Chapter 112 Basic Combat Training

elf is a kind of soul guiding tool. It consumes your soul power. But it wasn’t born because of your soul power. I've never encountered this situation before. Right now, it's hard to say whether it's g...But!

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Wu Changkong coldly said: "The five of you all have one common problem, a problem that the upcoming practical lessons will address. That is, your actual combat experience and combat skills are severely lacking. What I mean is not your experience in using your martial souls and soul skills to fight. On that front, you're somewhat lacking, but it's not too serious. What you lack more is the basic combat ability when you're not using your martial souls."

Basic combat ability Do Soul Masters need that Aren't Soul Masters only supposed to achieve their combat objectives by releasing their Soul Techniques

Besides Tang Wulin who seemed thoughtful, the other four displayed a hint of unconcern on their faces.

"Don't you think my fundamental combat capability is meaningless"

Gu Yue said, "Yes, Teacher Wu. My ability is elemental control. In battle, I just need to keep suppressing the opponent with elements, whether it's a single enemy or a group of enemies. As long as the elements I control are strong enough, I can end the battle. Basic combat abilities seem meaningless to me. What I should do is improve my soul power and mental strength."

The dancer's head tilted slightly.

“If you think so, then let’s have a test. Gu Yue, come out too. You and Tang Wulin together, attack me. I won’t use any soul skills, and I’ll suppress my soul power to the same level as yours, around level thirteen or so. See if you can defeat me. Hmm, activate your martial souls too.”

As the music began, the dance master turned from the podium and picked up a cane from it. He then returned to center stage.

Gu Yue had now stepped forward, standing beside Tang Wulin. At the same level, was it not suitable to use soul skills Didn't even need to use their martial souls This is too much of a look down on people!

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue looked at each other, both taking a few steps back. They created some distance between themselves and Wu Changkong. At the same time, they released their martial souls.

"Come on." The dance master casually waved the staff in his hand.

Tang Wulin took the lead. He was best at strength, of course he had to exert his advantage in this area. While charging towards Wu Changkong, his Blue Silver Grass also surged out, swarming from all directions towards Wu Changkong.

Gu Yue followed closely behind him, her hands moving in unison. From her mastery of elemental control, the fastest wind blades in her repertoire shot forth, seven in total, striking from unexpected angles to encircle Wu Changkong, sealing off all his escape routes.

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Suppressing soul power also means that Teacher Wu's speed will be greatly restricted, while Tang Wulin and Gu Yue. In a sense, they are both Soul Masters who combine powerful attacks with control. Even if they can't win at the start, as long as they control Wu Changkong and limit him to a certain area, then the possibility of winning the battle will become much greater.

For several months, the two cultivated together. Although they didn't communicate verbally, they more or less understood each other's intentions and cooperated quite well.

Wu Changkong stood still, only raising his right hand. The staff in his hand swung out, in his hands, the staff was no different from a sword.

All everyone saw was the dance master's wrists shaking. The whip had already transformed into a blur.

The first to reach Wu Changkong's presence were those wind blades, but strangely, as soon as they entered the range of Wu Changkong's staff, they simply dissipated into streaks of air.

Then came Tang Wulin's vine. The Blue Silver Grass vines covered over, but as soon as they got close, it was like something blocked them, causing them to bounce back and forth and unable to get within one meter of Ma Longkong's body.

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue's faces both changed simultaneously.

Gu Yue could feel the rhythmic crack of Wu Changkong's staff hitting the core of her wind blades every time. It disrupted the flow of Feng Renzhong's infused wind element, causing her wind blades to shatter.

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And Tang Wulin felt even more strange. His Blue Silver Grass vines released, like a string of serpents. However, with each strike of Wuchangkong's staff, it landed precisely on the "snake's" weak point, preventing his soul power from reaching the front line. Not only were his attacks blocked, but the Blue Silver Grass's ability to regenerate was also severely restricted.

What on earth is going on

Gumu raised his hand, firing out a few more fireballs. His staff was made of wood; perhaps fire-elemental magic would be even more effective. By this time, Tang Wulin had also reached Wu Changkong's front.

He shot out his right hand, aiming straight for the dancer's chest. Under his deliberate urging, golden scales instantly covered his right arm.

After previous experiments, Tang Wulin had a rough understanding of his Golden Dragon King power. Those golden scales wouldn't just be for show, right Besides boosting strength, they should also provide some defensive enhancement. That's why he chose to launch an attack directly at Wu Changkong with his right hand.

"Bang!" Dance in the Sky's whip struck Tang Wulin's wrist, which was shimmering with a faint golden light.

With a flick of his wrist, Tang Wulin barely moved, but the momentum remained unchanged. His attack still charged towards Wu Changkong's chest.

It had no effect, but Wu Changkong's expression remained unchanged. His foot slipped slightly, though it only seemed like he took a step back, he effortlessly widened the distance between himself and Tang Wulin, dodging those balls of fire.

What shocked the students even more was that during the chaos, the master still managed to strike several times, dispersing the fireballs and preventing them from engulfing the classroom. This swordsmanship could be described as truly divine.

The whip stabbed out again. Tang Wulin's elbow throbbed, his right arm curving slightly. He felt as if a force was trying to pierce his arm, but it was just a faint sensation. That force ultimately failed to penetrate the scales and dissipated on its own.

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A hint of surprise finally appeared in Wu Changkong's eyes, but as soon as he moved his feet, he had already circled to the side, making way for Tang Wulin's right hand.

"Bang!"

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Tang Wulin felt a sharp pain in his neck, burning and agonizing. It went straight to the bone, causing him to stumble back. He had no scales to protect his neck!

With a flick of his staff, the dance master pointed towards Tang Wulin's waist. If he hit him there, Tang Wulin would certainly lose his ability to fight.

But just at that moment, the dance master's face changed again.

The reason is simple, seven or eight fireball clusters scattered in all directions and shot straight at the classroom.

A sly smile played on Gu Yue's pretty face, "Aren't you afraid of damaging the classroom Then I'll strike where it hurts most."

As expected, Wu Changkong had to let go of Tang Wulin, but in the next moment, the students of Class Zero truly witnessed what true power was.

The figure of Wu Changkong suddenly became illusory. In an instant, it seemed as if countless versions of him appeared throughout the classroom. Then, the seven or eight fireballs silently vanished in mid-air, and no one even saw how he made his move.

The teacher's whip swept down, and Gu Yue felt a sharp pain in her waist as she tumbled to the ground. Tang Wulin on the other side hadn't reacted yet, but he also felt a tingling sensation and found himself sitting heavily on the ground.

This…

That's impressive.

The classroom fell silent in an instant. Wu Changkong reappeared before Tang Wulin, his gaze fixed on the golden scales on Tang Wulin's right arm that were gradually fading away, a contemplative look on his face.

Although he didn't use his Spirit, under the same level circumstances, he just condensed his suppressed soul power into a single point. Even so, it wasn't able to break through his joint defense, only causing his arm to bend slightly for a moment. This scale armor defense possesses sufficient defensive strength against attacks of the same level. Tang Wulin hadn't used his Dragon Claw ability yet, which should be even stronger.

"Teacher, all those moves you just used were basic techniques" Xie Xian stared wide-eyed at Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong nodded. "Do you still think basic skills are useless Basic skills are the foundation of everything. While spirit abilities and soul techniques can make soul masters powerful, how they are used determines their true strength. Basic skills are the way to apply them, whether in battle armor or ordinary mechs, this also applies. Therefore, from now on, for a long time to come, basic combat skill training will be an important subject for you."

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