is, defeat them! That's Wuchangkong's philosophy. 。Tang Wulin and they watched a few games from the stands. The three-on-three matches of the junior group didn't seem to have any particularly powerfu...After seeing him make his move, the students all fell silent as if struck by a chill. Their ranks became noticeably straighter, for with such a teacher, every student felt immense pressure!

Tang Wulin blinked his eyes. He had just been seriously watching a match. When Wu Changkong struck out with his sword, Xie Xie began to dodge, but Xie Xie's dodging gave him the feeling of a fly that had been stuck in a spider web. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't escape from the big net.

It was just such a simple sword strike, without releasing his martial soul or using any soul skills. Yet, it suppressed Xie Xie so that he didn't even have a sliver of opportunity. This was what kind of cultivation!

The teacher was truly amazing. Tang Wulin's heart suddenly held more admiration for the aloof god of ice. While filled with admiration, he quietly put the Soul Guidance camera back into his Silver Ring. He had agreed to Liu Yuxin, his senior sister's request, and this was the first time he had done so. However, he planned to only do it this once.

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Xie Xie wiped the sweat from his brow, standing there with a thoughtful expression on his face, pondering the pressure that had just been brought upon him.

Wu Changkong's sword strike wasn't a random act. Under pressure, he seemed to have grasped something. His feeling was similar to Tang Wulin's. Wu Changkong appeared to only have one sword attack, but his aura sealed all his escape routes and stuck to him, leaving him no opportunity to break free. In this situation, how could he possibly break out

"One minute to go, get ready."

Xie Xie raised his head again, his gaze falling on Tang Wulin who held the twin hammers. Tang Wulin was also looking at him.

This will be their third encounter.

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The last two times, Xie Xi's results were very bad. He was already a little afraid of Tang Wulin. He still clearly remembered the dazzling golden light. This time, he decided to be extra careful.

"Let's begin!"

With the head teacher's command, the final showdown of Class 1-5 kicked off.

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Xie Xie released his martial soul, the Guanglong dagger flickering in his palm. However, instead of rushing towards Tang Wulin, he circled around him to the side.

Tang Wulin also immediately released his Blue Silver Grass, just like when he faced Li Chushui before. The Blue Silver Grass intertwined densely in front of him, like a large net, waiting for Xie Xie to jump into it.

Xie Xie's heart skipped a beat. Just now, when Dance with the Sky unleashed that sword, wasn't it an invisible net Could Master be pointing out how to break Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Net But, Master, you don't know, this fellow's Blue Silver Grass is extraordinarily tough, not so easy to break through at all!

The first time he fought Tang Wulin, he underestimated the resilience of the Blue Silver Grass, which resulted in Tang Wulin knocking him flying with a single punch.

This guy isn't using his fists, he's using a hammer! That's going to smash right into your face...

Looking at the gleaming, obsidian-black tungsten steel hammer, Xie Xihe suddenly felt a chill.

Tang Wulin wasn't flustered, calmly waiting for Xie Xie to make a move. He constantly changed directions, keeping up with Xie Xie. In fact, he knew in his heart that Xie Xie and Li Chushui were completely different. With Xie Xie's soul power, if this dragged on, it was likely that he would be the first to collapse.

But Tang Wulin wasn't in a hurry at all. He was also looking forward to seeing if the golden scales he had once displayed under Xie Xie's attacks would appear again.

Xie Xie still moved, circling around Tang Wulin for three circles before suddenly pouncing like lightning. Tang Wulin's blue silver grass in front of him instantly opened, blocking all possible attack routes.

The dragon-light dagger slashed out, a blade of light flying.

“Pfft!” The blade light landed on the Blue Silver Grass, instantly turning into a halo and dissipating. Ripples of faint blue danced on the Blue Silver Grass, effortlessly deflecting the attack. However, Tang Wulin's internal soul power also dropped a bit.

Wu Changkong raised his eyebrows slightly.

The meaning behind Xie Xie's strike was to let the teacher see that Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass wasn't ordinary.

A blow missed, retreating at high speed, once again pulling away the distance.

Tang Wulin didn't control the Blue Silver Grass to chase after him. Xie Xie was too fast, and his dodging skills were astonishing. Once he had an opportunity, this guy could probably be in front of him in an instant.

Xie Xie this time also appeared surprisingly patient, constantly circling around Tang Wulin, looking for an opportunity. Eighteen-level soul power gave him ample time. Occasionally attacking Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass, it was always a strike and retreat.

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Gradually, Xie Xie's face broke into a smile because he had already thought of it, Tang Wulin's soul power was only at level eleven.

Although Lan Yincao was unusual, the massive difference in soul power allowed him to see the glimmer of victory. As long as his Lan Yincao was exhausted, what could he possibly use to resist him

This match took longer than any before, but Wu Changkong wasn't in a hurry. He kept his hands clasped in front of him and watched silently.

Finally, Tang Wulin's soul power was almost depleted, and he had to retract his Blue Silver Grass.

Just as he was withdrawing, Xie Xie almost instantly flashed to his side, with the Guanglong dagger in his hand slashing toward his back.

At the speed of Xie Xie, Tang Wulin theoretically had no chance to dodge.

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"Ding!" A sharp clang echoed, sparks flying as Xie Xie and Tang Wulin narrowly missed each other. His Guanglong dagger failed to land on Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin narrowed his eyes, seemingly entering a special state. His left hand, holding the thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer, reversed behind him, perfectly blocking Xie Xie's strike.

Xie Xie, not believing it, went around to the other side again and drew another sword.

"Bang!" Just like before, Tang Wulin's other forging hammer accurately blocked his second attack.

How is this possible When did his speed become so fast Xie Xie's eyes were filled with disbelief. Could it be that this guy has been pretending to be a pig all along And that he had lost to a pig twice before

Yes, speed!

During the standoff with Xie Xie, Tang Wulin kept thinking about how he could possibly counter Xie Xie's speed. The opponent was a nimble and attacking soul master, while Tang Wulin, regardless of whether he used his control or power type abilities, couldn't compete with him in terms of speed.

This way, he's sure to lose. One can't rely on the fleeting brilliance of a golden scale.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to him.

In terms of physical speed, I definitely couldn't match him. But I had my own kind of speed, the speed of forging!

After three years of forging, his familiarity with the hammer had reached a level of unity with his body. This feeling was even stronger after his surge in power.

If he used a heavy thousand-forged silver hammer, he wouldn't be fast. However, with a thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer like this one, he could make it fly. Just like during the assessment at the Blacksmith Association before. He swung the tungsten steel hammers in a dizzying whirl.

Treat him like a piece of metal! that any organization would be willing to support. Just when she was signing the contract, the Transmission Tower side promised her a series of welfare policies. She is only 27 years old this year an...