Slapping Face Grandmaster

"They're fighting!"

"It really is a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!"

Seeing Tang San summon his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, the onlookers were all astonished. After all, Blue Silver Grass was universally acknowledged as a Waste Martial Soul.

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass swept toward Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng gritted his teeth, but still activated his Martial Soul.

The phantom of a tiger emerged over Wang Sheng's body.

The dark Blue Silver Grass immediately wrapped around Wang Sheng. One was a Soul Master, while the other had yet to obtain a Soul Ring—the gap between them was enormous.

Before long, Wang Sheng was bound by the Blue Silver Grass and unable to break free.

Tang San's gaze turned cold as he looked at the restrained Wang Sheng.

He had never shown mercy to those who had chosen the path of death. The strengthened Blue Silver Grass now carried the Mandala Snake's Toxin.

Without hesitation, he injected the Toxin into Wang Sheng's body.

Though it was only a paralytic Toxin, it was enough to make Wang Sheng suffer.

But that still wasn't enough!

Tang San carefully took his Hidden Weapon, the Silent Sleeve Arrow, from his Soul Tool.

There are too many people here for me to kill you, but crippling you is still an option! Tang San thought viciously as he raised the Sleeve Arrow and aimed it at Wang Sheng's lower body.

The tiny Sleeve Arrows shot out without a sound. Just as a smile was about to appear on Tang San's face, a black shadow stepped in front of Wang Sheng.

The black shadow radiated a dark halo, and several Sleeve Arrows happened to be clutched in its hand.

"How is that possible?" Tang San's pupils contracted sharply. He could hardly believe that someone had caught his Sleeve Arrows barehanded.

"So ruthless at such a young age. Is this what your teacher taught you?" Luo Ling controlled the Raven Shadow Puppet as it turned around. Murky dark power obscured its face, making it seem especially mysterious.

"Driving someone away would have been one thing, but you actually used something so underhanded—and even coated it in poison. Is this what Grandmaster taught you too?" Luo Ling said faintly.

Only then did the crowd come to their senses. Looking at the Sleeve Arrows in the black shadow's hand, they showed expressions of sudden realization.

"He actually used such despicable methods!"

"He already had the man under control, so why did he still try to kill him?"

"Like teacher, like student! You really can tell what kind of student someone will have by looking at their teacher!"

"Who are you?" Even Tang San's face darkened under the crowd's accusations. Looking at the black shadow ahead, he clearly regarded it as someone who had chosen the path of death.

"I'm just a passerby watching the show. What? Do you think I've chosen the path of death too?" Luo Ling smiled faintly.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat at those words, and shock appeared on his face.

Can he know what I'm thinking?

No, he's probably just mocking me... After thinking it over carefully, Tang San still felt it was impossible.

"I'm asking whether these vicious things of yours were taught to you by your teacher," Luo Ling continued, controlling the Raven Shadow Puppet.

Tang San fell silent. He had nothing to say. He was in the wrong to begin with, and now that his Hidden Weapons had been exposed, he could only endure it.

After quite some time, Tang San finally gritted his teeth and said, "I only wanted to teach him a lesson. Who told him to insult my teacher?"

"He merely stated something everyone already knows. How can that be considered an insult?" The Raven Shadow Puppet shook its head and looked toward Yu Xiaogang. "Besides, your teacher doesn't seem to have any intention of explaining himself."

"I absolutely did not cultivate an Evil Skill!" Yu Xiaogang finally spoke.

"Then why did Assistant Teacher Zhang die in your office?" Wang Sheng, who had broken free from the Blue Silver Grass, questioned him from the side.

"I..." Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but he truly did not know what had happened.

"Nothing to say now, huh?" Wang Sheng sneered.

"I didn't kill him! I am a Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster! I guarantee it with my reputation!" Yu Xiaogang finally could not endure it any longer. The emotions he had suppressed over the past few days erupted in an instant.

The surroundings fell silent, but it did not last long before laughter shattered the stillness.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Xiaogang glared furiously at the Raven Shadow Puppet.

His reputation as a Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster was what he valued most. Now someone actually dared to laugh at him—how could he not be enraged?

"I thought of something funny." Luo Ling restrained his laughter.

"What's funny?"

"Your title as a theory grandmaster." Luo Ling waved a hand, his words full of contempt for Yu Xiaogang.

"You say you're a Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster?"

"I remember you often say that there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters. Then may I ask, what does that make a grandmaster like you?"

"You've been stuck at level 29 and unable to break through. Is that because you're a useless Soul Master?"

Yu Xiaogang froze. He often said that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters, but he had never considered applying those words to himself.

Now that Luo Ling had exposed it, his face turned green, then pale.

"And your Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls—those should be what you're most proud of, right?" Luo Ling brought up Yu Xiaogang's pride.

"That's right!" Yu Xiaogang lifted his head, as though he had found a pillar to lean on.

"Then I have a question for Grandmaster Yu." Luo Ling's tone shifted. "A great deal of the information in your theories is something your rank should have made impossible for you to know. May I ask where Grandmaster Yu obtained this information?"

Luo Ling's voice echoed through the air, and Yu Xiaogang's face went completely pale.

This was his greatest secret. All his information had come from Spirit Hall, but no one had ever known.

"Th-those materials..." Yu Xiaogang stammered, wanting to say something, but he was interrupted.

"Those materials must have come from somewhere else, right? You took information from others and published it under your own name. Grandmaster, you really can accept such a reputation with a clear conscience."

Luo Ling's calm voice rang in everyone's ears. At that moment, even the way Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang changed slightly.

"The materials really did come from my friend! But I only published them with his permission!" Yu Xiaogang argued loudly, a pale smile on his face. "After all, information needs someone to promote it and carry it forward!"

"Is that so?" Luo Ling feigned surprise.

"Of course!" Yu Xiaogang nodded with absolute certainty.

"Then it seems I misunderstood Grandmaster." Luo Ling looked apologetic, then began to laugh again. "Since Grandmaster wants to carry things forward, you should take in more students. I heard that at Notting Academy, you've only accepted one student all these years. That won't do."

"Although other students don't have Innate Full Soul Power, you can't play favorites."

Yu Xiaogang nodded stiffly.

Anyone could hear the meaning behind Luo Ling's words.

Grandmaster claimed there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters, yet he refused to accept ordinary Soul Master students. Over all these years, he had only taken in one student with Innate Full Soul Power. What did that mean?

It simply meant he looked down on those with poor talent.

In the end, amid everyone's pointing and whispering, Tang San led Grandmaster as they fled into Notting Academy.

Wang Sheng wanted to stop them, but he lacked the strength to do so.

"Big brother, thank you so much for saving me." Wang Sheng thanked the Raven Shadow Puppet, whose appearance he could not make out.

Luo Ling controlled the Raven Shadow Puppet to nod. Without saying anything more, it turned and left.

In the distance, Bibi Dong, who had watched everything, began to wonder how she had ever taken a liking to someone like Yu Xiaogang.

Thinking of what Luo Ling had said through the Raven Shadow Puppet just now left her deeply unsettled.

Then she turned and left as well.