Making a one-word battle armor at their level called for surpassing their limits. If Tang Wulin and his group didn’t stand united, this would all be a pipe dream.
However, it was clear that neither Wu Siduo nor Luo Guixing respected Tang Wulin. This was natural since he was the class president, the position making him the target of much attention and hostility in his class.
Do I really want all of this?
But Tang Wulin wasn’t one to shrink back from his responsibilities. Now that he was the class president, he would do his best to fulfill the role no matter the challenges.
He patted Gu Yue on the shoulder, conveying to her that he didn’t need her to speak up for him. He approached Luo Guixing’s side and took a seat.
“You’re very strong and good at commanding. But you can’t deny that right now, I am the first grade’s class president,” Tang Wulin said quietly.
Luo Guixing’s brows arched. “So what?”
Tang Wulin smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. “It’s nothing much. I just wanted to tell you that you have no chance of taking my position this semester. You’re a smart person, so you should know internal strife will just set us all back. Even if you don’t respect me, you still have to cooperate with me. We are in the same group currently, a team, and we’re also the first grade’s class council. Cultivating is like rowing a boat upstream. It’s not easy and takes a lot of effort. If we want to exceed our peers, then we need to discard our grudges and focus on cultivating.
“I guarantee you that as a blacksmith, I’ll treat everyone equally and forge to the best of my ability. I will work myself to the bone to meet everyone’s expectations, especially so we can succeed in making one-word battle armor. I will also promise you that by the end of the semester, we will all have several pieces of battle armor. We will all be on the same stage when it comes to that. So if you plan to snatch the class president seat from me, work hard. Grow and improve. Then come next semester, try to defeat me.”
He left Luo Guixing alone to mull over those words and made his way to Wu Siduo.
Because she had a good pair of ears and sat not too far from Luo Guixing, Wu Siduo had heard everything Tang Wulin said. She raised her head as he drew near, eyes fixed on him.
“I’m the one to blame for this battle’s loss.” Tang Wulin returned her stare, the words leaving his lips steady and unfaltering. “I didn’t coordinate properly with everyone and underestimated Teacher Wu’s strength. We might not be friends, but we have to be comrades. So, I’ll be honest with you. I’m not a fourth-rank blacksmith. I’m actually a fifth-rank one.”
That statement brought all sorts of shivers down her spine.
Catching sight of her reaction, Tang Wulin broke into a smile. “Becoming friends with me, someone who could be a Divine Blacksmith in the future, is a good idea. After all, our goal is four-word battle armor in the future, right?”
He extended his hand to Wu Siduo. After a moment of hesitation, she took it and gave it a firm shake.
“Today after class, I’ll go forge the metal for our battle armors.”
As they drew back their hands, a voice sounded off to their side.
“What you said was right,” Luo Guixing said as he walked over, clearly finished with his thoughts.
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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...