Xu Yucheng truly was a formidable opponent. With four soul rings, he stood at the peak of the first grade.
Tang Wulin’s team would have to face him sooner or later, but from what they had seen, victory would be no easy feat.
“He really is too powerful. I’m not sure if we even stand a chance against him. Big brother Yang, do you think you can withstand his attack?” Tang Wulin asked with a worried face.
Yang Nianxia thought about it for a moment.
“I can probably endure for a short while,” he replied. “I think suppressing him with ranged attacks is the best approach. If we do face him, I’ll keep him occupied while Gu Yue showers him with her ice-attribute attacks. He has a frail body so he will be more susceptible to elemental attacks. Don’t worry, we still have a chance. Wulin. You’re a control-type soul master, right?”
“Yeah.” Tang Wulin nodded.
“Our team composition is pretty good then. You control, I’ll be the vanguard, and Gu Yue can attack from a distance. Alright, we got this!” Fire blazed in Yang Nianxia’s eyes.
Tang Wulin relaxed, a trace of admiration flashing through his eyes. “I have a suggestion, big brother Yang. I think you should be the captain of our team. Gu Yue and I are from Eastsea City, a distant place, so we’re not as knowledgeable as you. You’re strong and experienced. With you as captain, we’ll be able to last even longer in this competition. If we last until the end, you should be class president and we’ll be your vice-presidents.”
Yang Nianxia smiled wryly and patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder. “Sure, sure. Don’t worry. I’ll definitely protect you two.”
Gu Yue lowered her head, hiding the twitching of her mouth from Yang Nianxia as she fought to contain her laughter.
Tang Wulin beamed. “Big brother Yang, what should we do now?”
“I’ve almost fully recovered, and my martial soul is still fine. Once I’m ready, we’ll go join the fray and pick some fights too,” Yang Nianxia answered. “The class president is whoever lasts the longest, but if someone wins the position by just hiding the entire time, I don’t think our classmates would accept them. The class president isn’t just a figurehead after all. They’re responsible for leading the class. To that end, strength is paramount.”
“Oh. So it’s like that,” Tang Wulin said. “I thought just being the last person standing would be enough.”
A slight smile formed on Yang Nianxia’s lips, then he stood up. “You have to look at things on a deeper level. Now let’s get going.”
Tang Wulin pulled Gu Yue in front of him so she stood behind Yang Nianxia. She turned around and glared at him, puffing her cheeks out. He simply smiled in response.
Yang Nianxia was cautious as they advanced. Their path always zigzagged to take advantage of the shadows the foliage provided, and they silently made their way toward the most chaotic part of the forest.
A flash of white light suddenly bathed the area before them. Yang Nianxia raised a hand and Tang Wulin and Gu Yue came to a halt.
Another competitor had been eliminated.
A group walked out ahead of them. It was a team of seven.
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Golden Dragon Tang Wulin 2
FantasyThe Age of Gods has long since ended, their voices no longer heard on the continent of Douluo. Humanity, standing on the shoulders of legends from its history, advanced soul technology to inconceivable heights. The humans of Douluo invented weapons...
