The Only One Who Failed

On the third day after the practical combat test, the results of the theory examination were released.

Tang San was confident he would pass, so he strolled over at an unhurried pace.

He was still pondering what exactly had happened to his Martial Soul.

"I told you this exam was easy."

"Yeah, yeah. This has to be the easiest graduation exam in years. It seems only two people failed, and one of them missed the exam because they transferred schools."

"Forget about that. Brothers, let's celebrate. We'll meet again at the Intermediate Soul Master Academy."

Watching the smiling classmates pass by, Tang San finally let out a breath of relief.

With Yu Xiaogang's guidance, how could he possibly be the only student who failed?

As for Xiao Wu, she even teased, "Third Brother, guess how many points I got?"

Tang San thought for a moment and smiled. "Xiao Wu, you probably got eighty points."

"Hehe, Third Brother, hurry up and look at the results."

When they reached the notice board, Tang San and Xiao Wu began searching carefully.

Knowing his grades were not particularly good, Tang San started looking from the middle.

After searching for quite some time, they finally found Xiao Wu's name near the top. "Xiao Wu, you got 89+10. Ninety-nine points? Does that mean you got the bonus question right?" Tang San asked in surprise.

Xiao Wu herself was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. How could she not know how many Soul Skills a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring could provide?

She simply had not expected the argument she had written at random to receive full marks.

"Third Brother, I'm tied for second place. What about you? Haven't found yours yet?"

Tang San shook his head. "No. I've looked through all of this, but I haven't seen my name."

"Senior, there are still some names on the back of the notice board," a passing junior kindly reminded them.

Tang San and Xiao Wu hurried over to check.

There were only nine names on this side, and Tang San spotted his score at a glance.

Fifty-nine points! One point short of passing.

Xiao Wu was second from the top, while he was second from the bottom.

"Third Brother, how is that possible?" Xiao Wu found it rather strange.

"Han Yu must be targeting me. I want my paper reviewed."

As the disciple of the theory Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, he had actually fallen short in a theory examination. Who would believe that?

"Third Brother, don't panic. Maybe they made a mistake when tallying the scores," Xiao Wu comforted him.

Her score of ninety-eight proved there was no issue with the grading.

The only possibility was that their papers had been mixed up.

Inside the office, Tang San stormed in.

"Teacher Mo, I request a review of my paper!"

The other teachers looked at Tang San with disdain.

In their eyes, anyone who could not even pass such an easy exam truly deserved to be Yu Xiaogang's disciple.

Mo Hen seemed to have been prepared. He slowly took Tang San and Xiao Wu's examination papers from a drawer.

"Other than the final question, which Director Han personally graded, every other question was marked by the teachers present. Tang San, if you have any issues, you may raise them now."

Looking at the two papers, Tang San was surprised to discover that Xiao Wu had answered many theoretical questions he had never heard of.

As for why Xiao Wu had lost points, it was because she had written the answers to two questions in the wrong places.

And on his own paper—

35, -40

According to Yu Xiaogang, Tang San knew these theories were all crooked nonsense. But there was one question he had clearly answered according to Yu Xiaogang's teachings. Why had he still lost a point?

"Tang San, unfortunately, you revealed a real person's name in your answer. Originally, all points for this question would have been deducted, but Director Han spoke up and had us deduct only one point."

What Tang San had written on the paper was, "My teacher, Mr. Yu Xiaogang, once said..." He had originally wanted to clear Yu Xiaogang's name. Instead, he had only shot himself in the foot. It was precisely because of that one point that he could not graduate.

"Teacher Mo, when can I take the make-up exam?"

Since Han Yu had already embarked on the Path to Death, Tang San could not be bothered to waste words.

"Oh my, you're the only one taking a make-up exam this time. Just wait for now. The paper probably won't be ready for another couple of days."

"We also have to wait until the teachers are free. The teachers have things to do too; we can't waste this precious break just for you." After saying that, quite a few teachers left the office.

"What kind of person is he? He doesn't listen in class, then comes to review his paper looking like he's here to demand answers," one teacher complained after leaving the office.

"The Grandmaster's disciple thinks he's some kind of master too. Doesn't he know that 'master' is a derogatory term?"

"Heh, who cares? He's exactly like Yu Xiaogang."

Had Mo Hen, who had always treated him well, not been present, Tang San would certainly have taught these short-sighted teachers a lesson after hearing those words.

"Tang San, go back and study first. We still need to see what Director Han thinks."

"Thank you, Teacher Mo. Xiao Wu, let's go."

On the way back, Xiao Wu comforted him. "Third Brother, the questions were just too strange this time. You'll definitely be fine in the make-up exam."

"Little San, how could you have done this?" Yu Xiaogang stared at Tang San's examination paper in his hand, looking utterly dazed.

Tang San had always known every theory he taught by heart. Yet even so, he had done worse than what those teachers taught in class?

Yu Xiaogang naturally refused to believe it, but when he saw the questions on the paper, fury immediately surged through him. "This is misleading students! Little San, if Nuoding Academy only teaches such theories, then there's no point attending this school!"

Especially after Tang San had written his name, he had somehow been deducted a point for no reason.

Yu Xiaogang had every reason to suspect that the academy's teachers were targeting the master and disciple.

However, they seemed to have overlooked the line on the first page of the examination paper: "Real names are prohibited."

"Teacher, what if Han Yu continues making things difficult for us during the make-up exam?" Tang San could not help asking.

Since he was the only one taking the make-up exam, Han Yu could naturally raise the paper's difficulty without restraint. If he failed the make-up exam, he would have to repeat a year.

"I'll go speak with the Dean. Even if I have to throw away all my dignity, I'll make sure you graduate smoothly."

"Teacher, I'll go with you."

After thinking it over, Yu Xiaogang agreed.

Although he had been driven out of the academy, Pei Feng was an old friend of his. He was confident that this friend would not part ways with him over this matter.

"Little San, you should be more sincere in your attitude. With only one point between you and passing, given my relationship with the Dean, he most likely won't make things difficult for you. Once you have your graduation certificate, a narrow-minded person like Han Yu will definitely be unable to trouble you again."

"Teacher, once I get my graduation certificate, I want to leave for Suotuo City immediately."

Tang San had long wanted to teach those who had embarked on the Path to Death a lesson. Especially Han Yu, who had repeatedly opposed him—his crimes were simply unforgivable.

"That's fine. Breaking through Rank Thirty as soon as possible and obtaining your Soul Ring are what matter most to you."