A Buzz-Cut Man? The Theory Grandmaster Who Insulted Himself Twice in One Sentence!

The gatekeeper had never seen anything like this.

He was so frightened he was on the verge of pissing himself!

"I... I'll pick it up!"

Not far away, Yu Xiaogang was secretly watching, taking everything in. He had noticed the youth, who was as sturdy as an ox, early on.

And Tang San, whose looks were unremarkable, standing beside him.

Every day, he set aside some time to wait by the main gate for a talented student to appear.

"Th-this... how is this possible? Space is warping?!"

Others might not recognize space.

But Yu Xiaogang, who had studied many of Spirit Hall's secret manuals, knew what substance Yu Fan was warping.

Wasn't it space itself?

There's definitely more to this boy than meets the eye!

Yu Xiaogang made up his mind to go over and settle things in a moment.

First impressions were important. He wanted to present himself in the best possible light and leave a deep impression on both of them.

Since Yu Fan had this kind of ability, perhaps Tang San, whose looks were unremarkable, had some talent too.

But before Yu Xiaogang could walk over-

Bang!

After a tremendous crash, Yu Fan could be seen tearing a chunk of metal from the forged iron gate with one hand.

"Confucius traveled east and saw two children debating the sun!"

From the gatekeeper's perspective, the world seemed to turn pitch-black at that moment. Only Yu Fan remained, black and white, with a chilling red light glowing in his eyes.

Seeing the gatekeeper drenched in sweat and at a loss,

Tang San translated from the side.

"Confucius went east to fight. Two children were discussing whether the man fighting Confucius would live to see tomorrow's sun."

He had heard Yu Fan say that just yesterday.

He hadn't expected it to come in handy so soon.

"I... I'll pick it up!"

The gatekeeper hurriedly crouched down, wiped the Martial Soul certificate clean, and handed it to Yu Fan. Even his hands were trembling; he was clearly terrified to the extreme.

Yu Fan snatched the Martial Soul certificate, then gave Tang San a deeply threatening look.

Tang San: Wait, why are you looking at me?

He said in an indifferent tone,

"Go on, slap him twice! Teach him a lesson."

"Huh? Me..."

"Then are you planning to make me do it?"

Yu Fan raised his palm, as large as a palm-leaf fan.

Tang San swallowed.

If that palm came down on the gatekeeper, wouldn't his head spin right around?

The gatekeeper had clearly realized how serious the situation was too, and hurriedly gave Tang San a pleading look.

It was as if he were saying, Bro, you'd better be the one to hit me!

Just as Tang San was about to hit the gatekeeper-

"Wait!"

Had Yu Fan changed his mind?

Yu Fan bared a row of gleaming white teeth and said,

"If you don't hit hard enough, I'll be slapping your face instead."

"..."

A few drops of cold sweat beaded on Tang San's forehead.

Then he looked at the gatekeeper.

It was as if he were saying, Bro, I'm begging you! Of all the people you could have offended, why did it have to be him?!

His conscience clashed wildly with his instincts.

Yu Fan merely said calmly,

"If you don't hit him today,"

"Then when Old Jack comes tomorrow, he'll be the one this man gives a hard time. Do you think someone like that deserves your sympathy?"

"Could it be..."

"You want to be a doormat?"

Listening to Yu Fan's indifferent words,

Tang San made up his mind.

The gatekeeper had brought this on himself.

If Old Jack had been the one given a hard time just now, Tang San would probably have been preparing his Sleeve Arrow by this point.

A core rule of the Tang Sect: no disciple of the Tang Sect may lightly stir up trouble, but those who take the initiative to offend them may be answered with thunder.

Smack!

A resounding slap landed on the gatekeeper's left cheek.

Then another slap landed on his right!

Both sides of the gatekeeper's face swelled up. After all, Tang San had Innate Full Soul Power. How could his slaps lack force?

Even if he was still only a child!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I'll never dare do it again!"

The gatekeeper hurriedly knelt on the ground and admitted his mistake.

Watching the gatekeeper prostrate himself at his feet and admit his mistake, Tang San actually felt a measure of satisfaction.

If Old Jack had been the one given a hard time just now,

The gatekeeper would have been a corpse by now.

"Without gravity, a gentleman commands no respect."

"Translation: when a gentleman hits someone, he must hit hard, or he won't be able to command respect."

Yu Fan patted Tang San on the shoulder, then stepped straight over the gatekeeper.

For a moment, Tang San actually thought Yu Fan had a point.

He glanced at the gatekeeper.

"I really do command respect now."

No... how can I think that? What he said goes completely against the sage's words!

The two were about to leave.

"Stop!"

At last, Yu Xiaogang appeared.

He had originally intended to intervene right away, but an invisible killing intent had blocked him, leaving him unable to get close.

"How can you two beat the gatekeeper for no reason?"

"Who the hell do you think you are, telling me to stop?!"

Yu Fan pointed at Yu Xiaogang's nose as he spoke.

Yu Xiaogang had never seen such an overbearing child before.

"Hmph, my name is Yu Xiaogang!"

"The great figures of the Soul Master World show me some respect and call me Grandmaster!"

With that, he held out his hand and said,

"Could you let me see both your Martial Soul certificates?"

"You think we'll hand them over just because you say so? Who the fuck are you?"

Yu Fan picked up Tang San and headed into the academy, treating Yu Xiaogang as though he were nobody.

"You... you two!"

"How can you disregard me like this?!"

"I'm a renowned theory grandmaster of the Soul Master World!"

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned green.

He had seen overbearing people, and he had seen rude people.

But this really was his first time meeting someone who was both overbearing and rude.

Yet he had a hunch!

There had to be something unusual about the Martial Soul certificate Yu Fan had handed over earlier, or the gatekeeper wouldn't have reacted so strongly!

Perhaps...

This boy really was a heaven-gifted genius!

It was just that he still needed proper education and guidance from a theory grandmaster like Yu Xiaogang to realize his potential!

"Yu Fan, is he the Grandmaster you told me about?"

Tang San looked at the buzz-cut man who had suddenly appeared. He had been about to take out his Martial Soul certificate.

Yu Fan sneered and said,

"He's stopping us now because he definitely wants to pick a fight!"

"Whatever you do, don't give him your Martial Soul certificate, or he might just throw you out of the academy!"

"As long as he doesn't know what's on your Martial Soul certificate, he can't throw you out!"

Listening to Yu Fan spout nonsense with a perfectly serious face,

Tang San actually believed him a little.

"There's such a thing?!"

He lowered his head and asked hesitantly,

"Could he be a teacher at the academy?"

"Like fuck he is! He's a useless dog who deceives the world to steal fame, and even insults himself twice in one sentence."

Yu Fan had an extremely poor impression of Yu Xiaogang.

After all, someone who could teach seven geniuses into becoming geniuses...

What the fuck was that supposed to be?

Besides...

Wasn't all their later cultivation to their own credit? What the hell did it have to do with Gangzi?

How long had Gangzi even taught them in total?!

All that theoretical knowledge...

Hadn't he still ended up having to go beg Bibi Dong and ask how Twin Martial Souls could be made compatible?

He really was shameless!

"So that's how it is?"

Tang San didn't know why, but ever since Yu Fan had carried him along yesterday, he seemed to have grown a little accustomed to it.

He didn't want to struggle anymore.

Because...

Struggling was useless.