Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 17 Instant Kill
"If anyone else wants to challenge me, I won't hold back next time." Wu Xuan stood on the fighting stage and looked at the students in Class Nine.

"I come!!"

Wu Xuan's body paused, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked over with a frown.

Wu Xuan recognized the figure that stood up. To be more precise, he knew him from his previous life. It was Wu Feng who was beside Ning Tian.

"Sister Feng, what are you doing?! Didn't I just tell you not to challenge Wu Xuan?" Ning Tian lowered his voice, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Wu Feng gritted his teeth, not meeting Ning Tian's gaze, and said angrily, "That Wu Xuan is too arrogant and won't hold back. Who does he think he is? I refuse to accept this."

As he spoke, Wu Feng jumped from his seat and landed in the center of the venue.

Arriving at the venue, Wu Xuan stared at Wu Feng with a serious look, and Wu Feng met his gaze without showing any weakness.

He has already threatened, so if Wu Feng still dares to come up, don't blame him.

"Teacher Mu, the students in your class are very energetic! Haha!" The Soul Saint teacher of the healing department said with a smile.

Mu Jin also smiled and responded. The main reason she had the students in the class undergo actual combat training on the first day was to familiarize them with their martial spirit abilities and fighting styles, making it easier to select the seed team for the assessment three months later.

"The fighting spirit begins." As Mu Jin's voice echoed, Wu Feng cried out delicately, her body suddenly springing up. Waves of crimson spirit power surged from her body, accompanied by a gentle dragon roar.

A layer of light red sheen rippled on Wu Feng's skin. Starting from the left side of his face, it was covered with a layer of fine dragon scales. The scales extended down his neck and along his shoulders to his entire left arm and left hand.

Sensing the change in Wu Feng's aura, another Soul Saint teacher from the Strong Attack Department couldn't help but sigh, "Red Dragon Martial Soul, the soul power is condensed. Teacher Mu, your student has a great chance of becoming a core disciple."

"There is indeed a good chance. This little girl is the best among our Class Nine Soul Masters. If Wu Xuan underestimates the enemy, he will suffer." Mu Jin said with a smile.

But when she turned her head to look at the fighting arena, her smile froze, because Wu Feng had already flown out of the fighting arena and was defeated!
How long has it been? Just two sentences?
At this moment, the entire audience was silent, staring blankly at Wu Xuan on the fighting stage.

Wu Feng fell off the fighting stage and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fainted.

Upon seeing this, the healing teacher quickly jumped off the viewing platform and went to treat Wu Feng's injuries.

"What on earth just happened?" Mu Jin asked in disbelief, looking at the attack-type Soul Saint beside her.

"I only saw that kid kick out a whirlwind, which trapped the little girl, and then there was the wind dragon from before." The words of the strong attack soul saint were full of admiration.

She was already shocked by Wu Xuan's defeat of Qiangu Ming with one move. Now he killed Wu Feng, who had a powerful red dragon martial soul and was a great soul master, in two moves. Mu Jin felt that this world was mysterious.

After a quick check, the healing teacher breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The blood and qi are surging, and the soul power in the meridians is in disarray. Otherwise, there are no serious injuries. They must have stopped in time."

As he spoke, the healing Soul Saint activated his third soul skill. A green leaf floated out and disappeared into Wu Feng's head. After a while, Wu Feng, who had fainted, woke up.

"Anyone else wants to challenge? No waiting after the deadline! The prerequisite is that you should weigh your own weight before coming up." Seeing Wu Feng wake up, Wu Xuan's cold words came from the fighting arena again.

Without releasing a single soul skill, he defeated two great soul masters in succession. This time, no student stood up. Among soul masters, the strongest are supreme, this rule has never changed in ten thousand years.

Mu Jin wrote something down in the folder and said with a smile, "Alright, that's enough! Wu Xuan, come down! Next, it's Nanmen Yuner versus Li Ya."

"Okay!" Wu Xuan nodded and then went to the audience seats.

"Squad leader, that Wind Dragon you summoned was so cool. Is it a self-created soul skill?" Nanmen Yuna asked with admiration in her eyes as she walked onto the soul fighting stage.

"I guess so!" Wu Xuan responded with a smile and walked past sideways.

At this time, the audience cheered and applauded

"Squad leader, you are so strong! We are convinced!"

Wu Xuan ignored the students' flattery and sat in the viewing platform to watch the game.

Actual combat continues
Compared with the first day of school for freshmen class one, which required them to run a hundred laps, the first day of classes for freshmen class nine was relatively easy.

Each person only needed to participate in one actual combat confrontation, and the rest of the time was mostly spent watching the battle. Those auxiliary spirit masters who had no combat power also participated in two-on-two spirit duels arranged by Mu Jin.

"You can arrange your own practice in the afternoon! get out of class is dismissed now!" Mu Jin announced to the audience.

As soon as Mu Jin left, the students from Class 9 started to gather around Wu Xuan again.

"Squad leader! Let's go eat together! My martial soul also has the wind element, and I just want to ask you for advice on cultivation." Nanmen Yuner stepped forward and invited.

"Wu Xuan! Do you want to have lunch together?" Ning Tian walked up to Wu Feng, whose expression was a little stiff, and invited him.

"Monitor."

"Go away! You girls, stop bothering our Brother Xuan! Brother Xuan's time is very precious." Qian Guming stepped forward and stopped them with a tactful look.

"You kid! You change your face so quickly! Just treat me to a meal and forget about it." Wu Xuan hooked his arm around Qiangu Ming's neck and spoke in a threatening tone.

"Okay! You can eat as many meals as you want." Qiangu Ming grinned and said.

"That's what you said!" Wu Xuan smiled maliciously and left the crowd.

"Dear female classmates, the class monitor has an appointment, so you can come next time! Haha!" Qian Gu Ming said provocatively in a very asking manner.

"This damn guy!" Nammon Yoona stomped her feet in hatred.

Ning Tian looked at the two people leaving, wondering what he was thinking.

the other side!
"Teacher Mu, the monitor you chose seems to be quite popular!" The healing Soul Saint teased.

"It's really rare." Mu Jin said with a smile.

"An elemental martial soul, with only three rings, can influence the elements of nature. This is something that Ling Luochen, that girl, could never compare to."

"Mr. Lin! Are you saying that Wu Xuan's talent is even higher than Ling Luochen's?" Mu Jin said in shock.

"To be precise, it's far more than that! I wonder how happy old Du Weilun would be if he knew about this. Haha!"

In the cafeteria, because the actual combat confrontation ended early, the cafeteria seemed very empty when the students of Class 9 arrived.

Since Qiangu Ming said he wanted to treat everyone, Wu Xuan naturally would not be polite to him. He served a serving of steamed beef from a hundred-year-old giant-horned bull, a dish of braised tiger claws from a hundred-year-old gale tiger, a more ordinary green jade crucian carp soup, and finally a large bowl of crystal white corn rice.

Although each dish was small, the energy contained within it was incomparable to ordinary meals, and of course, the price was also unknown. Two dishes and a soup cost a total of thirty-one gold soul coins.

When Wu Xuan picked up the plate, Qian Guming behind him almost widened his eyes and revealed an expression that was uglier than crying.

"Look how scared you are! I didn't ask you to treat me to lunch!" Wu Xuan couldn't help but teasing after paying the bill quickly.

After Qiangu Ming finished cooking, he sat down opposite Wu Xuan. The food Qiangu Ming cooked was actually not bad, and there was even a portion of hundred-year-old soul beast meat.

"Let's go to the night market for dinner. I heard that the snack street in the outer courtyard is a major feature of Shrek." Wu Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay!" Qiangu Ming nodded quickly.

　The Pozhi Clan has joined the Tang Sect for ten thousand years. To the people of the entire Douluo Continent, the Soul-Breaking Spear is the symbol of the Tang Sect, and almost all soul masters recognize it.

　　Tang San is watching from the sky, and I know this, so I wrote the Soul-Breaking Spear as my second martial soul. Otherwise, I would not have written the Soul-Breaking Spear as my second martial soul.

　　If the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was obtained by an outsider, Tang San would definitely try to stop it, but the protagonist is still a Tang Sect disciple, so Tang San might not stop it and would only think about subduing the protagonist. After all, from Tang San's perspective, he is the ancestor of the Tang Sect, and the Tang Sect disciples will only worship him for no reason.

　　These will be written in the following pictures. Dear friends, please be merciful and don’t jump to conclusions so quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)