Yu Xiaogang Displays His Divine Powers, and Everyone Has Shit Raining Down on Their Heads

"Teacher! Teacher?"

Tang San kept tugging at Yu Xiaogang, trying to wake him.

However...

How could someone caught in a Sharingan Genjutsu be awakened by someone else?

No matter how Tang San pulled at him, Yu Xiaogang remained unresponsive. As he struggled, he even sent Tang San's scrawny frame stumbling.

"Damn it, has Teacher already been caught in his Genjutsu?"

"But I only fell into a brief illusion. Why is Teacher reacting so strongly?"

Tang San cursed inwardly, while the onlookers nearby began watching the spectacle.

"Has this Grandmaster been repressed for so long that he's gone insane?"

"Fart God? What a joke!"

"Wait, did he really go insane because he couldn't take on a disciple?"

The jeers rang out without end.

Yu Xiaogang, trapped in the illusion, was unaffected, but Tang San heard every word clearly.

At that moment, he felt that his teacher had made a complete spectacle of himself and was a total [fucking idiot].

"Second Uncle, my leather shoes are dirty. Polish them for me."

"Grandmaster, it's me, Mo Hen!"

"You won't polish them? Take this loud fart!"

Yu Xiaogang broke free of Tang San and walked over to Mo Hen. After a few words, he pulled down his pants and unleashed a spray at him.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Mo Hen had never seen anything like it. He failed to dodge in time and was covered from head to toe in the foul, runny mess.

"Holy shit! Grandmaster's gone mad!"

"Urgh, blegh~"

"Grandmaster's spraying shit!"

Mo Hen fled, retching as he ran, looking utterly miserable.

Yu Xiaogang didn't chase him. Instead, he stood where he was and laughed madly.

"That's for looking down on me before!"

"Now I'm going to pay you all back a hundredfold."

"Urgh, hahahaha!"

The scene erupted into chaos, and this time Tang San was utterly dumbfounded!

He truly hadn't expected his newly acknowledged teacher to make such an ugly spectacle of himself.

Could time be turned back?

It didn't have to be by much, just to before he had taken him as his teacher!

Honestly, if Tang San were given another chance, he would rather never make another inch of progress in his life than take Yu Xiaogang as his teacher again.

It was so fucking humiliating!

"Teacher, wake up! Stop spraying! Stop spraying, I'm scared!"

Tang San was still trying to stop him.

Unfortunately... Yu Xiaogang was trapped in the illusion and couldn't break free. Faced with one attempt after another to stop him, he immediately grew upset.

"Who are you?"

"Never mind, take this loud fart!"

Before Tang San could answer, Yu Xiaogang gave an "old geezer's twist of the waist" and aimed his evil eye at him.

The next second...

Pfft-bang! Pfft-bang!

"Urgh, blegh~"

"Fuck your mother! You fucking idiot, how dare you spray it into my mouth... blegh~"

Tang San's face was bathed in "spring breeze"!

He dropped to his knees and retched uncontrollably. Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang laughed again.

"Hahahaha!"

"Once, you ignored me. Now that I've become a god, I'm beyond your reach!"

"Are you ready?"

"Behold your king!"

With that, he planted both hands on the ground and stuck his backside high in the air.

"Fart God's ultimate technique: Heavenly Maidens Scatter Flowers!!!"

"Urgh, aaaaah!"

"Someone save me!"

"Zhang Wansen, it's raining shit!"

The crowd exploded into uproar!

Faced with the "golden raindrops," everyone scattered in terror.

The students and parents who had come to register, the academy's teachers and staff, even the guards at the gate...

Everyone present, without exception, let out piercing screams, then began retching uncontrollably as they screamed.

What a spectacular sight it was.

Lin Yan took advantage of the chaos to hide behind a tree. Watching Yu Xiaogang "display his divine might," he couldn't help marveling inwardly.

*...*

Was that a bit too much?

Forget it. No matter what, I'm not as fierce as Gangzi.

I can't stay here. I need to hurry and find somewhere to shelter from the rain...

With that thought, Lin Yan took advantage of the "curtain of rain" turning away and fled the scene.

Yet in the shadows, an exceptionally burly, raggedly dressed middle-aged man had already witnessed everything.

This man was none other than Tang Hao, who had been secretly following Tang San!

He watched Lin Yan's retreating figure and pondered inwardly.

An illusion-type skill?

This brat has quite a bit of talent. If properly nurtured, he could certainly serve under Little San in the future.

Yes, just like the Four Single-Attribute Clans did before.

His thoughts turned, and Tang Hao looked at Tang San, who had collapsed beside Yu Xiaogang and was still retching uncontrollably.

But what exactly did Little San steal?

This child has shown a mind more mature than ordinary people's since he was little, and every morning without fail, he goes to the mountain behind to sit cross-legged and meditate.

Could it be...

A terrifying thought surfaced in his mind.

But after hesitating for only a moment, Tang Hao's gaze grew resolute.

Impossible!

Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass and my Clear Sky Hammer—both Martial Souls are the best possible proof. Little San can't be someone else's child, nor could someone have swapped him.

I'll still need to rely on Little San's talent to take revenge on Spirit Hall in the future. For now... I'll set this question aside.

Tang Hao did not show himself.

For one thing, he feared exposing his identity. For another, he truly didn't want to confront such a scene.

As for Lin Yan's strange ability and his quarrel with Tang San...

As a Titled Douluo, he wouldn't go so far as to show himself and take revenge on a six-year-old child over that.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, evening arrived.

A cool breeze, carrying a faint foul stench, swept gently across the entire Nuoding Academy campus.

The farce from earlier that day had long since ended.

After all, according to the law of conservation of energy, Yu Xiaogang couldn't keep spraying for very long on his own.

With his reserves exhausted, he was powerless to display his divine powers again, no matter how much he wanted to.

In the end, he could only bring it to a hasty close, still wanting more.

The poor onlookers who had passed the academy gates that day had originally come to enjoy the spectacle, only to end up with "shit raining down on their heads."

Inside the academy's only luxurious dormitory.

Lin Yan was soaking in a tub of cold water. Less than one-tenth of the ice he had prepared beforehand remained, but his skin was still bright red.

This was a sign of having refined the Whale Rubber.

"Whew~"

The black-haired youth in the tub slowly breathed out a turbid breath, opened his blood-red eyes, and murmured.

"This Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan has all the skills Sasuke and Itachi mastered."

"Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, Kagutsuchi, Susanoo..."

"I can use them all by consuming Soul Power."

"The same goes for Lightning Release and Blaze Release."

"Chidori, Chidori Sharp Spear, Kirin, Great Fireball, Phoenix Flower Fire, and so on..."

"Sasuke's two Chakra attributes in the original work became two Soul Power attributes on the Douluo Continent, corresponding perfectly to the Tribulation Flame Sword and the Thunderclap Sword."

After spending the entire afternoon, Lin Yan had already adapted to all the rewards the system had given him.

Of them all, the seemingly unimportant "character template" had instead brought him the greatest improvement at his current stage.