Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 133: Joining the Tang Sect?

Shrek Academy, in the classroom of Class 1, Grade 2, External Academy.

Wang Yanzheng was explaining the theoretical knowledge very seriously. As a teacher, he was absolutely qualified.

The students in Class 1, Grade 2, listened attentively. Halfway through the semester, they would face the brutal upgrade test from Grade 2 to Grade 3.

As long as students still want to stay in Shrek Academy and continue their studies, they will not slack off.

Wang Yan looked at the lesson plan on the podium and was about to move on to the next part when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Wang Yan and the students in Class 1, Grade 2 who were in class all looked towards the door. They saw Wu Xuan and the other student, wearing the second-grade uniform of the external courtyard, standing at the door with smiles on their faces.

"Monitor!"

"The monitor is back!"

Qian Guming, Zhou Sichen and Cao Jinxuan, the three more lively guys in the classroom, immediately started shouting.

The remaining students in the class also shouted in unison.

Wang Yan followed the crowd's gaze and saw the familiar figure. A gentle smile appeared on his face. "Come in quickly."

Wu Xuan helplessly waved his hand towards the enthusiastic classmates in the class, and the enthusiastic classmates finally quieted down.

"Hmph! What's so great about that? We didn't see them so excited when we came back." Wang Dong snorted in dissatisfaction.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered towards Wu Xuan. He felt that Wu Xuan had become stronger again, and not just a little stronger.

Dai Huabin looked at Wu Xuan with excitement. Thanks to his hard work and practice, his soul power has now broken through to level 39, and he is only one step away from the Soul Sect realm. He plans to break through to the Soul Sect level and challenge Wu Xuan again.

With Wu Xuan in front and Dai Huabin and Qian Guming behind, one can imagine how tense the learning atmosphere in Class One, Grade Two is.

Qian Gu Ming, who came after Dai Huabin, broke through to Soul Master nearly three months earlier than Wu Feng. Now he has reached the 34th level of soul power and is ranked second in class together with Dai Huabin.

Several other core disciples, such as Zhou Sichen, Cao Jinxuan, Lan Susu, and Lan Luoluo, had all reached level 29, nearly reaching Soul Master status. It could be said that Class One's strength had already grown by leaps and bounds. While the students in Class Two, Year Two were also defensive and agile attack-type Soul Masters, their overall strength had been left far behind.

Wang Yan, who was standing at the podium and giving a lecture, knew that no one would be able to hear much if the class continued, so he simply announced the end of the get out of class early.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong left the classroom immediately. Their relationship with Wu Xuan was no longer as good as before, and Xiao Xiao was also implicated and became much more distant.

Wu Feng also left with them.

Qian Guming was the first to run up to Wu Xuan, his face filled with indignation as he said, "Brother Xuan! Tell me the truth. Where were you this time? Not only was you gone for several months, but after returning to the academy, you didn't even come back to the class to see your brothers."

Cao Jinxuan nodded repeatedly, "Yes! Yes! Tell the truth. We asked Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong before, but they kept making excuses and refused to tell us. We were almost putting a knife to their necks."

Without waiting for Wu Xuan to speak, Zhou Sichen shouted, "I know. The monitor must have been fooling around with the senior students from the inner courtyard again. No wonder Huo Yuhao and the others refused to tell us."

As soon as Zhou Sichen finished speaking, all the students in the class burst into laughter.

Wu Xuan's face was filled with gloom, and he raised his fist as if to hit him. Zhou Sichen screamed and quickly dodged.

Xiao Xiao, who was chuckling on the side, quickly stood up and said, "Zhou Sichen, don't make blind guesses. The class monitor and I are representing the academy to participate in the five-yearly Continental Senior Academy Fighting Spirit Competition."

As he spoke, Xiaoxiao vividly described the grandeur of the competition.

After the competition, the college leaders did not order them to keep it secret. Even if they wanted to keep it secret, a continent-wide event like the Fighting Spirit Competition could not be kept secret.

"In the end, thanks to the class monitor's efforts, we won the championship." Xiao Xiao became more and more excited as she spoke, and in the end she almost attributed the college's championship to Wu Xuan.

Although Wu Xuan felt a little embarrassed, the students surrounding him looked at him with not only friendship but also a hint of awe.

"Okay! Okay! If you keep talking like this, Shrek Academy will be run by me." Wu Xuan rubbed Xiao Xiao's head hard and joked.

Upon hearing this, all the students in the classroom burst into laughter.

"Ahem! The college has divided the final prize money of the competition equally among us. Now that your class monitor has made a fortune, he will naturally not forget you. Let's gather at Qingyun Hotel tonight. The budget is two thousand gold soul coins. You can order whatever is more expensive! Don't be polite with me." Wu Xuan took out two savings cards and said with a wave of his hand.

"Long live the monitor!" everyone shouted in unison. After another round of banter, the bell rang.

"Okay, okay, let's all go back to the dormitory and rest for a while, and then we'll meet at Qingyun Hotel." Wu Xuan clapped his hands and ended the reunion.

Although the class was still a little reluctant to leave, they left the classroom one after another.

As soon as Wu Xuan went downstairs, he saw a senior student in a purple school uniform waiting at the stairs.

"Long time no see, Senior Tang Ya." Wu Xuan was stunned for a moment but still waved and greeted her.

"Well, junior, long time no see." Tang Ya looked at Wu Xuan with burning eyes.

Feeling uncomfortable under Tang Ya's gaze, Wu Xuan casually said, "Senior, we're leaving first. If you're looking for Yuhao and the others, they've already left and are not in the classroom."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ya stopped Wu Xuan from leaving and said, "Junior, I came to see you. Can I have a moment to talk with you?"

Wu Xuan sighed. He knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

"it is good!"

The two walked in silence until they arrived at a remote park.

"Senior, just say whatever you want to say! I have something to do tonight." Wu Xuan said impatiently.

Tang Ya turned around upon hearing this, a glint flashing in her eyes: "Wu Xuedi, you possess twin martial souls, and your second martial soul is the Soul-Breaking Spear of our Tang Sect Medicine Hall lineage."

Wu Xuan didn't say anything when he heard this, his expression remained calm.

Tang Ya was furious when she saw this. She grabbed Wu Xuan's sleeve and said, "It's the Soul-Breaking Spear, right? Your second martial spirit is the Soul-Breaking Spear. You are the only direct descendant of the Tang Sect besides me."

"I didn't expect that I wasn't alone. There are still survivors in our Tang Sect." Tang Ya began to choke up as she spoke.

Wu Xuan's expression remained calm, unchanged. With a slight effort, he ripped Tang Ya's hand from his sleeve.

Tang Ya was stunned by this, but still smiled and said, "Xiaodi Wu, including you, six of you from this class of the Shrek Seven Devils are my Tang Sect disciples. If Xiaoxiao joins, that's seven. If we work together, the Tang Sect will become great again, and the glory of Lord Poseidon will shine brightly across the continent."

"How can the Body Sect, which has only been established for nearly four or five thousand years, compare with the ten thousand year heritage of our Tang Sect? Even if our Tang Sect declines, we will stand tall again on the continent. Then we will make sure the other party knows that the Tang Sect cannot be humiliated." At the end, Tang Ya's eyes were full of longing for the future.

"Then what?" Wu Xuan finally spoke, but his tone was cold.

"What then?" Tang Ya asked in surprise.

“After the Tang Sect becomes stronger, will you Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters who claim to be the direct descendants of the Sea God continue to regard yourselves as the main lineage and act superior?” Wu Xuan spoke slowly, but at the end, his words were cold without a trace of warmth.

"How could that be? The Tang Clan has never had a distinction between the main branch and the branch branches?" Looking at Wu Xuan's cold eyes, Tang Ya couldn't help but take two steps back.

"There's no distinction between main and branch branches? Then tell me what the status of the four single-attribute families is in the Tang Sect?"

"How did those three families disappear? And how did the Tang Sect finally perish?"

Tang Ya was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"You don't know, haha, you know nothing." Wu Xuan laughed with sarcasm in his eyes.

"Brother Wu, you."

Wu Xuan waved his hand, interrupting Tang Ya's next words. "Do you know who my mother is? If not, I'll give you a hint. She's the Level 69 Soul Emperor who issued a bounty on her body in your Tang Sect, but then rescinded it out of fear of retaliation."

"Are you Aunt Wenhui's son?" Tang Ya said in horror.

"Shut up! You are not worthy to mention my mother's name." Wu Xuan's eyes were like knives, and Tang Ya was so scared that she fell to the ground.

Wu Xuan turned around, glanced at Tang Ya indifferently, and said indifferently: "My second martial soul is the Soul-Breaking Spear, but it is not the Soul-Breaking Spear of the Tang Sect Medicine Hall lineage, but the Soul-Breaking Spear of the Poyi Clan."

After saying this, Wu Xuan turned and left without looking at Tang Ya again.

(End of this chapter)