Confronting the Master

Xiao Wu couldn't explain how she felt either. Anyway, hearing those female students' words made her feel as if someone was trying to steal her candy, and it made her extremely unhappy.

"Shut up, all of you! Are you animals? Mo Bai is still so young—how can he get a girlfriend?"

So Xiao Wu shouted at those girls.

The ones who had shouted just now were all older students from the fifth and sixth grades, so there was nothing wrong with Xiao Wu yelling at them.

Hearing Sister Xiao Wu speak, those girls immediately fell silent, not daring to say another word.

Beside Xiao Wu, Tang San felt an indescribable pain in his heart as he watched her become so anxious over Mo Bai.

"Xiao Wu, I can do the technique Mo Bai used just now too. And I even have hidden weapons that are better than using that technique!"

With his head growing hot, Tang San had no idea why he had taken the initiative to reveal his secret to Xiao Wu.

"Really? You can do it too, Tang San?"

Xiao Wu was immediately surprised.

"Yeah. I'll show you after school, and you'll see!"

Seeing that Xiao Wu was interested, Tang San hurriedly nodded.

"Better than Mo Bai's?"

Xiao Wu asked again.

"Yes!"

Tang San answered with great confidence.

"Alright!" Seeing that Tang San really seemed capable of it—and was even better than Mo Bai—Xiao Wu quickly nodded.

Tang San was overjoyed, feeling as though his entire mood had brightened.

"You can't lie to me. Once I learn it, I'll go beat Mo Bai. That'll definitely be fun!"

Xiao Wu giggled, then turned her gaze back toward Mo Bai in the arena.

"..."

The smile on Tang San's face instantly froze.

"Teacher Mo Na, you let me win!"

Seeing Teacher Mo Na admit defeat, Mo Bai put away his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and smiled modestly at him.

"Don't get cocky. Let's go again—I'll definitely beat you next time!"

Teacher Mo Na snapped back irritably.

"Alright, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

However, losing to Mo Bai was indeed rather embarrassing for Teacher Mo Na. After tossing out those words, he hurried away.

When Mo Bai returned to the Dean, he discovered that Master was there as well.

Seeing that the spirit battle had ended, the other teachers and students finally left too, discussing it as they went.

Clearly, they had found today's spirit battle extremely exciting.

"Hello, Master!"

Mo Bai politely greeted Master, then turned to the Dean. "Dean, can I choose my own Spirit Ring now?"

"Ah... well..."

The Dean opened his mouth but did not answer right away, signaling with his eyes for Master to hurry up and persuade him.

"Ahem!" Pressured by the Dean, Master could only clear his throat twice. After drawing Mo Bai's attention, he finally said, "Student Mo Bai, it's like this. I believe the Dean's concerns are reasonable. A Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul may truly not be suitable for the Power Attack System!"

"Your idea of treating Blue Silver Grass as a weapon is excellent. It impressed even me!"

"But you must understand that Blue Silver Grass is ultimately just Blue Silver Grass. It is not a weapon-type Martial Soul. If you develop Blue Silver Grass in the direction of weapons, then among Spirit Masters of the same rank, Blue Silver Grass will be unable to compare to other weapon-type Martial Souls!"

Master spoke slowly, repeating what he had previously told the Dean.

As Master spoke, he observed Mo Bai's expression. When he found that the other boy remained completely unmoved, displeasure immediately rose in his heart. Had this little fellow not listened to a word he said?

Mo Bai indeed looked calm. Decisions he had made were not something he would allow others to change.

Even if that person was Master, whom he somewhat admired.

"Master, then what direction should Blue Silver Grass take?"

Mo Bai calmly questioned Master in return.

"Of course, the Control System and the healing system!"

Master replied with certainty.

"Then if Blue Silver Grass takes the Control System path, will its control or healing abilities be stronger than those of other Spirit Masters at the same rank?"

Mo Bai had been waiting for Master to say that, and immediately shot back.

"This..."

Master was immediately left speechless by Mo Bai's retort.

Indeed, given the quality of Blue Silver Grass, whether it followed the healing or control path, it would still be inferior to Spirit Masters of the same rank pursuing the same path.

Master was rarely contradicted—almost never. Mo Bai's retort had been so sharp that Master found himself unable to respond for a moment.

"Since no matter which direction I choose, I'll be weaker than Spirit Masters of the same rank following the same path, why can't I choose the direction I like?"

"Master, I'm not your disciple, so there's no need for you to concern yourself with my cultivation!"

Mo Bai continued to retort.

Looking at Master's expression, Mo Bai felt utterly refreshed and satisfied.

He had genuinely wanted to become Master's disciple back then, hoping to learn more extensive and comprehensive knowledge about martial souls from him. Who would have thought that Master would be convinced he possessed Twin Martial Souls, convinced that he was concealing something and was not honest enough, and thus reject him?

It was impossible for Mo Bai not to hold a grudge over that!

"You..." Master's expression changed immediately at Mo Bai's words, and his face began to flush red.

He truly had not expected Mo Bai to talk back to him like this.

"Hmph, Dean, you saw it yourself. I can't guide him. You can persuade him yourself. Farewell!"

Master, embarrassed into anger, snorted and turned to leave.

He could indeed have answered Mo Bai's question. For instance, although choosing the Control System would make him weaker than Spirit Masters of the same rank on the same path, if used well, the Control System could defeat Spirit Masters of the same rank who were not in the Control System.

Moreover, taking Blue Silver Grass down the control or healing path could provide greater help to a Spirit Master team.

But he would not say any of that now. There was no need.

Mo Bai was not his disciple. He could do whatever he wanted!

He, the great Master, had a temper too.

"Master..."

The Dean called out to Master, but Master did not stop and continued walking away.

"Ah... this..." The Dean had not expected things to turn out this way either. Turning to Mo Bai, he said somewhat angrily, "Nonsense! How could you speak to Master like that?"

"Dean, I was only telling the truth!"

"Besides, you were the one who broke our agreement first. You clearly promised me, yet you still invited Master to persuade me!"

Mo Bai calmly shrugged, then turned the tables on the Dean.

"This... ahem, ahem..."

The Dean was immediately embarrassed by Mo Bai's words. It did seem like he had caused this matter himself.

That made it difficult for him to continue criticizing Mo Bai.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We'll choose the Spirit Ring according to your wishes!"

The Dean waved his hand and dropped the matter.

"Thank you, Dean!"

Mo Bai promptly thanked him with a smile.

Settled!

And he had even given Master a good retort. That felt great!

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