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The typhoon that struck Taichung City this time came very suddenly, having a huge impact on the whole city. Shops were unable to operate, schools could not teach, and traffic was paralyzed in a short period of time. All departments of the Administrative Office were busy working hard.
The typhoon lasted for a whole week. At its strongest, it was powerful enough to uproot trees and damage numerous buildings.
Luckily, everything has passed.
After the typhoon, the air in Donghai City felt especially fresh, with a hint of moisture. The sunshine bathed the land, and occasionally, one could even see the glow of a rainbow on the horizon. The sky was clear and cloudless for miles.
"What's wrong with this guy He hasn't responded to any communication. His communicator seems to be out of energy, I can't get through." Xie Xihe wasn't in the mood to appreciate the scenery outside the window at this moment. Sitting in her teacher's chair, she was fidgeting anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.
The reason is very simple, Tang Wulin went missing.
Over these past few days, he diligently trained under Master Wu Chang's guidance and finally made a breakthrough. After the breakthrough, the first thing he thought of was to share this good news with his best friend. But who knew, Tang Wulin's soul guide communication was unreachable.
More importantly, classes have already resumed, but Tang Wulin simply didn't show up at all. He completely vanished and no one knows where he went.
Classes are starting, and that means after-school promotion matches will resume. They'll be facing their arch-rivals, first grade class one. They're known as 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 frowned, worry in her eyes.
Xie Xie chuckled wryly: "What interest would I have in blacksmithing, how would I know where his studio is! Besides, he called me specifically, he'd be at the studio all this time, there's no way something could have happened to him! How is it that I haven't heard from him at all Did he forget the time"
Gu Yue frowned, "Do you know anything At noon we go to the blacksmith's association, there, perhaps they will have his workshop registered."
The rare Xie Xie did not refute Gu Yue's words, nodding and saying: "This is a good way. Let's go now."
Until noon when school was over, Tang Wulin still hadn't shown up. Xie and Gu Yue went to find Wu Changkong and asked for leave, then flew out of the campus and headed straight for the Blacksmiths Association.
But after half an hour, when they walked out of the blacksmith's association, they all had gloomy faces.
The Blacksmith Association's reply was simple: any registered blacksmith's information is confidential and cannot be disclosed unless they have official special permission. And regarding Tang Wulin's data, the confidentiality level is higher than that of ordinary blacksmiths.
"What should we do now Should we ask Teacher Wu to apply for official permission and then inquire about his residence" Gu Yue asked Xie Xihe.
Xie Xie smiled bitterly: "It's too late for that! Official permits are not that easy to handle, they always take time. Today is definitely impossible, our competition this evening, I'm afraid it can only be the two of us. Wulin isn't an unreliable person! He must have encountered something, otherwise he wouldn't skip school."
This is a test.
Gu Yue's pretty face lifted, her brow furrowed tightly, "Let's go back first. No matter what, let's ask Teacher Wu to apply for official permission first. Safety is more important than anything else in a competition like this."
"Hmm."
"Official permission" Wu Changkong looked at the two disciples in front of him. His already icy face instantly became even more grim.
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Tang Wulin hasn't come to class yet, and he can't be found even when searching outside.
"Alright, you guys go back to class. I know." Wuchangkong said coldly.
"Teacher, then for tonight's competition, just the two of us" Xie Xi asked.
Wu Changkong glanced at them, "Just the two of you."
"Yes."
Xie Xie and Gu Yue returned to the classroom with heavy hearts. Both of them were in a bad mood. Although two-on-two and three-on-three battles didn't seem that different to them, Tang Wulin was still the weakest link among their group. However, they had grown accustomed to this team. Without Tang Wulin, they always felt like something was missing.
This afternoon's classes went by quickly. Perhaps because the typhoon had kept the elementary students subdued for a week, as soon as school was out, the playground was packed with students, even teachers, all waiting to watch this year's final promotion match.
Did you hear This year's promotion match is so strange! Class One, Fifth Grade, which was usually at the bottom, has been on a winning streak, winning three games in a row. Who knows, maybe this dark horse can go all the way!
“Don't daydream. Do you know how terrifying this year's freshman class is Being called 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 more important is that their souls are very powerful. The three contestants from Class Five of Year One are only first-ring soul masters. There's a huge difference in quality between them – one lacks 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 subsequent promotion tournament. Listen, all the classes in Year Two are feeling intimidated. Hehe.”
Students buzzed with excitement, and the teachers gathered outside the competition venue.
Grade 1, Class 4's head teacher, Kong Hanwen, kept his eyes scanning the crowd, a sneer playing on his lips.
"Teacher Kong, what are you looking at" First-grade, Class 3 homeroom teacher Ye Yingrong asked in confusion.
Kong Hanwen said: “I’m looking for that guy, Wuchang Kong. Isn’t he very arrogant I want to see how his students can possibly defeat a whole class.” Kong Hanwen had been holding back anger ever since his class was defeated by Tang Wulin and the others. To have their class become the bottom of the year would be a huge humiliation, a major stain on his evaluation at the academy!
Ye Sakura lightly sighed, saying, “Indeed! This year’s Class One is really too strong. I think that the various classes in Grade Two would have a hard time contending with them. Currently, Class One in Grade Two only has two students who have just broken through to the second cycle. I estimate that they will definitely be able to reach the third grade in the promotion competition in the future.”
Kong Hanwen smirked, saying nothing. His purpose today was to see what expression the so-called cold and aloof male god would have after his students lost.
"Here it comes." Ye Sakura murmured.
Kong Hanwen followed her gaze and saw, amidst the students of Class Five of Year One, Wuchangkong walking at the front, heading towards the competition stage. Behind him were his two proud disciples, Xie Xihe and Gumuet.
However, to Kong Hanwen's surprise, he didn't see the exceptionally handsome male student. I think his name was Tang Wulin.
Just as Wu Changkong led the first-year Class Five to the outskirts of the venue, a commotion erupted on the other side as well.
The students consciously made way for a passage.
Leading the way was a young woman who appeared to be twenty-seven or eight years old, a female teacher. Her appearance bore a striking resemblance to Ye Sakura, at least sixty percent alike, but even more beautiful. However, there was an arrogance in her eyes that Ye Sakura lacked.
Following behind her were none other than the students of Year One Class One, widely regarded as the strongest freshman class in years. Leading the way were three male students. On the left stood Wei Feng, who had previously clashed with Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.
Walking in the middle was a tall young man. Compared to Wei Feng's arrogance, he looked very calm and mature beyond his years. On his other side stood an extremely thin boy, seemingly only made of bones. His eyes were somewhat cold, and his whole body seemed to exude a dark aura, so much so that there were no 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.
Ye Sakura quickly walked to the female teacher's side and whispered, "Sister."third one will try to be ten thousand years. Then you will have the possibility of becoming a nine-ringed titled Douluo." 。This is what I hope to see, and I hope it's your goal as well. 。Only then did...