This Old Man Can Beat Him With One Hand!

After the day's classes ended, Jiang Ming dragged his exhausted body along the road back to the dormitory.

It was not because the classes had tired him out, but because his classmates—especially the Assault type students—had annoyed him to death.

They were all Assault types too, and Jiang Ming was this powerful. How could they possibly suppress their curiosity? The moment they came up, they bombarded him with questions.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yi had appointed Jiang Ming as class monitor, so he could not beat them up, and that disloyal bastard Dai Yueheng had even stood off to the side watching the show. It was so annoying!

If Zhou Yi had not helped him out afterward, he really would have been driven mad.

"What should I do next?"

Walking along the shore of Sea God Lake, the damp breeze brushed across his face, bringing a cool freshness with it. Jiang Ming pondered what he should do next.

First of all, the materials he had bankrupted himself to buy some time ago had already been turned into Soul Tools one after another, so he did not need to assemble Soul Tools for the time being.

However, he now had the ten thousand Gold Soul Coins Zhou Yi had given him, as well as that Blazing Leopard right leg bone.

That single Spirit Bone alone was worth at least over a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Even if he had to split part of it with Ling Luochen, it was still an enormous sum.

Right now, he could be considered somewhat well-off.

But he had other arrangements for that money.

The Soul Tools he had accumulated over the past few months were more or less enough for use. Next, he still needed to focus his energy on cultivating soul power and training as a Soul Engineer.

Over the past few months, after stabilizing himself as a Rank 4 Soul Engineer under Fan Yu's guidance, he had been making and assembling Soul Tools the whole time. It had already been a long time since he had calmed down to study theoretical knowledge.

As for his Martial Souls, his Soul Power Cultivation had already reached rank forty-two, but there was no need to rush to add the fourth soul ring to the Golden Heart Martial Soul. In any case, his Book of Spirits Martial Soul already had four soul rings, so it would not hinder his soul power cultivation.

However, the fourth soul ring of his Book of Spirits Martial Soul being yellow really did look a little awkward. He needed to raise this fourth soul ring to the thousand-year level as soon as possible!

After thinking all this through, Jiang Ming faced the golden, shimmering surface of Sea God Lake and let out a long breath.

"Why is a kid your age sighing?"

An aged voice suddenly rang out beside Jiang Ming's ear, nearly scaring him out of his skin!

One had to know that because of the Golden Heart Martial Soul, Jiang Ming had an extremely keen sense for anyone approaching him. Even if it was a Soul Master with a dozen or so more ranks of soul power than him, he could still detect them.

But this old man just now—if his voice had not sounded right beside his ear, Jiang Ming would not even have sensed that someone had already appeared next to him!

In just an instant, Jiang Ming made a judgment.

This old man was a Sweeping Monk, just like Dorm Manager Grandpa!

"Who are you?"

Jiang Ming had just been about to ask who the sloppy old man in front of him was when the sloppy old man grabbed his hand without another word.

Although he released it the instant he touched him, and Jiang Ming's body did not react in any way, Jiang Ming could still vaguely sense that this sloppy old man had done something.

"Mm, this soul power wasn't raised through medicine."

A smile appeared at the corner of the sloppy old man's mouth. He picked up his Wine Gourd and took a huge gulp, then produced a big chicken leg from who knew where and shoved it straight into his mouth.

"Kid, I won't waste words. This old man wants to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"

After finishing the whole glossy, fragrant Chicken Leg, the sloppy old man casually wiped his hands on himself, looked at Jiang Ming, and spoke with a serious expression.

"Uh... let's put this disciple-taking thing aside for now. I'd like to ask, Old Man, who are you?"

Jiang Ming found this extremely strange. A sloppy old man had suddenly appeared, come up and touched his hand, then said he wanted to take him as a disciple. This plot felt vaguely familiar, as though he had seen it somewhere before, but he still wanted to ask who this old man actually was.

"This old man is Xuan Zi, Titled Gluttonous Beast!"

The moment these words came out, Jiang Ming's heart jolted, and a trace of shock appeared on his face.

A Titled Douluo!

This was a pyramid-level powerhouse among Soul Masters!

"Well? This old man wants to take you as a disciple. Are you willing?"

Xuan Zi smiled. He had deliberately stated his title, Titled Gluttonous Beast.

A Titled Douluo wanting to take a disciple—this was a heaven-sent opportunity!

"This... Elder Xuan, thank you for your kindness."

Jiang Ming first politely thanked Elder Xuan for his goodwill, then tactfully refused:

"But I don't have any plans to take a master for the time being. I'm sorry."

Jiang Ming truly did not plan on taking a master at this time. He had listed a whole basket of plans for himself, and there were still many things he had not done.

Besides, he did not know this sloppy old man in front of him at all!

Even if he was going to take a master, he at least needed to understand him first, right?

If his temperament clashed with this old man's, then taking him as his master would just be making trouble for himself.

When Xuan Zi heard Jiang Ming refuse him, his old eyes instantly widened, and he said in a flustered, exasperated tone:

"Kid, do you know who this old man is? Do you know how strong this old man is?!"

He had been famous for so many years, and was Shrek Academy's strongest expert on the surface. It had not been easy for him to finally develop the thought of taking a disciple, yet he had actually been rejected!

That made Xuan Zi feel rather unable to save face.

Seeing this, Jiang Ming hurried to reassure him.

"No, no, I'm not saying you're not strong. It's just that I really don't have that plan. Besides, I still don't understand you. If I casually took you as my master, I'd guess even you would look down on me."

Only after hearing Jiang Ming's words did Xuan Zi's expression ease.

"True. You brat still don't understand this old man. But since you've entered Shrek Academy anyway, you'll have plenty of time to understand me in the future."

Jiang Ming nodded and said with a smile, "Yeah. Since I'm at the academy anyway, you can come find me whenever you want in the future. There's no rush."

After saying that, for some reason, Jiang Ming looked at the sloppily dressed Elder Xuan and asked a question out of curiosity.

"Um, Elder Xuan, from what you just said, you're very strong. Then can you beat the Dean?"

To Jiang Ming, aside from Dorm Manager Grandpa, whose exact strength he still did not know, the Dean was the strongest powerhouse he currently knew of.

"The Dean? You mean that kid Yan Shaozhe?"

Jiang Ming nodded.

Xuan Zi stretched out a somewhat greasy hand and chuckled.

"This old man could beat him with one hand!"

Arrogant!

The first thing Jiang Ming sensed was arrogance! Then he felt that Elder Xuan was bragging.

One had to know that Dean Yan Shaozhe was the Dean of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department! According to Teacher Zhou Yi, that man was an existence on the verge of becoming a Super Douluo!

And this slovenly Elder Xuan in front of him actually dared to claim he could beat him with one hand?

"What? You don't believe me?"

Jiang Ming hurriedly waved his hands.

"I do. How could I not!"

Whether Elder Xuan could beat Dean Yan Shaozhe with one hand, he did not know, but beating him with one hand should be no problem at all. He absolutely could not make him angry.

"Hmph! This old man has never lied in his life!"

Xuan Zi also disdained explaining this to Jiang Ming. It was not as if he could really go find Yan Shaozhe and beat him up with one hand.

As it happened, asking about this brought up another question Jiang Ming had kept in his heart for a long time.

He looked at Elder Xuan and asked again, "Then, can you beat Dorm Manager Grandpa downstairs in our freshmen Dormitory Building?"