Because Your Martial Soul Isn't Blue Silver Grass at All!

Yu Xiaogang was even more shocked!

His lips moved as he said,

"How is that possible?!"

"How could he know Tang San has Twin Martial Souls?!"

Although Yu Fan looked a little older, he was actually just a six-year-old brat.

Yu Xiaogang had devoted half his life to studying Martial Souls.

And now a six-year-old brat had outdone him?

That couldn't be real...

How was he supposed to carry on after this?

Wouldn't that mean he'd lived over forty years for nothing?!

"Impossible!"

Red in the face, Yu Xiaogang waved a hand and said,

"You're just a six-year-old brat. Do you even know what a Martial Soul is?"

"You don't know what a Martial Soul is at all!"

"Tang San, don't believe him! Everything he said is just a bunch of deceptive tricks..."

"Two Martial Souls of equal quality, my ass..."

"He just said it himself! The quality of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul isn't enough to support your Innate Full Soul Power..."

"So your other Martial Soul must be extremely powerful!"

The two of them argued without end.

Yu Xiaogang's reaction was especially intense.

For a moment, Tang San didn't know who was right.

"Why're you shouting sooo loud?"

Yu Fan pointed at Yu Xiaogang, who was red in the face and panting like an ox.

"If you dare run your mouth at me one more time,"

"I'll smash your head in right now."

He held out a hand and merely crooked his little finger.

"Swish!"

The Way of Jin and Che shot out in an instant.

A slash pierced the wall. Through the smooth, clean cut, they could see a distant tree, severed at the waist, slowly toppling over.

Yu Xiaogang took one look.

He swallowed and said,

"Y-you'd better give me an explanation! Otherwise, Tang San won't believe you!"

"Without learning propriety, one cannot stand."

Yu Fan spoke in a calm tone.

"Translation: if you don't learn proper manners and show me respect, I'll beat you until you can't stand."

With that, he looked at Tang San, who had remained silent all this time.

"Do you want to know the answer?"

"Yes, if you can tell me."

Tang San looked at him with utmost seriousness.

All he wanted to know now was whether Yu Xiaogang really was a fraud who had deceived the world to steal his reputation.

If Yu Fan could convince him,

then it would mean Yu Fan hadn't lied at all.

Yu Xiaogang really was trash!

A theory master who cursed himself twice in a single sentence!

But if he couldn't...

Then he really would have to give Yu Fan a good talking-to!

Actually, there wasn't much he could do.

At most, in a fit of rage, he could get a little angry!

"Hmph, let's hear what you can possibly say..."

Yu Xiaogang hadn't finished speaking

when he saw Yu Fan crook a finger. Yu Xiaogang hurriedly clapped a hand over his stinking mouth.

His eyes were full of fear.

Tang San couldn't help looking down on Yu Xiaogang.

How was he even more of a coward than Tang San?

"I did say just now that Blue Silver Grass couldn't support your Innate Full Soul Power, but I also made it clear that your Martial Soul isn't the so-called Blue Silver Grass at all."

What did that mean?

Both Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were stunned.

Yu Fan grinned and said,

"Because, if your parents have two different Martial Souls, and you have Innate Full Soul Power,"

"then you can only inherit the stronger one."

"Or, if your parents' Martial Souls are of the same grade, there's a certain chance that Twin Martial Souls will appear."

"But your First Martial Soul just happens to be Blue Silver Grass."

He pointed at the little blade of crystalline blue grass in Tang San's hand.

"Isn't there another possibility?"

Tang San asked, looking at Yu Fan.

Yu Fan shook his head.

"It's impossible for one of the Twin Martial Souls to be weak."

"Much less a blade of Blue Silver Grass."

"Do you know how vast the gap is between Blue Silver Grass and other Martial Souls?"

Tang San really didn't know, so he shook his head.

Yu Fan answered truthfully.

"Even the difference between heaven and earth doesn't do it justice. More accurately, it's the gap between the bright moon and a firefly."

"What makes you think a blade of wild grass could be paired with a Martial Soul that grants Innate Full Soul Power?"

As soon as he said that,

the fog cleared from Tang San's mind. But if his Martial Soul wasn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass, what kind of Martial Soul was it?

That was what puzzled him most at the moment.

Listening to Yu Fan's explanation, even Yu Xiaogang couldn't think of a rebuttal for the moment.

But Tang San's First Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass...

That was a fact!

Facts couldn't be changed. No matter how much sense Yu Fan made, he was still just farting!

"Then what exactly is my Martial Soul?"

Tang San pressed, unable to wait.

Yu Fan didn't conceal anything. He simply said,

"Blue Silver Emperor."

The moment those words came out,

Yu Xiaogang was utterly shaken.

He had once read about the Blue Silver Emperor in an ancient book. He was the supreme emperor of the Blue Silver Grass.

He had thought it was only a legend, but he hadn't expected...

No!

That wasn't right...

He had read that ancient book, and its description of the Blue Silver Emperor was nothing like this!

"Yu Fan, you're lying! The Blue Silver Emperor's markings are clearly gold, while Tang San's Blue Silver Grass has white markings..."

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish,

"Swish!"

A slash came crashing down.

It struck Yu Xiaogang squarely in the face.

"Y-you..."

Yu Xiaogang was scared out of his soul.

He landed on his backside, his legs too weak to hold him up.

"Noisy."

Yu Fan's gaze was cold as he glanced at the blood steadily seeping from Yu Xiaogang's face.

He had merely grazed him with the Way of Jin and Che just now.

If Yu Xiaogang dared run his mouth again,

then he swore the next slash...

would land on Yu Xiaogang's neck!

"Yu Fan, was what he said wrong?"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang injured, Tang San didn't know why,

but he actually began to feel a little sorry for the buzz-cut man.

Yu Fan gave a cold smile.

"What he said wasn't wrong."

"But his theoretical knowledge is far too shallow. Rushing out to make a fool of himself like that is just irritating."

"Your Martial Soul is indeed the Blue Silver Emperor. It's simply in an unawakened state right now."

"The previous Blue Silver Emperor hasn't completely died, so the Martial Soul you inherited naturally can't be crowned right away."

"Perhaps your father will teach you what to do."

After he finished,

Tang San had in fact come to believe Yu Fan completely.

Whether in the breadth of his knowledge or the level of detail,

Yu Fan definitely possessed an exceptionally complete body of Martial Soul Theory, and it was far superior to Yu Xiaogang's!

If he didn't believe Yu Fan, was he supposed to believe Yu Xiaogang?

"Yu Fan, I understand."

Tang San nodded.

He unconsciously clenched his fist.

It seemed his father was hiding something else.

No wonder Yu Fan had been so rude...

Could it be that he had known from the very beginning?

But how had Yu Fan known...?

Tang San couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, but Yu Fan hadn't harmed him.

That meant Yu Fan was a good person for now.

Even if his behavior was a little extreme, he was still a good person.

"Get lost, you stinking buzz cut!"

Tang San turned and pointed at Yu Xiaogang's nose as he cursed.

He had originally wanted to save Yu Xiaogang some face, but the buzz-cut man kept pestering them.

Now he had no intention of saving Yu Xiaogang any face.

"Y-you two..."

Yu Xiaogang panted like an ox, his eyes red.

He hadn't expected that, as a master of theory in the Soul Master World, he would be told he was worth less than dog shit by a six-year-old brat!

"Only I can teach you!"

"One of you has a heart for a Martial Soul, and the other has Twin Martial Souls, a rarity seen once in a hundred years!"

"Without me, Yu Xiaogang, both your futures will be ruined for nothing!"

"..."

Listening to Yu Xiaogang continue to roar in helpless fury,

Yu Fan really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Tang San, he's cursing us!"

"I know!"

Tang San strode forward and immediately slapped Yu Xiaogang hard across the face.

"Smack!"

The resounding slap left Yu Xiaogang completely dumbfounded.

"Get lost! Don't make me hit you!"

"Boo-hoo-hoo..."

Yu Xiaogang scrambled away on his hands and knees, not even daring to look back and meet Yu Fan and Tang San's gazes.