroom. This swordsmanship could simply be described as divine!
The whip stabbed out again, Tang Wulin's elbow throbbed with pain as his right arm bent slightly. He felt a force trying to pierce his arm, but only a faint sensation, and that force ultimately failed to penetrate the scales and dissipated on its own.
A hint of surprise finally appeared in Wu Changkong's eyes, but before he could react further, his feet moved, and he circled around to the side, making way for Tang Wulin's right hand.
"Slap!"
Tang Wulin felt a sharp pain in his neck, a burning sensation that pierced to the bone. He stumbled backward, away from the source of the pain. His neck lacked the protection of scales!
The whip in Wu Changkong's hand once again pointed towards Tang Wulin's waist. If this strike landed, Tang Wulin would surely be rendered incapable of fighting.
But just then, Wu Changkong's face changed again.
The reason is very simple, seven or eight fireballs scattered in all directions, shooting straight towards the classroom.
A sly smile crept across Gu Yue's pretty face. "Aren't you afraid of damaging the classroom" she said. "Then I'll attack where your weakness lies."
As expected, Wu Changkong had to let Tang Wulin go. But in the next moment, the students of Class Zero truly witnessed what it meant to be a true powerhouse.
Wu Changkong's figure suddenly became illusory. In an instant, the entire classroom seemed to be filled with countless versions of him. Then, the seven or eight fireballs quietly vanished in mid-air, and no one even saw how he had made his move.
The whip struck, covering Gu Yue in its shadow. A searing pain shot through her waist, sending her crashing to the ground. Tang Wulin was caught off guard as well, a tingling sensation running through him, leaving him sprawled on his bottom beside her.
This……
Wow, that's impressive.
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The classroom instantly fell silent. Wuchangkong reappeared before Tang Wulin, but his gaze was fixed on the gradually fading golden scales on Tang Wulin's right arm, a thoughtful expression on his face.
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Even without using his martial soul, he had just condensed his suppressed soul power into a point. Even so, he couldn't break through the defense of his joints, only causing his arm to bend slightly for a moment. This scale defense was powerful enough against attacks from those of the same level. Tang Wulin hadn't even used his Dragon Claw ability yet, which should be even stronger.
"Teacher, were all those techniques you just used basic ones" Xie Xihe's eyes widened as she looked at Wu Changkong.
Wu Changkong nodded, "Do you still think basic skills are useless now Basic skills are the foundation of everything. While a Martial Spirit and Soul Skills can certainly make a Soul Master powerful, how they are used determines how strong they can become. Basic skills are the way to apply them, whether in Dou Armor or ordinary mechs, this also applies. Therefore, from now on, for a long time to come, basic combat skill training will be an important subject for you."
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For Silver Guild Master Xie Xian, an extra chapter! Although I always bully you, you still love me so much, hmm, Xie Xian thank you. ^_^(To be continued.)iced secondary professions, each in their own way. 。Everyone has their own direction, and teachers won't help you grasp it. 。If you have any questions, you can ask the corresponding teacher, but befor...