Chapter 167: A Contest

Chapter 167: A Contest

Finally, Wu Changkong agreed to Wang Si's request, but it was clear that the fight would not take place immediately.

After the training session ended, Wu Changkong took Wang Si back to the classroom.

In addition to introducing the two of them, Wu Changkong also put all his energy into teaching seriously in the following classes.

He talked about a lot of things to successfully attract Wang Si's attention during this class.

From minor battle techniques for Soul Masters to the major achievements of various Soul Masters, the students of Class Five listened with utmost attention.

Wu Changkong had come into contact with many things that the children in this class would never have the opportunity to learn in their lifetimes, so he easily captured their interest by sharing just a little.

However, everything he said failed to arouse any interest from Wang Si.

During the lesson, Wang Si was either spacing out or chatting with Na'er at the back of the class; at other times, he was asleep.

Wu Changkong was so frustrated that he felt his temples throbbing.

During the break, some students naturally took an interest in Wang Si and Na'er. After all, who wouldn't be curious about a handsome guy and a beautiful girl?

After Wang Si demonstrated his strength to everyone, no one dared to come over and cause trouble anymore.

......

In the evening, in an indoor training field of the East Sea Academy, Wu Changkong and Wang Si stood facing each other quietly.

"Let's begin," Wu Changkong said.

With a wave of his hand, a deep blue longsword appeared in his grasp.

Wang Si nodded and lifted his hands, causing golden scales to appear on his arms and chest. Soon, sharp dragon claws materialized on his right hand, and two deep yellow soul rings appeared beneath his feet.

Currently, the Golden Dragon King sealed within Wang Si's body had broken through to the third layer, allowing him to cover the upper half of his body with dragon scales.

If Wang Si were to reveal his original martial soul, there was no doubt that he would be recognized as a member of the Main Body Sect.

However, if he only showed others this incompletely awakened Golden Dragon martial soul, no one would suspect his identity.

Moreover, as his primary martial soul had not undergone a second awakening, using it secretly would not be discovered by others and would not affect his usual combat strength.

Looking at Wang Si's martial soul, Wu Changkong frowned. "Your martial soul is a beast martial soul? Why is it so different from other martial souls?"

Most beast martial souls manifest as a shadowy figure appearing behind the user when released. It was unusual for it to directly materialize on the body's surface like this.

"My martial soul underwent a mutation when it awakened, and it didn't fully awaken successfully. But this is enough for me," Wang Si replied confidently.

Wu Changkong remained silent and raised the deep blue longsword, ready to defend.

Wang Si was not polite either. Since his opponent had asked him to take the initiative to attack, he stepped on the Ghostly Mirage with no hesitation and rushed forward.

Seeing Wang Si's use of the Ghostly Mirage, a technique unique to the Tang Sect, Wu Changkong's frown deepened. As someone from the Tang Sect himself, he was very familiar with this secret technique.

Although Wang Si's Ghostly Mirage was slightly different from the one he knew, he could still tell that it was the same technique.

He didn't bother to ask if Wang Si was from the Tang Sect, as it would be meaningless. He would be able to verify it during the fight.

Facing Wang Si's aggressive charge and unhesitating claw strike, Wu Changkong quickly stabbed with his deep blue longsword.

In an instant, he stabbed seven times, each attack landing in the same spot. However, Wu Changkong's brow furrowed as he realized that his seven strikes had failed to break through Wang Si's defense. Moreover, he even suspected that his cold energy had not penetrated the dragon scales and entered Wang Si's body.

Hearing Wu Changkong's question, Wang Si lifted his hand.

"You mean this? It's a spirit-forged metal that has fused with me. Teacher Wu, this shouldn't be considered external force, right?"

Wang Si shrugged helplessly as he stroked the scales on his right dragon claw with his left hand.

There was something Wang Si didn't tell Wu Changkong, something that would seem incredible to anyone.

The spirit-forged metal covering his right dragon claw was actually something he had forged himself, created through his soul power and qi-blood power.

Wu Changkong remained silent. The fact that Wang Si could fuse with a spirit-forged metal was his own ability, and he naturally wouldn't interfere.

After understanding the strength of Wang Si's right dragon claw, he no longer targeted it in his attacks.

Wang Si quickly noticed Wu Changkong's change in strategy and smiled at it.

Wu Changkong wouldn't win this fight, nor would he have the chance to.

Stepping on the Ghostly Mirage, Wang Si once again closed in on his teacher's face.

This time, Wu Changkong was more cautious. He deftly sidestepped Wang Si's right claw and thrust his longsword at Wang Si's chest at a tricky angle.

Although there were dragon scales there, they didn't seem as sturdy.

With his left hand, Wang Si activated the Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing technique, manipulating the sword and causing it to veer off course.

The deep blue longsword sparked against Wang Si's chest, but his dragon claw had already landed on Wu Changkong's shoulder.

Riiiip!

The sound of tearing cloth and spraying blood rang out, and Wu Changkong frowned as he looked at his shoulder.

A dragon claw had landed there, leaving a bloody gash in its wake.

"Teacher Wu, I haven't even used my martial soul yet. I think there's no need for us to continue this contest, don't you agree?" Wang Si asked.

In the moment his defense was breached, the golden dragon claw extracted a large amount of soul power from Wu Changkong's body.

In a sense, it could be said that Wu Changkong had exhausted his soul power.

Sensing the amount of soul power that had been drawn from his body, Wu Changkong nodded slightly.

"Alright, you win this time. Send me your address, and from now on, I'll come to you three times a week.

However, as my student, you also need to be present during major class competitions."

Wu Changkong's concession earned a slight nod from Wang Si. It was just a competition, and he could participate in it when the time came.

Moreover, the reason he had enrolled in this academy was to participate in a particular competition, one that would facilitate a "chance encounter."

...

After attending classes at the East Sea Academy for only a day, Wang Si left.

To be honest, he had considered establishing his own academy in this world.

However, the process of setting up an academy was too complicated, and there were all sorts of unspoken rules to navigate. So, for the time being, he abandoned the idea.

True to his word, Wu Changkong began to proactively guide Wang Si in combat techniques.

However, the times he chose to visit were rather inconvenient, as if he were intentionally supervising Wang Si's training regimen.

He often arrived half an hour early, either before dawn or after dark, and then called Wang Si to open the door.

Over time, Wu Changkong realized that Wang Si was diligently cultivating even when he wasn't around.

Additionally, he discovered the presence of a senior disciple from Shrek Academy, a young woman who had once...

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