Who Are You Calling Trash? I'm a Genius Seen Once in a Century!

Lin Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and repeated the words in an indifferent tone.

"There's no such thing as a Trash Martial Soul, only Trash Soul Masters, is that right?"

"That's right!"

"As long as you're willing to work hard and endure hardship, even someone with a Trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass can become a powerhouse someday."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang presented Tang San to Lin Yan.

Tang San obediently introduced himself. "My name is Tang San. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass! I'm my teacher's first disciple."

Tang San rather disliked the way Lin Yan acted as though he didn't care about anything.

Yu Xiaogang was the teacher he had accepted with three bows and nine kowtows. Now that his teacher wanted to take on another disciple, what right did Lin Yan have to act so coldly?

Still, seeing how highly his teacher regarded Lin Yan, he forced down his disgust, squeezed out a smile, and said:

"Teacher is right. There's no such thing as a Trash Martial Soul, only Trash Soul Masters."

"My Martial Soul may only be the Trash Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, but with Teacher's guidance, I'll definitely become a powerhouse someday."

"I believe that if you're willing to work hard, you can do it too!"

Tang San spoke in such an inspirational tone that the surrounding crowd's blood boiled with excitement.

Even Mo Hen was somewhat swayed.

It was as though everyone present that day could bear witness to Tang San's rise from trash to powerhouse.

But... Lin Yan merely glanced at Tang San.

"Oh!"

"What does you two making a comeback with your Trash Martial Souls have to do with me?"

The moment he said that, the whole place fell deathly silent!

It was as if someone had pressed pause on the entire world.

"Wh... what?"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's brains both crashed. For a moment, neither understood what Lin Yan meant.

Seeing this, Lin Yan explained.

"My Martial Soul is the [Calamity Fire Thunderclap Sword]. It contains Ultimate Fire and Ultimate Lightning. Its quality leaves yours eight hundred streets behind, so why are you talking to me about Trash Martial Souls and Trash Soul Masters?"

"Who are you calling trash along with you two?"

"If you want to call yourselves trash, that's your business. Leave me out of it, will you?"

"Have you ever seen trash with Innate Full Soul Power who's this handsome?"

This time, an expression finally appeared on Lin Yan's handsome, world-weary face beneath his tousled black hair.

He folded his arms and turned sideways, his face full of contempt, like a lofty noble looking down on a beggar. He looked every bit the part of a spoiled villain.

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded! Tang San was baffled! The surrounding crowd also came to a sudden realization!

That was right!

One of these two, master and disciple, had a farting pig, and the other had Blue Silver Grass. They could certainly say, "There's no such thing as a Trash Martial Soul, only Trash Soul Masters," and "You can achieve anything if you work hard."

But Lin Yan wasn't trash, was he?

They didn't know what Ultimate Fire and Ultimate Lightning were, but they sounded awesome!

They were on a completely different level from Blue Silver Grass and a farting pig, all right?

The air was quiet for a moment before the discussions and comments grew even louder.

"This kid is way too arrogant! He's really showing off!"

"He's got the capital to be arrogant. If I had Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Sword Martial Souls, I'd make Her Holiness the Pope polish my shoes."

"Holy shit, now that's impressive! You're the most arrogant one here!"

"Hey, look at Grandmaster's face. He looks worse than if he'd eaten shit, haha."

"Stop it. If I were Grandmaster, I'd want to smash my head against a wall and go live on another planet."

Listening to the crowd mock him, Yu Xiaogang's aged face went from white to ashen, then from ashen to red.

Before long, his eyes had turned bloodshot, and he was panting like a bull.

"You..."

"No matter how high the quality of your Martial Soul, you still need guidance from a renowned teacher."

"Otherwise, as a six-year-old child, who will help you obtain Soul Rings? Who will teach you to cultivate?"

"I'm a master of theory. A thousand-mile steed needs a Bole to recognize it, and only I am qualified to teach you!"

"Do you have any idea how great an opportunity you'd be missing by passing up a teacher like me?"

"In the future, even if you beg me, I won't take you as my disciple."

Lin Yan looked disgusted as he said:

"The academy's dean has the highest cultivation in the entire academy. I have that esteemed elder to help me obtain Soul Rings and train my combat skills."

"Who the hell are you? What can you teach me? Why would I beg you?"

"Grandmaster!"

"Do you know how easy it is for a genius with Innate Full Soul Power to grow stronger?"

Lin Yan couldn't be bothered to say things like: Yu Xiaogang, you have a Trash Martial Soul and you're a Trash Soul Master; you've insulted yourself twice in one sentence.

Trash like this, who only knew how to jump into people's faces and show off, had no brains. He deserved to be thoroughly humiliated in the most straightforward way possible.

Didn't he like calling his own Martial Soul trash? Didn't he like having Tang San play the role of an underdog making a comeback?

Then Lin Yan would oblige them!

"It's my first time seeing someone who likes calling himself trash."

"Grandmaster, you'd better look for some other trash to take as a disciple. I can't quite meet your requirements, and I can't help you create a legend of an underdog's comeback."

"As for an apology, I won't offer one, because I don't feel I've done anything wrong at all."

Every word from Lin Yan's mouth was like a thousand-pound hammer, smashing viciously into Yu Xiaogang's pitiful pride.

With the snickers coming from the crowd every now and then, he was so angry his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

He was the one who had said those words, and everyone present had heard them. He couldn't find any reason to refute Lin Yan.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang could only huff and puff, gasping for breath.

"You... you..."

"You sharp-tongued brat, you don't know how to respect your teacher and honor the Way. You... you're outrageously defiant!!!"

Yu Xiaogang was talking nonsense, with no logic to his words. He was so angry that he practically said whatever came to mind.

At that moment, Tang San stepped forward.

"Enough! You will not humiliate Teacher! You frog at the bottom of a well, you have no idea how vast Teacher's knowledge is!"

Tang San was getting anxious too!

That was the Grandmaster who had seen through the fact that he had Twin Martial Souls with just a certificate!

This was the teacher he had accepted with three bows and nine kowtows. How could he let someone else insult him?

"Lin Yan."

"Don't think that just because your Martial Soul is of higher quality than everyone else's, you can look down on them."

"I challenge you!"

"If you lose, you'll get on your knees and kowtow to me and Teacher to admit your mistake. You'll apologize to everyone whose Martial Soul is of lower quality than yours, and admit that you're trash."

"You say you're better than all of us, so do you dare accept the challenge?"

In his previous life, Tang San had considered himself talented and powerful, yet the outer sect disciples had always ostracized him.

So he knew best how to humiliate a genius.

Once he defeated Lin Yan using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and his Hidden Weapon techniques, he would make Lin Yan experience what it was like to be thoroughly humiliated.

His gaze resolute, Tang San silently cocked the Silent Sleeve Arrow on his wrist.

But when he looked at Lin Yan again after cocking it, a pair of blood-red eyes swelled infinitely before him, until they filled the entire sky.

Clang!!!

The sound of the Sharingan opening echoed through his spiritual world, a world of blood-red, black, and white.

The figures from his nightmares had already filled the space around him.

They were all exceptionally tall, making him look like a "little person" beside them.

"Tang San! How dare an outer sect disciple secretly learn the inner sect's cultivation techniques! Do you admit your crime?!"

"You're just a filthy outer sect disciple. What makes you think you're worthy of standing with us? Get out!"

"Why don't you hurry up and die, you outer sect disciple?! Why should a treacherous piece of trash like you get to live?"

"The Tang Sect was kind enough to take you in, yet you turned around and stole its cultivation techniques, you thief!"

"Thief! Thief!"