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Wu Changkong released his left hand from his abdomen, revealing a bright little fist mark on it—the result of Fors's attack, even though the battle armor had mitigated some of the damage.
However, the five elements still managed to invade his body and are now wreaking havoc within it, while Wu Changkong is doing everything he can to suppress and expel them.
"It seems I won't be able to fight for a while."
Continuing to fight is not out of the question, but in doing so, he would have no time to attend to his internal injuries.
Even if the battle ends, the five elements' ability to dissolve and annihilate soul power will still leave him with hidden injuries, and it's not impossible that his cultivation level might even regress.
For a real-world exercise, Wu Changkong can't go to that level yet.
After all, the purpose of this competition is to make the students understand how far they are from being true champions, thereby inspiring their fighting spirit.
This also helps students understand the importance of teamwork and recognize the strength of their teachers, which will facilitate future teaching.
"Well, Teacher Wu, what's our score in this competition?" Fors asked, looking at Wu Changkong, who was kneeling on one knee.
"a bit?"
Wu Changkong's lips twitched. He really wanted to give it a zero. After all, apart from the final soul skill fusion with Nan Fusheng, Fors had hardly cooperated with his teammates, which was contrary to their original intention of holding the actual combat exercise.
However, after glancing at the wound on his abdomen, Wu Changkong had to admit that Fors was indeed very strong, and what she said made a lot of sense; she really didn't need teammates.
It's unclear why Nan Fusheng, whom she took a liking to, was able to cooperate with her.
"Full marks."
Wu Changkong was also helpless. This student was too powerful. Apart from his Martial Soul True Body, he had used almost all of his other moves. Moreover, Fors' strength was worthy of this evaluation.
"oh oh……"
The others in the second group standing by the arena couldn't help but let out a series of howls upon hearing Wu Changkong's words.
"Xiao Yan, let's go."
Nan Fusheng said to Xu Xiaoyan, who was standing there in a daze, "This girl was just standing there in a daze, I wonder what she was thinking?"
"Oh well."
Xu Xiaoyan snapped out of her daze and responded, but her mind involuntarily recalled the scene of Nan Fusheng and Fors using their soul skills together. The two of them looked really well-matched!
"No, that's not right. Love has nothing to do with strength, and I've known Fusheng longer than Fors. I haven't lost yet!"
Xu Xiaoyan clenched her small fist, silently cheering herself on, and then followed the two of them off the stage.
Meanwhile, Shen Yi ran to Wu Changkong's side to check on his condition.
"How is it, Changkong? Shall I go find a teacher from the healing department to treat you?"
Shen Yi examined Wu Changkong's injuries and, finding no other wounds besides a clear fist mark on his abdomen, asked with a hint of concern.
"No need." Wu Changkong shook his head. "Let me rest for a bit, but I'll have to trouble you with the next practical training exercise."
"Ah."
When Nan Fusheng and his two companions stepped off the stage, the people around them looked at them with awe, or more accurately, at Fors.
After they found a place to sit down, no one dared to approach them to speak. However, the second group gathered around them, but they simply sat around the three of them and watched the rest of the match together.
Because Wu Changkong was recovering from his injuries, the next six groups could only choose Shen Yi as their opponent, and the result was, without a doubt, a complete and utter defeat. A truly utter defeat, a defeat marked by screams of agony.
Shen Yi's martial soul is called the Mimosa, a martial soul that combines healing and control. She herself is also a control-type Soul Saint.
As is well known, plant-based martial souls and control-type soul masters, without the support of special attributes such as fire and ice, have only a few common control and attack methods.
Entanglement or whipping, the students of Class 1 of freshmen were horrified to discover that choosing Teacher Shen was not much better. Although she seemed to be less ruthless than Teacher Wu, it still hurt!
The whips made of mimosa plants lashed at them, and the sensation was nothing short of "bitter and refreshing".
Only Xu Yucheng's group and Yang Nianxia's group lasted a little longer.
Especially Yang Nianxia, who originally wanted to rely on the powerful defense of his Dark Gold Bear Martial Soul to withstand the damage and attack Shen Yi, but...
Anyway, by the time their group left the arena, Yang Nianxia had transformed from Dark Bear Yang Nianxia into Red Bear Yang Nianxia, her entire body covered in red whip marks.
Chapter 188 The Hidden Struggle Under the Table
This can be considered Shrek's teaching method, allowing students to understand and comprehend things on their own, without giving too much subjective guidance.
Whether students can identify and solve problems depends on their own efforts.
Only those who can ultimately emerge from this situation are truly talented.
Once the practical exercise is over, today's lesson will be considered complete.
After class, the second group gathered together to discuss the mecha design. Only Fors corrected a minor issue in one of the designers' drafts before leaving.
"Tell me, how did the team leader cultivate so well? We're all about the same age, but I feel like I'm not even close to her."
The moment the words left his mouth, he was met with a barrage of eye-rolls. "You think you're even a tiny bit worse? You're just trying to make yourself look good!"
"I've made up my mind. From now on, the team leader is my idol. If she tells me to go east, I will never go west."
"What are you saying? Does that mean if the team leader told you to go east, you would have dared to go west?"
"Hey, you nitpicker, why do you always have to criticize me? Are you asking for a beating?!"
Nan Fusheng, meanwhile, was looking at the design drafts while thinking about how to make the mecha. Unlike the designers, the manufacturers were responsible for carving soul guidance arrays when making mecha or battle armor, in order to increase the performance of the mecha.
However, they also need to pay attention to the compatibility and matching of soul guidance arrays. But since they are only making ordinary white-level mechs, there are not that many problems.
With Nan Fusheng's expertise as a Level 3 Craftsman, he easily figured out how to combine the items, and then he would have to teach the others as well.
Damn, this is so troublesome. Why not just parasitize them directly? That way, the path to becoming a crafting master from level one to level nine will be open to them.
Just then, Nan Fusheng suddenly felt a light kick to his calf. He turned his head and saw Zheng Qiaran!
"Oh, I'm giving you too much credit. It's just about the class monitor selection competition, is it really necessary to hold onto it for so long? I'm a champion of gender equality!" Thinking of this, Nan Fusheng kicked back without hesitation.
"Huh?" Zheng Qiaran was taken aback when she felt a light kick to her calf. "Stingy man."
Without hesitation, he kicked Nan Fusheng again, and Nan Fusheng couldn't stand it.
And so, the two began to exchange barbs under the table. Fortunately, the table they were using was covered by a white tablecloth, which concealed their subtle rivalry.
However, perhaps they were getting more and more carried away, and their exchange became increasingly intense, to the point that even the table began to tremble involuntarily.
"Ok?"
A student suddenly felt the table vibrate and was puzzled. He was about to bend down to check what was wrong when he found that the table had returned to normal.
Student: "?? Never mind, I must have been mistaken."
"Huff huff..." Zheng Qia Ran's face was slightly red at this moment. The feeling of almost being discovered just now made her heart jump into her throat. Fortunately, her classmates did not notice anything unusual in the end.
This feeling made her both nervous and strangely excited.
Zheng Qia Ran's impression of Nan Fusheng was actually not bad. Although she was defeated by him, she did not feel hostile towards him because Nan Fusheng defeated her fairly and squarely with his own strength.
Furthermore, Nan Fusheng easily defeated Xu Yucheng in the final class monitor selection competition. In terms of strength, even within the class, everyone believed that besides Fors, who was recognized as the strongest, only Wu Siduo was stronger than him.
As for Gu Yue? He should be about the same level as Nan Fusheng, right?
What's more, he had just teamed up with Fors to injure the dance teacher.
"He's a bit lecherous and a bit stingy."
Thinking of the scene where she was defeated by Nan Fusheng in the class monitor selection competition, Zheng Qiaran's toes, hidden in her small leather shoes, curled up slightly.
My face started to feel hot. I was annoyed that he had defeated me in that way, but he didn't even apologize afterwards.
Thinking of this, Zheng Qiaran felt her confidence return. She glared at Nan Fusheng again, but did not retaliate.
Meanwhile, Nan Fusheng, who had already secured victory, paid no attention to her gaze. That was merely the gaze of a loser; victory had always belonged to Nan Fusheng!
After this little incident, Nan Fusheng also began to answer some questions for others.
"It feels like a past life, like a study group!" That was Nan Fusheng's feeling. Fortunately, no one was planning to become an expert overnight. After discussing for a while, they went their separate ways to cultivate.
……
Nighttime, in the dormitory for work-study students.
When Nan Fusheng returned to the dormitory, he was surrounded by Tang Wulin and others.
"What, you want to help Xiaoyan obtain a soul spirit? I have no problem with that, but the Soul Spirit Tower? And have you chosen a candidate yet?"
Nan Fusheng was familiar with the Soul Spirit Tower, after all, he had been a host to the tower masters of the two Spirit Pagoda branches, Qian Gu Bubai and Leng Mian, so he had some understanding of this Soul Spirit Tower.
The Soul Tower is a special building unique to the headquarters of the Spirit Pagoda. It has a total of 108 floors, each protected by a different array. Once you pass through a floor, you can select and purchase souls from that floor and receive a 50% discount.
Of course, more important than the 50% discount is the Soul Tower; the higher you progress, the higher the quality of the Souls you obtain. Yes, quality!
The first eighteen levels are filled with thousand-year-old souls. The higher you go, the higher the level and quality of the souls.
Floors eighteen to thirty-six are filled with souls that have existed for ten thousand years. These are all souls collected by the Spirit Pagoda over the years.
All beings above the 36th floor are beings that have existed for over ten thousand years, and of extremely high quality.
It is said that the top nine levels are inhabited by ferocious beasts. These are soul beasts with cultivation levels exceeding one hundred thousand years, collected by the Spirit Pagoda organization over ten thousand years. Each one is a rare and precious surviving specimen.
When Nan Fusheng first learned of the existence of such a thing, his immediate thought was whether he could obtain a few high-quality soul spirits from it to carry out the Chimera Project.
However, they eventually gave up. After all, the Spirit Pagoda headquarters was keeping a close eye on such a treasure, and it wouldn't be easy to profit from it.