Chapter 72: Ferocious Tang Wulin

The arena's beast cage slowly opened, releasing a leopard whose whole body radiated golden light.

It is Tang Wulin's opponent.

Tang Wulin looked at it lightly, his gaze very calm.

He knows this soul beast; it is a metal-type leopard, abbreviated as Gold Leopard.

Metal-type soul beasts differ greatly from other soul beasts; other elemental types usually wield their corresponding element in battle, whereas metal-type soul beasts tend to use metal to strengthen themselves, tearing enemies apart with a brute physique.

In other words, they excel at close‑quarters melee combat.

Tang Wulin glanced at Gong Changlong on the judging panel, looking thoughtful.

Could this Gold Leopard be something Gong Changlong prepared for him out of worry that he would kill the soul beast? In fact, he guessed correctly.

Since Wulin is Class One's Class Monitor, he would be the first to appear, so Gong Changlong deliberately arranged for the responsible staff to place this Gold Leopard as the first beast.

Metal-type soul beasts are tougher than other types and less prone to mishaps.

However, Gong Changlong did not know that his action backfired.

Tang Wulin stared at the Gold Leopard without blinking, his fists slowly tightening.

These past few days he has been on the brink of exploding, his negative emotions having nowhere to vent.

Now, with such a tough metal soul beast before him, Tang Wulin suddenly finds it oddly pleasing to look at, like a sandbag that looks just right.

The judge looked at the man and the beast, and after confirming Tang Wulin was ready, stepped back quickly and moved outside the arena.

As the judge left the arena, the Gold Leopard let out a thunderous roar and lunged at Tang Wulin.

One must admit, true to its reputation for physique, the soul beast's sprint speed is extremely fast, even ordinary agile‑attack Soul Elders may not match it.

In almost an instant, it crossed the entire arena and arrived before Tang Wulin.

It leapt high, opened its huge mouth, and snapped toward Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin stared at it coldly, made no extra move, only clenched his fists tightly, and then—

"Dong!"

With a deafening bang, Tang Wulin's punch struck the Gold Leopard's abdomen, sending it soaring high into the air.

The Gold Leopard flew upward, spurted a mouthful of fresh blood, and its tongue was knocked out.

The students of Class One averted their gazes, unable to bear watching further.

Class One, composed of strong‑attack and control lines, has many members who serve as primary attackers in the freshman assessment.

And as primary attackers, once paired with Tang Wulin's group, they inevitably clash with the team's sole strong attacker, Tang Wulin.

Thus many of them have been beaten by Tang Wulin himself.

Now, seeing the Gold Leopard's miserable state, they instantly recalled the time a year ago during the freshman assessment when Tang Wulin had beaten them mercilessly, their faces recalling the sensation, feeling a phantom pain.

After sending the Gold Leopard flying, Tang Wulin did not linger; instead, he leapt high and landed before the Gold Leopard. In contrast to the previous exchange, this time Tang Wulin launched an attack from his high jump, yet the Gold Leopard remained feeble.

Facing the incoming Tang Wulin, it opened its bloodied maw to counter, but Tang Wulin seized its neck and hurled it violently to the ground.

"Bang!"

A huge crashing sound rang out; the Gold Leopard's body convulsed violently. Just as it tried to rise, Tang Wulin descended from the sky, landed before it, and kicked, sending it flying far away.

Under the massive impact, the Gold Leopard kept rolling on the ground, still trying to struggle, but Tang Wulin gave it no chance; he relentlessly pursued the beast, continuously launching attacks, rendering its counterattack utterly futile.

The judge beside them was already dumbfounded.

Is this still the Gold Leopard he knows?

A millennium-level Gold Leopard being chased and beaten by a sub‑second‑year student without using a martial soul—if someone had told him that yesterday, he would have thought they were speaking nonsense.

Yet this dreamlike scene now unfolded before his eyes; seeing Tang Wulin's assault grow ever fiercer, the judge hurriedly shouted, "Classmate Tang Wulin, your assessment is complete! Stop now!"

Hearing the judge's voice, Tang Wulin's body paused; a flash of malice crossed his eyes, but he inhaled deeply and forced the raging emotion down.

At that moment, the Gold Leopard began convulsing all over, foaming at the mouth.

"This..."

The judge couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

This scene differed from what he had imagined; he had expected Tang Wulin to hold out for a while and then the opponent would beg for help, but the battle turned out to be a complete crushing by Tang Wulin.

He helplessly looked at Director Li Panfeng seated on the judging panel, signaling him to give a score.

Li Panfeng was also speechless; he didn't know Tang Wulin's strength as well as Gong Changlong, so the power Tang Wulin displayed far exceeded his expectations.

Clearly, Tang Wulin's ultimate violence reached the pinnacle of strong attack; the opponent had no room to resist from start to finish, all counterattacks were crushed by extreme force, and no peer could have performed better.

Thus he gave a score.

"Full marks, one hundred and fifty points."

Upon hearing this, teachers from other classes were somewhat envious but had nothing to say.

One hundred and fifty points is not only the highest possible by the rules but also the highest in Academy history; previously, no second‑year student had ever achieved such a result in the promotion assessment.

After all, if one cannot face a millennium soul beast without a single mistake, maintaining a crushing stance throughout, any flaw would be found and points deducted.

Logically, this should be impossible for a child of this age; millennium soul beasts generally possess combat power surpassing ordinary Soul Elders, and second‑year students who have Soul Elder cultivation are already top among their peers, making it almost impossible for them to defeat a millennium soul beast, let alone crush an opponent like Tang Wulin.

Yet Tang Wulin accomplished this seemingly impossible feat, and did so with even greater brute force; consider that this ten‑year‑old has not yet even used his martial soul, which exceeds the teachers' comprehension.

Such a student has never appeared in the Academy's history; if he continues on this trajectory, he will surely surpass all predecessors and reach a realm beyond ordinary mortals.

He is the Academy's first truly deserved perfect score.

(End of Chapter)