Guang Biao, driving the purple mech, suddenly froze, his pupils constricting sharply inside the cockpit, instantly drenched in sweat.
"Armor?"
This discovery made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
His original desperate resolve crumbled at this moment, replaced by endless fear.
He had never dreamed that this seemingly ordinary Eastsea Academy teacher was actually a noble Armor Master.
Wu Changkong held the Skyfrost Sword, pointing it diagonally at the ground, his entire aura rapidly escalating exponentially.
"Tian Bing!"
These two words slowly escaped his lips, his voice trembling with a long-lost emotion.
In the depths of his eyes, which had turned a deep blue, an indescribable pain surged.
"Tian" represented the Skyfrost Sword; "Bing" was the name of his departed lover.
For so many years, Wu Changkong had been unwilling to easily use his Armor, fearing that the surging thoughts would completely engulf him.
Each time he summoned his Armor, it was like reopening that wound that would never heal. But he had to live, he had to fulfill his promise to her.
In front of an Armor Master, a mere mecha pilot was not worth mentioning.
Even the purple mech in front of him, or even a rare black mech, had to bow down before a true Armor Master.
At this moment, Wu Changkong, clad in the Armor named "Tian Bing," possessed the strength of an eight-ring Spirit Douluo-level powerhouse.
"You want to harm my students? Then pay with your life!"
Wu Changkong's voice was utterly cold, devoid of any emotion.
The first spirit ring behind him suddenly lit up, a deep yellow light spreading out as if substantial.
First Spirit Ability: "Frost Mark!"
The Skyfrost Sword trembled slightly, and a sky-blue Sword Qi tore through the air!
Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the moisture in the air instantly condensed into fine ice crystals, reflecting a deadly light in the sun.
This sword strike seemed effortless, yet it contained a chill capable of freezing everything.
"No..."
Guang Biao's scream was cut short.
The purple mech was neatly split in two, the cut covered with a thick layer of frost.
Guang Biao, inside the cockpit, didn't even have time to react before he was frozen along with the mech by the extreme cold Sword Qi, then shattered into countless ice crystals.
"Guang Biao, dead!"
A deathly silence enveloped the entire scene.
The members of the Soul Guidance Mech Legion were stunned, some even forgetting to breathe.
Their proud mechs were as fragile as paper toys in front of the Armor Master.
The blue light gradually receded, and it seemed as if countless blue Qi streams were converging towards Wu Changkong's body between heaven and earth.
White clothes, blue sword, Skyfrost and snow-cold—Tian Bing Wu Changkong!
"Go back and Cultivate!"
A cold voice sounded, these four words directed at Fang Yang and the other three.
"Butler, I'm going back to school first."
Xie Xie was the first to break the silence, turning to the Xie Family members, "You all go back too."
"Yes, Young Master." The butler bowed and led the Xie Family members to withdraw in an orderly fashion.
After the matter was resolved, Forging Master Association President Mu Chen also came forward: "Wu Lin, we'll take our leave now. Let's keep in touch."
"President, take care." Tang Wulin responded respectfully.
And so, Fang Yang and the other three silently followed Wu Changkong back to Eastsea Academy.
Even after his figure completely disappeared, the scene remained eerily silent.
"Male God..."
A girl's sudden shriek caused Eastsea Academy to erupt. Students from the Intermediate and Advanced Departments shouted Wu Changkong's name in unison.
Especially the students of Fifth Class, their faces flushed, their chests puffed out with pride.
Among the students assigned to Fifth Class, who hadn't felt wronged, except for Geniuses like Fang Yang and his group?
At this moment, Wu Changkong's power made all the Fifth Class students feel a sense of vindication.
That scene just now was truly shocking.
Armor possessed, one sword to slay the enemy! The arrogant Guang Biao couldn't even withstand a single move in front of Wu Changkong.
"Boss Guang Biao is dead, what do we do?" someone in the Soul Guidance Mech Legion whispered.
"What boss?"
Someone immediately retorted, "Guang Biao colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult and betrayed the Sun Moon Federation; he deserved to die!"
In the blink of an eye, all of Guang Biao's men retreated.
Long Hengxu looked at the directions the two sides departed, his face filled with shock.
Strength was everything; the only effective way to solve problems was indeed through absolute power.
Before Wu Changkong made his move, the situation was almost unmanageable; after Wu Changkong made his move, he resolved the problem with decisive action.
Now that Guang Biao was dead, all troubles vanished into thin air.
"Let's go, everyone disperse!"
Many people had gathered at the Eastsea Academy gate, and at Long Hengxu's urging, they had no choice but to leave.
Inside Wu Changkong's office.
"Teacher Wu, we're sorry, we caused you trouble."
Led by Fang Yang, the four apologized to Teacher Wu in unison.
"It's fine, you all go back and Cultivate." Teacher Wu's tone remained cold.
Xie Xie couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Wu, aren't you blaming us?"
"You didn't do anything wrong. Guang Long deserved to die, there's nothing more to say."
Wu Changkong's gaze swept over the four, "However, for your safety, you are not allowed to leave school without permission at night, except in special circumstances."
"Yes!"
Fang Yang and the other three answered in unison.
Wu Changkong nodded slightly and got up to walk towards the door.
As he passed them, he paused: "Oh, by the way, there's still a promotion match tomorrow. Do your best."
It wasn't until Wu Changkong left that the office door gently closed.
Fang Yang and the other three finally let out a long breath and exchanged smiles.
Tang Wulin patted his chest, a smile on his face: "I thought I'd be punished with running laps around the field."
"Wu Lin, come on."
Xie Xie rolled his eyes, "I don't want to experience that kind of living-hell physical training again."
Fang Yang looked out the window: "It's getting late, let's go back."
He naturally took Gu Yue's hand, and she nodded slightly, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.
And so, after parting with Gu Yue, Fang Yang and the other two returned to their dormitory.
...
The next day, Fang Yang and the other three were not punished by Eastsea Academy; everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.
The promotion match was held as scheduled, and this time their opponents were Grade One Class Two.
Compared to usual, many more students came to watch this time, and even quite a few students from the Advanced Department came specifically for it.
Clearly, they were not just there to watch the match, but also to catch a glimpse of Wu Changkong.
Ever since the Guang Biao incident yesterday, the names of Grade One Class Five and Wu Changkong had resounded throughout Eastsea Academy.
Facing Grade One Class Two, Fang Yang and his team didn't even use their full strength, casually treating their opponents like a mob on the roadside.
Such a strong performance, coupled with Wu Changkong's reputation, solidified the fame of Grade One Class Five throughout Eastsea Academy.
Tomorrow was a rest day, and after the rest day, they would face the challenge of Grade One Class One.
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