Tang San Wants to Fight a Teacher

Night fell.

Inside a hidden cave in the Mixed Zone of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Han Yu sat cross-legged, the invisible, colorless Fallen Heart Flame floating before him.

The moment the Heavenly Flame left his body, the temperature suddenly soared. The scorching heat even began to distort the surrounding space.

Yet when Han Yu reached toward it, the temperature of the Heavenly Flame rapidly dropped.

"Looks like this is a protective measure the system gave me. Tsk, tsk. At this temperature, even a Titled Douluo would die upon touching it."

The Heart Fire continuously released by the Fallen Heart Flame compressed Han Yu's Soul Power until it became incomparably solid in a short time, even raising his Soul Power by one level.

"The Fallen Heart Flame truly deserves to be called a cultivation cheat. It seems I can reach a higher realm in an extremely short time."

After thinking for a moment, Han Yu decided to absorb the Soul Bone first, then use the Fallen Heart Flame to compress the Soul Power that would surge within his body.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was inherently a hot potato. Once he absorbed it, as long as he did not use it, no one would know he possessed a Soul Bone.

The moment he took out the Hundred-Thousand-Year Fire Cloud Crane's left arm bone, dazzling flames lit up the dim cave.

Han Yu was very fortunate that absorbing a Soul Bone ignored a Soul Master's cultivation level. Otherwise, it would truly be like a eunuch looking at a beauty.

He pressed the Soul Bone against his left arm and quickly entered a meditative state.

Meanwhile, at Nuoding Academy.

Tang San had not seen Yu Xiaogang for several days and was frantic with worry.

"Third Brother, I searched all over the academy, but I didn't see Grandmaster." Xiao Wu ran over, panting.

"I asked the other teachers too. They don't know where Teacher went either." Tang San frowned, a faint sense of unease rising in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Wu suggested, "Third Brother, if Grandmaster really went out to handle something, he should have left a letter like your father did. How about we check his dormitory?"

Tang San had no ideas for the moment and could only agree.

Outside the dormitory door, believing Yu Xiaogang had left the academy, Tang San did not even knock before directly pushing the door open.

The moment the door opened, Tang San finally saw the Yu Xiaogang he had been thinking about day and night.

"Teacher, what happened to you?"

Even after several days, the bruises on Yu Xiaogang's face had yet to fade.

If not for his distinctive flat-top haircut and the robes he had worn for who knew how many years, Tang San might not even have recognized him.

"Little San." Yu Xiaogang spoke with a lisp and hurriedly turned away, afraid of losing face before Tang San.

All four of his upper and lower front teeth had been knocked out by Han Yu.

"Teacher, who beat you into this state?" Tang San clenched his fists tightly.

He knew his teacher was not good at fighting. He had already seen that back when they hunted the Mandala Snake.

However, at that time, in order to avoid exposing his Hidden Weapons, Tang San had even entertained the thought of killing Yu Xiaogang.

"Little San, I..." Yu Xiaogang put down the thin porridge in his hand, suddenly feeling ashamed.

It was not that he had not wanted to go out these past days. It was just too embarrassing to go outside looking like this.

Suddenly, an idea came to him. "Little San, Han Yu did this. That day, I went to debate Soul Master theory with him. Knowing he could not argue against me, he resorted to violence. You also know that I'm not skilled in combat. If the other teachers had not stopped him, these old bones of mine might have been left there."

"Sigh, Little San, you should stay away from him in the future. His theories are complete nonsense, and he even hits people. I'm worried about you and Xiao Wu..."

With that, Yu Xiaogang had not only turned from the provocateur into the victim, but had also firmly bound Tang San to his side.

Grandmaster Wet really was Grandmaster Wet himself.

Tang San flew into a rage. "Hmph, he even tried to drive a wedge between Teacher and me. Everything he told me that day was utter nonsense."

With a thud, Tang San dropped to his knees. "Teacher, please forgive me. I should not have doubted your theories because of Han Yu's nonsense that day."

Yu Xiaogang helped Tang San up with a pleased expression. "Little San, being able to recognize your mistake proves that you have grown. A good child is one who corrects his mistakes."

"Yes, Teacher." After getting up, Tang San angrily headed for the door. "Xiao Wu, come with me and avenge Teacher."

"Hehe, Third Brother, I've disliked that guy for a long time. Let's go. We're both level-twenty-seven Soul Grand Masters. I refuse to believe we can't beat one Soul Elder." Xiao Wu grabbed Tang San's hand, her face filled with excitement as she prepared to leave.

"Little San, stop right now." Of everyone present, only Yu Xiaogang remained somewhat clear-headed.

Han Yu was the Dean of Studies. He held great authority in the academy and controlled the students' very "life and death."

"Teacher, a teacher for a day is a father for life. I won't let off anyone who dares harm you." Tang San said in a low voice.

At the same time, he touched the sleeve arrow on his arm.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, someone like Han Yu, who had already embarked on the Path to Death, had to be killed. Otherwise, he would only be inviting trouble for himself.

"Little San." Yu Xiaogang forced his lips together to keep from lisping as he said, "Little San, Han Yu is still a teacher of the academy, after all. Since ancient times, Douluo Continent has valued respecting teachers and honoring the Way. Though he is not your teacher, he has still given you guidance and instruction. If you and Xiao Wu attack him, you may find no place for yourselves in the entire academy, and might even be scorned by Soul Masters across the Entire Continent."

He did not dare let Tang San set such a precedent. Otherwise, if Tang San one day discovered that he had been deceived, would Yu Xiaogang not end up being flayed and dismembered?

"Teacher, I..."

"Little San, you are a good child with a bright future ahead of you. Someone like Han Yu is destined to be trampled beneath your feet one day. Why rush over something so temporary?" Yu Xiaogang earnestly persuaded him.

Tang San nodded on the surface, but he had already made up his mind.

Since he could not make a move against Han Yu openly, he would launch a sneak attack. After all, were Tang Sect Hidden Weapons not best suited for ambushes?

With the Silent Sleeve Arrow and his manual Hidden Weapons, he refused to believe Han Yu could evade them.

When the time came, he only needed to clean up the scene properly. If anyone asked, he would deny it to the death. Who would know he had done it?

Before leaving, Tang San and Xiao Wu left behind quite a few Gold Soul Coins.

Yu Xiaogang naturally intended to use the money to find a Healing-Type Soul Master to fix his teeth, but he did not have enough money himself and could only swallow his pride and borrow some from Tang San.

Over the following days, Tang San secretly and openly inquired about Han Yu's movements. Unfortunately, the other man had long since left the academy.

Two days passed quietly.

Han Yu slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a faint breath of turbid air. "A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone truly is powerful. Not only can it cleanse the meridians and reshape the marrow, it even raised my Soul Power to level fifty."

"Next, it's time to absorb the Fallen Heart Flame. From now on, I'll be a Soul Master with Twin Martial Souls as well. Tang San is nothing more than a clown."

Absorbing a Heavenly Flame was no easy task. Even with the system's protection, he still faced a great risk of death.

He guided the flames into his body through his Soul Power, and the scorching heat instantly swept through his limbs and bones.

"Ah, I have to endure this!" Gritting his teeth, Han Yu continued refining the Heavenly Flame.