Tang San Is Expelled

Yu Xiaogang had originally been barred from entering the academy, but recently, quite a few parents had come to the academy to collect their children's belongings.

After dressing up a little, Yu Xiaogang naturally passed without arousing the Gatekeeper's suspicion.

Inside the Dean's Office.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang arrive, Pei Feng's expression darkened. "Tang San, what is the meaning of this?"

Yu Xiaogang unconsciously clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Dean, I came of my own accord. Little San failed this time because of the strange questions Han Yu set, and because he deducted a point from an answer Little San got right."

As the Dean, Pei Feng naturally knew about this. He sneered. "Yu Xiaogang, if Tang San had paid attention in every class, his score would never have been below ninety. Unfortunately, he skipped too many classes and brought this bitter outcome upon himself. He has no one to blame but himself."

Yu Xiaogang said solemnly, "Dean, we have known each other for so many years. Can't you just let this one point go?"

Pei Feng was unmoved. "Yu Xiaogang, if you truly cared about our relationship, you would not have repeatedly violated the academy's rules over the past few years, much less supported Tang San in skipping class."

"As for making up the point, go find Director Han. I'll pretend I never saw either of you."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang froze where he stood.

Pei Feng clearly knew he was a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, yet he still refused to show him any respect.

"Hmph, then consider me, Yu Xiaogang, without a friend like you." With that, Yu Xiaogang turned around angrily.

Tang San did not even offer a farewell before following Yu Xiaogang out.

Watching them leave, Pei Feng sighed helplessly inwardly.

Yu Xiaogang was merely an outcast of his clan, and his strength was only level twenty-nine. Pei Feng could not understand why someone like that always carried such a sense of superiority.

Being weaker than others was somehow a point of pride for Yu Xiaogang.

After leaving the Dean's Office, Yu Xiaogang did not rush to leave. Instead, he stormed toward the Dean's Office.

Inside the Dean's Office, Ye Lingling had nothing better to do, so she flipped through Yu Xiaogang's Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul.

She had not known until she read it, but once she did, she was shocked.

Every one of Yu Xiaogang's theories, along with all their cited sources, had been written as though he himself had proposed them.

"Quite a few of these ten theories have existed on the continent for thousands, even tens of thousands of years. Yu Xiaogang is actually shameless enough to this extent?"

Han Yu smiled faintly. "That is why everyone dismisses his theories with contempt. Still, there is one among them that he came up with himself."

Just as Ye Lingling was about to ask a question, the office door was violently kicked open.

The newcomers were Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

Yu Xiaogang cursed angrily, "Han Yu, although we do not get along, you should not have dragged Little San into this. Little San clearly should have passed. What right did you have to deduct an extra point from him?"

As he spoke, he slapped Tang San's test paper onto the desk.

Unhurriedly, Han Yu flipped the paper to the first page and said, "It is written there clearly in black and white. Tang San insisted on writing your name on it, so you cannot blame me."

Yu Xiaogang paused. After seeing the writing clearly, he became even more aggressive. "Han Yu, there has never been such a precedent before. I have reason to suspect that you are abusing your authority for personal gain!"

"Don't make it sound so ugly. Tang San simply failed to read the exam rules carefully!" Ye Lingling said with a frown.

The master and disciple disgusted her immensely.

Yu Xiaogang turned slightly and happened to spot the book in her hand. He smiled and said, "Hehe, Teacher Ye, I wonder whether my theories have been of any help to you?"

"You—" Ye Lingling was just about to speak when Han Yu stopped her.

Yu Xiaogang's ugly true face did need to be exposed. However, there were only a few of them here. Even if they said it aloud, Yu Xiaogang would not suffer any real loss.

It would be better to wait until the time was right, then deal him a fatal blow.

"Yu Xiaogang, since these are the theories you are so proud of, I assume your disciple has studied them?" Han Yu asked with a smile.

Yu Xiaogang turned away and snorted. "Of course."

Han Yu nodded. "Very well. I will use 'your theories' to ask Tang San a few questions. If he can answer them, I will add back that point, and I can even give you his graduation certificate on the spot. What do you say?"

"No problem." Tang San was the one who answered.

As his teacher's most prized disciple, he had to clear his teacher's name.

Han Yu gave a wicked smile. "Then let us begin with the first question. Yu Xiaogang believes there are no useless Martial Souls in this world, only useless Soul Masters. Tang San, you understand this theory, correct?"

Among Yu Xiaogang's entire theoretical framework, this was the only point he had come up with himself.

As for whether it was correct...

The moment he heard the question, a smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.

Tang San said proudly, "My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. Everyone on the continent knows that Blue Silver Grass is a useless Martial Soul. Yet not only can I cultivate, my Soul Power has even reached level twenty-nine."

Han Yu nodded without committing himself. "Correct. Applied to you, this theory does indeed hold true. But Yu Xiaogang, is it because your Martial Soul is useless, or because you yourself are useless? You are over fifty years old and still only a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster."

"Han Yu, do not insult my teacher!" Tang San shouted angrily at once.

"I am stating facts. Since there are no useless Martial Souls, that proves Yu Xiaogang is useless. If I remember correctly, Yu Xiaogang has complained more than once that he cannot cultivate because of his Martial Soul. In that case, does that not make this theory incorrect?"

"This..." Tang San was momentarily speechless, his gaze unconsciously shifting to Yu Xiaogang.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's face had turned the color of pig liver.

If he argued that there was nothing wrong with his Martial Soul, he would be admitting that he himself was useless. Conversely, it meant there was a problem with this theory.

"Since you cannot answer, I am sorry, but Tang San's make-up exam will not be approved. Furthermore, due to Tang San's repeated serious misconduct, the academy has decided to expel him."

With that, Han Yu tossed the notice he had prepared in advance to Tang San.

"Han Yu, you, you, you..." Yu Xiaogang was so furious that his brain seemed deprived of oxygen.

"You may leave now. There is no longer a place for either of you in this academy." Han Yu slowly rose to his feet, clearly prepared to make a move.

Knowing he was no match for him, Yu Xiaogang left behind a harsh threat before fleeing in disgrace with Tang San.

Seeing this, Ye Lingling covered her mouth and chuckled. "The only theory Yu Xiaogang came up with himself happens to apply perfectly to him."

Han Yu smiled faintly and nodded.

Yu Xiaogang knew full well that he was useless and that he would never break through level twenty-nine in his lifetime.

Since he knew that, why come out and make a fool of himself? Spirit Hall's monthly stipend had no age limit. Wouldn't it be far better to take the money and live a leisurely life than to come out and get cursed and beaten?

Han Yu stretched and said, "This semester can be considered over. After I tender my resignation to the Dean and the others, I should leave Nuoding City."