"but!"

Sure enough, there are still but...

Wu Changkong said coldly: "The five of you all have a common problem, and this problem will be solved in the next practical class. That is, your own practical experience and practical skills are seriously lacking. What I am talking about is not your combat experience in using martial souls and soul skills. You also lack something in that aspect, but it is not too powerful. What you lack even more is the basic combat ability when not using martial souls."

Basic combat ability? Do soul masters need such things? Don’t soul masters just need to achieve combat goals by releasing their soul skills?

Except for Tang Wulin who was thinking, the other four people showed some disapproval on their faces.

"Do you think that what I mentioned is not meaningful?"

Gu Yue said: "Yes, Teacher Wu. My ability is elemental control. During the battle, I only need to constantly suppress the opponent through elements. Whether it is a single enemy or a group enemy, as long as the elements I control are strong enough, the battle can be ended. Basic combat ability does not seem to be of any significance to me. What I should do more is to improve my soul and mental power."

Wu Changkong nodded.

"If you think so, then let's do a test. Gu Yue, you come out too. You and Tang Wulin attack me together. I do not use any soul skills, but I will also suppress my soul power to the same level as you, about level thirteen. See if you can defeat me. Well, the martial soul is also activated."

While speaking, Wu Changkong turned around and picked up a teaching stick from the podium, and then returned to the center.

Gu Yue had already stood up and came to Tang Wulin. At the same level, he still didn't apply soul skills? He didn't even need martial souls? Is this too underestimated?

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue looked at each other, and they took a few steps back at the same time, setting apart some distance from Wu Changkong, and releasing their martial souls at the same time.

"Come on." Wu Changkong waved the teaching stick in his hand casually.

Tang Wulin took the lead in moving. What he was best at was strength. Of course, he had to give full play to his advantages in this regard and rushed towards Wu Changkong. His own blue silver grass also swarmed out and swarmed towards Wu Changkong from all directions.

Gu Yue followed him, waved his hands together, and the elemental control ability was in the fastest wind blade. The fastest wind blade immediately released seven or eight, covering Wu Changkong from its tricky position, blocking all the lines he could dodge.

Suppressing soul power means that Teacher Wu's speed will be greatly limited, and Tang Wulin and Gu Yue, in a sense, are both soul masters who value both strong attack and control. Even if they cannot win at the beginning, as long as they control Wu Changkong and limit him to a certain range, the possibility of victory in the battle will become very large.

The two practiced together for several months. Although they did not communicate verbally, they understood the other party's meaning and cooperated with them quite a tacit understanding.

Wu Changkong stood there without moving, but just raised his right hand. He waved the whip in his hand. In his hand, there was no difference between the whip and the sharp sword.

Everyone just saw Wu Changkong's wrist shaking, and the teaching stick had already transformed into a phantom.

The first thing that arrived in front of Wu Changkong was the wind blades, but what was strange was that these wind blades had just entered the range of Wu Changkong's teaching rod and turned into airflows and dissipated in the air.

Then there were Tang Wulin's vines. The blue silver grass vines covered up one by one, but when they approached, they were bounced away as if they were blocked by something. They could not get close to within one meter in front of Wu Changkong's body.

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue's faces changed at the same time.

What Gu Yue felt was that Wu Changkong's teaching whip was always on the core part of his wind blade, causing the wind element contained in Feng Renzhong to become disordered, resulting in the wind blade breaking.

Tang Wulin's feeling was even more strange. After his blue silver grass vines were released, they were like spiritual snakes. However, Wu Changkong's teaching stick could point appropriately above the seven inches of the "snake" every time, making his soul power seem unable to be transmitted to the front end. Therefore, not only was the attack blocked, but the Blue Silver Grass's ability to fight again was greatly restricted.

What's going on?

Gu Yue raised his hand and shot several balls of fireballs. The whip was made of wood. Perhaps the effect of the fire element would be better. At this time, Tang Wulin had already arrived in front of Wu Changkong.

He grabbed it with his right hand and went straight to Wu Changkong's chest. Under his deliberate urging, golden scales instantly covered his right arm.

After previous experiments, Tang Wulin had some understanding of his Golden Dragon King's power. The golden scales were not always a decoration. In addition to strengthening their strength, they would always be stronger in defense. Therefore, he chose to attack Wu Changkong directly with his right hand.

"Bang!" Wu Changkong's instruction stick directly hit Tang Wulin's wrist, which was flashing with a light golden light.

The whip was raised, and Tang Wulin's wrist only shook slightly, but the casting trend remained unchanged and he still grabbed Wu Changkong's chest.

Without any effect, Wu Changkong's face remained unchanged, and he made a slight mistake under his feet. Although he seemed to have just taken a step back, he easily opened the distance between Tang Wulin and dodged the attacks of those fireballs.

What shocked the students even more was that during the retreat, the teaching stick did not forget to stab the fireballs a few times, so as to disperse the fireballs so that they could not hurt the classroom. This sword technique can be described as a magical skill.

The whip stabbed out again, Tang Wulin felt a pain in the bend of his elbow, and his right arm was slightly bent. He felt as if there was a force to penetrate his arm, but he had only a little feeling that the force failed to penetrate the scales and dissipated on its own.

A hint of surprise finally appeared in Wu Changkong's eyes, but when he moved his footsteps, he had already gone to the side and moved away from Tang Wulin's right hand.

"Bang!"

Tang Wulin's neck felt a pain, and it hurt so hard that it hurt his bones, and he fell backwards. There was no protection of scales on his neck!

Wu Changkong pointed the whip in his hand at his waist again. If he hit the target, Tang Wulin would inevitably lose his combat ability.

But at this moment, Wu Changkong's face changed again.

The reason is very simple. Seven or eight fireballs shot straight to all directions of the classroom in a scattered manner.

Gu Yue showed a sinister smile on his pretty face. Aren’t you afraid of damaging the classroom? Then I will save you if I attack the enemy.

Sure enough, Wu Changkong had to let Tang Wulin go, but the next moment, the students of Class 0 also truly realized what the strength of a truly strong man was.

Wu Changkong's figure suddenly became illusory. In an instant, it seemed that there were countless him in the entire classroom. Then the seven or eight fireballs quietly disappeared in the air, and no one even saw clearly how he took action.

The teaching whip was covered, and Gu Yue felt a pain on his waist and fell to the ground. Before Tang Wulin could react, he felt a numbness coming, and he also sat on the ground.

this……

Very strong.

The classroom suddenly became quiet, and Wu Changkong reappeared in front of Tang Wulin. His eyes were staring at the golden scales gradually fading on Tang Wulin's right arm, revealing a thoughtful look.

Although he did not use his martial soul at the same level, he had just condensed his soul power after suppressing it. Even so, he could not break through his joint defense, but only bent his arm slightly for a moment. This layer of scale defense has enough defensive power for attacks of the same level. Tang Wulin has not used his ability to use the dragon claw, and that should be stronger.

"Teacher, what you just used are all basic skills?" Xie Xie's eyes widened and looked at Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong nodded, "Do you still think basic skills are useless now? Basic skills are the foundation of everything. Martial souls and soul skills can make soul masters powerful, but how to use them can determine the degree to which you are powerful. Basic skills are the way to apply them, and this also exists on battle armor or ordinary mechas. Therefore, starting from today, for a long time in the future, basic practical skills practice will be an important subject for you."

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