"Teacher..."
"Did you not make a mistake?"
Tang Wulin said, deep in thought.
And it wasn't just him; even the other students around him were at a loss, feeling like they had misspoken.
"No."
"It's just you and me fighting."
"Let me see how much stronger your Blue Silver Grass is compared to ordinary Blue Silver Grass."
Wu Changkong shook his head and said slowly.
"So that's how it is..."
Hearing this, Wu Lin seemed to understand. He had thought the other party wanted to abuse him, but it turned out he had misunderstood.
"Then..."
"I'm going to make my move, Teacher."
Tang Wulin nodded seriously, then released his Blue Silver Grass, all of which transformed into swords and stabbed towards the other party.
This was Blue Silver as Sword!
"..."
Wu Changkong silently watched the scene before him. He didn't even plan to reveal his Spirit, but instead, he simply made a move and caught all of the Blue Silver Grass.
"Do you have any other moves?"
"You can show them all."
He said indifferently.
"Other moves..."
"Teacher, can I not use my Spirit this time?"
Tang Wulin asked, deep in thought.
"Not use your Spirit?"
"As long as you have any means, you can use them."
Wu Changkong was a little confused, but he still agreed.
Although he didn't know what kind of methods could be used without a Spirit...
Just as he was thinking, under his gaze, a huge hammer suddenly appeared in the other party's hand.
The Thousand Forged Sinking Silver Hammer, his strongest creation at this stage.
Unlike the small toy he used to beat Zhou Changxi before, this was the most effective tool to unleash his power at this stage.
"Hmm?"
"A hammer?"
Under Wu Changkong's bewildered gaze, Tang Wulin tightly gripped the Forging Hammer and slammed it towards him.
"..."
The moment the hammer struck his palm, even though Wu Changkong didn't move an inch, his face was already full of surprise.
"Let me have your hammer for a moment."
He said slowly.
"Alright, Teacher."
Tang Wulin didn't refuse and handed the Forging Hammer to the other party.
"..."
"Hmm?"
"So heavy."
Taking the Forging Hammer, Wu Changkong was immediately stunned, his face filled with an expression of disbelief. No wonder the other party could exert such powerful force; it turned out this hammer was no ordinary item.
Generally speaking, anyone who could use such a hammer would at least need to have the cultivation of a Spirit Grandmaster.
"That's enough, we'll stop here."
"Others are dismissed, Tang Wulin, come with me."
Wu Changkong gave Tang Wulin a deep look, then said no more. After leaving a dashing figure, he headed towards the teaching building.
"Hmm?"
Tang Wulin was slightly startled, then quickly followed the other party, running quickly.
Inside the personal office.
"Your strength."
"It's unbelievably great."
Upon arriving at the office, before Tang Wulin could even ask, Wu Changkong's face already showed emotion, and he said directly.
He had seen many geniuses.
But he had never seen anyone with a Blue Silver GrassSpirit who could perform such a miracle of strength, wielding an impressive hammer to strike him.
"My strength, you say..."
"It is indeed a bit greater."
Tang Wulin didn't deny it, nodding his head.
After all, inside him...
Lived a Dragon.
"Your strength, even among other attack systemSpirit Masters, few can surpass you, especially when combined with your hammer..."
"Even a Spirit Grandmaster might not be able to beat you."
Wu Changkong looked at him deeply and said seriously.
"And the way you sharpen your Blue Silver Grass..."
"I've never seen Blue Silver Grass develop in such a way. Was this your own decision?"
Wu Changkong's face showed a hint of praise.
"No, my brother taught me."
Tang Wulin shook his head, his eyes shining brightly, and said slowly.
"Your brother..."
"To have such an idea, he must be a formidable powerhouse."
Wu Changkong nodded thoughtfully.
"But this hammer, it's a Forging Hammer, isn't it?"
"Are you also a Forging Master? What level are you?"
Wu Changkong looked at the patterns on the Forging Hammer and asked.
A Forging Master with a Blue Silver GrassSpirit...
Truly unheard of.
One must know, the other party's talent was already not good, and if he wasted more time on Forge, wouldn't he have even less time to cultivate...
"Level three."
"Huh?"
Upon hearing this, the thoughts in Wu Changkong's mind vanished. Level three, this was already a Grandmaster-level second occupation powerhouse, and what's more, the current Tang Wulin...
He was only nine years old!
"You truly are a genius."
Wu Changkong couldn't help but exclaim.
This was an extraordinary genius. Even if his potential as a Spirit Master was lacking, with his development in Forge, his future achievements would absolutely not be low.
"No more nonsense. As you know, our Class Five is the worst class in the entire grade, but that won't be the case anymore."
"On the contrary, it will be the best class."
"Hmm?"
Tang Wulin's face showed confusion.
After learning that there were four Spirit Grandmasters among the new students, he could very well understand the gap between his class and his brother's class. How could they possibly surpass them!
"Every grade has a class promotion competition, and the so-called class promotion competition is when weaker classes challenge upwards to eventually become the strongest class..."
"I called you here precisely for this."
"I will select two more classmates from the class to join you, starting from Class Four and moving up..."
"Our goal is Class One."
Wu Changkong's face was calm, clearly not taking the other classes seriously at all.
"..."
"Teacher Wu, you're making it a bit difficult for me."
However, listening to Wu Changkong's words, Tang Wulin's face was bewildered, and he couldn't help but stammer for a moment.
He was indeed quite interested in the class promotion competition, and he also felt that under the guidance of Teacher Wu, the homeroom teacher, he would definitely be able to achieve a good ranking, but...
Class One was out of the question.
"Difficult for you?"
Hearing this, Wu Changkong's cold face showed no ripple, and he was even a little surprised.
This was not something the person in front of him should say.
A nine-year-old Level Three Forging Master, how could he retreat without a fight?
Tang Wulin, oh Tang Wulin, you are too timid!
"Tell me your reason."
Wu Changkong looked at him and said slowly.
"Teacher, if you said anything else, I really could challenge it..."
"But Class One is truly impossible."
Tang Wulin said seriously.
The strongest in Class One was his brother, a...
Level 28 Spirit Grandmaster!
And it wasn't just him; there were three other classmates who were also Spirit Grandmaster powerhouses, one, two, three, four...
Four Spirit Grandmasters, what could they possibly compare with!
It wasn't that he, Tang Wulin, was pessimistic; it was that he clearly knew the gap between himself and his brother!
"What's wrong with Class One?"
"Aren't they all new students? Don't be so nervous. Their talent might not be much higher than yours."
"Don't underestimate yourself, and the class promotion competition is still early; you still have plenty of time."
Wu Changkong's expression was calm as he patted the other party's shoulder.
"..."
But Tang Wulin couldn't smile at all.
Him, challenging his brother?
That was more terrifying than challenging a Spirit Emperor!
"..."