The typhoon in Donghai City came very suddenly and had a huge impact on the entire city. Shops were unable to operate and schools were unable to teach. In a short period of time, it even caused traffic paralysis. Various departments of the General Administration were extremely busy.
Almost.
The typhoon lasted for a whole week. When it was the strongest, it could even uproot big trees, and many buildings were damaged.
Fortunately, everything is over.
After the typhoon, the air in Donghai City seems particularly fresh, with a touch of water vapor. The sun shines on the earth, and occasionally you can even see the light of a rainbow in the sky. The sky is blue and cloudless.
"What's going on with this guy? He hasn't responded to the call yet. His communicator seems to have run out of power and can't get through." Xie Xie was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window at this time. He was sitting among the teachers, as anxious as
Ants on a hot pot.
The reason is simple: Tang Wulin lost contact.
In the past few days, he had practiced hard under the guidance of Teacher Wu Changkong, and finally made a breakthrough. After the breakthrough, his first thought was to share the good news with his good friends. But who knew, Tang Wu
Lin's soul guide communication can't be opened.
What's more important is that classes have resumed today, but Tang Wulin didn't come at all, and he has no idea where he went.
The start of class also means that the promotion competition after school today will also resume. They will face their archenemy, Grade 1 Class 1. Class 1, the most powerful new voice in history!
Tang Wulin, what on earth is going on with you?
"Do you know where his studio is? How about we go find him at noon?" Gu Yue also frowned, with worry in her eyes.
Xie Xie smiled bitterly and said: "If I am interested in blacksmithing, how would I know where his studio is? That day he even sent me a message to tell me that he would always be in the studio. If he were there, he would
There can't be anything wrong! How come there's still no news yet? Could it be that he forgot the time?"
Gu Yue had a gloomy face, "What do you know? We will go to the Blacksmiths Association at noon. The association may register where his studio is."
Xie Xie, who was rare, did not refute Gu Yue's words. He nodded and said: "This is a good idea. We will go there later."
Tang Wulin still didn't show up until school ended at noon. Xie Xie and Gu Yue went to Wu Zhangkong to ask for leave, then flew out of the campus and went straight to the Blacksmiths Association.
However, when they walked out of the Blacksmiths Association half an hour later, they all looked depressed.
The Blacksmith Association's reply is simple. The information of any forging room registered in the association is confidential and cannot be leaked unless they have official special certificates. Moreover, the information about Tang Wulin has a higher confidentiality level than ordinary blacksmiths.
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"What should we do now? Let's ask Teacher Wu to apply for official permission, and then ask where he lives?" Gu Yue asked Xie Xie.
Xie Xie smiled bitterly and said: "It's too late! It's not that easy to apply for official permission. It always takes time. It will definitely not be completed today. I'm afraid only the two of us will be able to compete in our evening competition. Wulin
He's not an unreliable person! Something must have happened to him, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped coming to school."
Gu Yue raised her pretty face and frowned, "Let's go back first. No matter what, we need to ask Teacher Wu to apply for official permission first. The competition is not as important as Wu Lin's safety."
"Um."
"Official permission?" Wu Zhangkong looked at the two disciples in front of him, and his already cold face suddenly became more gloomy.
Tang Wulin hasn't come to class yet, and he couldn't find it when he went out to look for it.
"Okay, you go back to class first, I understand." Wu Zhangkong said coldly.
"Teacher, will we be the only ones competing in tonight's game?" Xie Xie asked.
Wu Zhangkong glanced at him and said, "It's just you two."
"yes."
Xie Xie and Gu Yue returned to the class full of worries. Both of them were not in a good mood. Although there was not much difference between two versus two and three versus three in their opinion, Tang Wulin was even the weaker among the three of them.
However, they have all become accustomed to this team. Without Tang Wulin, they always feel that something is missing.
The afternoon class passed quickly. Perhaps it was because the typhoon week had made the students in the junior department depressed for a long time. As soon as school ended today, a large number of students and even teachers gathered on the playground, waiting to see
Today is the last promotion match for the first graders.
"Did you hear about it? This year's promotion competition is so weird! A class like Class 5, the bottom class in the first grade, has made great progress and won three games in a row. Maybe this dark horse can win all the way."
"Stop dreaming. Do you know how terrifying this year's freshman class is? Being known as the strongest freshman class in history is not just a casual statement. There are three students in their class who are already at the level of second-ring great soul masters. What's more important
The thing is, the martial arts spirits are all very powerful. The three participating students from class five of the first grade are only in the first level. There is a qualitative gap. They are missing one soul skill and their soul power is also missing. I have no chance at all.
I want to see how far this year’s freshman class can go in the promotion competition. I heard that every class in the second grade feels like Alexander. Hehe.”
The students were talking one after another, and the teachers who came to the outside of the competition venue also gathered together.
Kong Hanwen, the head teacher of Grade 4, kept looking among the crowd, with sneers on his face.
"Teacher Kong, what are you looking at?" Ye Yingrong, the teacher of Class 3 of the first grade, asked in confusion.
Kong Hanwen said: "I'm looking for that guy Wu Zhangkong. Isn't he very arrogant? I want to see how his students were able to defeat Class 1 today." Kong Hanwen was holding his breath in his heart. You know, what he said
After the class he leads is defeated by Tang Wulin and the others, it means that it will become the bottom class of the first grade! This is undoubtedly a huge shame and will be a huge stain on his evaluation in the college.
Ye Yingrong sighed softly and said: "Yes! This year's Class 1 is really too strong. I think it's hard for all the second-grade classes to fight against them. There are only two Class 1 students in the second grade who have just broken through.
Students in the second ring. I estimate that they will definitely be able to reach the third grade in the promotion competition in the future."
Kong Hanwen sneered and said nothing. The purpose of his visit today was to see what the so-called cold and arrogant male god would look like after Wu Zhangkong's students lost.
"Here we come." Ye Yingrong whispered.
Kong Hanwen looked in the direction of her gaze. Sure enough, surrounded by the students from Class 5, Grade 1, Wu Zhangkong was walking at the front, heading towards the competition stage. Behind him, it was his
Two proud disciples, Xie Xie and Gu Yue.
However, what surprised Kong Hanwen was that he did not see that particularly beautiful male student. He seemed to be named Tang Wulin.
Just as Wu Zhangkong led Class 5 of the first-year academy to the outside of the venue, there was also a commotion on the other side.
The students consciously made way for a passage.
An Ran was walking in the front, a female teacher who looked to be 27 or 8 years old. Her appearance was at least 60% similar to Ye Yingrong's, but she was more beautiful, but there was something between her eyebrows that Ye Yingrong didn't have.
Arrogance.
Behind her were the first-year students who were known as the strongest freshmen class in many years. Walking in the front were three male students. The one on the left was none other than Zeng, Tang Wulin and Xie Xie.
Wei Xiaofeng, whom they had a conflict with.
Walking in the middle is a tall young man. Compared with Wei Xiaofeng's arrogance, he looks very calm and has a sense of maturity that his peers do not have. On the other side of him is an extremely thin man.
, seems to be a boy with only a skeleton. His eyes are a little cold, and his whole body seems to exude a dark aura, so that there are no students following him behind him, and it seems that no one wants to get close to him.
The two sides gathered on both sides of the competition stage, waiting for the promotion match to begin.
Ye Yingrong walked quickly to the female teacher and whispered: "Sister."