Clashing with the Seventh Elder

Inside Nuoding Academy.

Tang San had searched for Han Yu for a month without success, and he was instantly furious. "Han Yu, keep hiding. You might escape the first day, but not the fifteenth. If I, Tang San, don't kill you, I'll be unworthy of being my teacher's disciple."

These past few days, he had prepared quite a few Hidden Weapons to improve his chances of a successful assassination.

Unfortunately, his target had not appeared. His current state was somewhat like drawing his sword and looking in every direction, only to find his heart lost in confusion.

"Third Brother, I've been looking for you forever. Why are you hiding in the woods?" Xiao Wu ran over, panting.

This was the most secluded spot in the academy, and also the perfect place to assassinate Han Yu during the day. Over the past month, Tang San had spent quite a lot of time here.

The moment he saw Xiao Wu, Tang San could not help but smile faintly. "Teacher said that my martial soul is a plant. Cultivating in a place with abundant plants will yield twice the result with half the effort, so I've been cultivating here these past few days."

Wasn't that simply the theory of Martial Soul Mimicry?

There was no need to say it. This theory, one of the most commonplace theories in Advanced Soul Master Academies, had long since become something Grandmaster Yu claimed to have proposed himself.

One had to wonder: Yu Xiaogang was not even fifty years old. How had he claimed a theory that had existed for thousands of years as his own?

Could it be that he had transmigrated?

Upon hearing the explanation, much of Xiao Wu's resentment at having searched for him faded. "Third Brother, Grandmaster called us over. It seems to be about graduation."

"Graduation?" Tang San thought it over and realized that, without noticing, he had already spent nearly six years at Nuoding Academy.

"Several Intermediate Soul Master Academies invited us before. I wonder which one Teacher will recommend." Tang San muttered.

Before long, they arrived at Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.

By then, Yu Xiaogang had replaced his front teeth, and he looked much more energetic.

"Little San, what have you been doing these past few days? Have you been slacking off?" Yu Xiaogang asked sternly.

Before Tang San could speak, Xiao Wu repeated what he had said earlier.

"I see. According to the theory I proposed, Little San, your cultivation speed should have increased somewhat, right?"

Tang San nodded.

These past few days, he had not relaxed. While searching for an opportunity, he had also continued cultivating his Soul Power.

"What level are you two at now?" Yu Xiaogang was merely a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster. Ever since Tang San entered the Soul Grandmaster realm, he could no longer sense Tang San's level.

"Level twenty-eight."

"Third Brother, I'm level twenty-eight too."

"Hehe, you're both good children. Little San, your time studying at Nuoding Academy is coming to an end. What are your plans next? Do you want to travel the continent, or continue studying?"

The most numerous Soul Masters on Douluo Continent were still Soul Elders and Soul Grand Masters. Given Tang San's cautious nature, Yu Xiaogang was somewhat reassured.

"Teacher, I'm still very weak. I need to continue studying at a Soul Master Academy. Several Intermediate Soul Master Academies previously offered to admit Xiao Wu and me unconditionally. Do you have any good recommendations?" Tang San asked.

Yu Xiaogang had long made his decision. "Neither arrogant nor impetuous. Very good. However, Little San, you must not attend any of those Intermediate Soul Master Academies."

"Ah?"

Yu Xiaogang continued, "Are you feeling confused? Hehe, I'm not letting you go because I've found a better destination."

"Grandmaster, what academy is it?" Xiao Wu asked nervously.

Soul Masters above the Soul Douluo rank could see through her identity. She did not dare attend an academy with a Soul Douluo expert.

"It's Shrek Academy. I heard that among its graduates, the one with the greatest achievement has already become Spirit Hall's youngest elder."

Tang San exclaimed in amazement, "Teacher, you said that Spirit Hall's elders are all Titled Douluo-level powerhouses. My heavens, there's actually an academy capable of nurturing such a powerhouse."

In truth, that was indeed enough to amaze him.

Shrek Academy had only been established for twenty years and only accepted students under thirteen.

By calculation, its oldest graduate could only be thirty-three years old. That was a full eleven years earlier than Tang Hao's record as the continent's youngest Titled Douluo at forty-four.

Was Shrek Academy truly that terrifying?

Seeing that the effect was good, Yu Xiaogang continued, "Little San, this academy only accepts monsters. As for what counts as a monster, it means a genius under thirteen whose Soul Power exceeds level twenty-one. Therefore, this is an academy that only accepts geniuses."

Yu Xiaogang naturally knew that, with his own ability, he could not get Tang San into the Soul Master Grand Competition. He might as well use Shrek Academy as a stepping stone to give himself another means of proving himself.

"Grandmaster, since it only accepts geniuses, is Shrek Academy's dean a Soul Master at the Soul Douluo level?" Xiao Wu hurriedly asked.

Tang San was also somewhat curious. A Soul Douluo was already a peak powerhouse. If he received guidance from such an expert, his cultivation would improve even faster.

Yu Xiaogang did not know Flender's current strength either, but it was absolutely impossible for him to have broken through to Soul Douluo.

"He should be a Soul Saint. All right, prepare for your reviews as soon as possible. You need to take an examination to graduate from Nuoding Academy."

"Rest assured, Teacher. With your guidance, a mere exam will be easy enough to handle." Tang San smiled confidently.

"Exactly."

Seeing the outline of Soul Beast Town so close ahead, Han Yu took Ye Lingling's hand and quickened his pace.

Experts from Spirit Hall and even the Heaven Dou Empire were stationed in the town.

The Clear Sky Sect had been forced into seclusion by Spirit Hall, so they naturally did not dare appear within Spirit Hall's sight.

"Running so fast—is it because you feel guilty?" The Seventh Elder appeared on the only road leading to Soul Beast Town.

He knew the killers were a man and a woman, and for that reason, quite a few people in Star Dou Great Forest had already fallen to his ruthless hands.

Yet he had always felt that he had not found the true culprits.

So, he had simply waited near the exit. He had not expected such an unexpected gain.

"Guilty of what?" Han Yu frowned. "We only came here to hunt soul beasts. Once we accomplished our goal, of course we returned quickly."

"Hehe, you sharp-tongued brat. Go to hell!" A flaming Clear Sky Hammer appeared in the Seventh Elder's hand.

Without another word, the Clear Sky Hammer smashed toward Han Yu.

Those rats from the Clear Sky Sect. Cursing inwardly, Han Yu grabbed Ye Lingling's hand and swiftly ran back into the forest.

The Seventh Elder, Tang Lie, was a high-level Soul Douluo. Han Yu was only a level fifty-four Soul King, completely unqualified to fight him.

"Do you think you can escape? You killed Li'er. Pay for it with your lives!" Tang Lie naturally would not let the two of them go.

Moreover, he had already summoned the Clear Sky Hammer. Once news of the Clear Sky Sect's reemergence spread, Spirit Hall would not spare them.

No matter what, a Soul Douluo was faster than him.

And Han Yu still had to protect Ye Lingling, making it utterly impossible to shake him off.

No choice. It has to be this way.

As Han Yu fled, he continuously released flames from his palm toward the Seventh Elder.

He was gambling, gambling that Fallen Heart Flame could explode upon coming into contact with his own flames.

Once he had scattered enough Core Flames, Han Yu willed it, and a Heart Fire formed within Tang Lie's body.

"Mmgh~" The sudden stabbing pain brought Tang Lie to a halt.

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