Helping Master Vent His Anger

Tang Jiu left the jerky he had been carrying in Master's office, then picked up his hammer and followed Master to the Academic Affairs Office.

The Academic Affairs Office was on the first floor of the main teaching building. The person specifically responsible for receiving new students was Director Su, a man in his sixties, assisted by two men who looked no older than thirty.

Master placed the certificate on the desk and said to Director Su, "These are this year's work-study students sent from Holy Spirit Village. One of them is a self-funded student. Register them."

Director Su smiled broadly. "Master, what brings you here? A rare visitor indeed! Why not stay and sit for a while?"

Master shook his head and declined, turning to leave. "Little Jiu, Xiao San, register yourselves first. I'm leaving to prepare a few things."

"Okay, Teacher!"

Tang Jiu knew that Master's mind was surely filled with choosing soul beasts right now—finding a suitable Hundred-Year Soul Ring for Third Brother, and choosing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring for himself as well.

Master had barely turned around when Director Su smiled and said, "You call Master your teacher? He isn't a teacher at this academy."

Tang Jiu nodded. "I know. We've already taken him as our master."

Director Su and the two men were slightly taken aback, and barely concealed snickers appeared on their faces.

Director Su reminded the two of them, "Any Soul Master can only acknowledge one master. Otherwise, they'll be rejected by the world. Why don't you reconsider?"

Tang Jiu said seriously, "Other than Master, no one is qualified to be my teacher."

The two men beside him burst into laughter. "Looks like you were fooled by Master's reputation too! Let me tell you, it's all a scam!"

"Ignorant!" Tang Jiu snorted.

The two men's expressions immediately darkened. Director Su hurriedly coughed. Tang Jiu had paid tuition to get in—sixty Gold Soul Coins. He had just counted them!

There would be plenty of chances to deal with this troublesome student later.

"What a waste of Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Actually, it isn't entirely wasted. One has Blue Silver Grass, the other has an egg—both are trash martial souls! Trash martial souls paired with a trash teacher. A perfect match!"

The two men took turns mocking Master and Tang Jiu.

Director Su was signing the paperwork. Hearing this, he reminded them, "Master is the dean's friend. Do not make reckless remarks. Although Master's theories have never been proven, no one has proven them wrong either. In terms of Spirit Theory, Master is 'invincible.'"

The two men had no reservations at all. They had grown used to mocking Master.

"What Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul? It's ridiculous. It's never been verified as true! Following a teacher like that, you can only become trash."

Master had just reached the window outside. Hearing them mock him so viciously, he trembled with rage. His life had been full of hardships, and he could accept others ridiculing him, but he could not allow those around him to suffer because of him!

Master suddenly turned, pushed open the door, and roared, "Though I may not be strong, my disciples will definitely become the strongest Soul Masters on the continent!"

"Haha, what a joke!" The two men laughed even harder.

Director Su coughed and reminded them, "You two should know when to stop. Master is a highly renowned figure in the martial soul world!"

One of the two men felt that mocking Master to his face was a little excessive, so he shut up. But the other, arrogant man showed no restraint whatsoever. He was not afraid; his older brother was the city lord's guard.

Seeing that Master, who had endured everything in silence until now, actually dared to glare at him, he sneered, "Director, what highly renowned figure? I think he's a highly renowned clown!"

"You!~~"

Master's face turned extremely ugly, his fists clenched tightly. He truly wanted to punch this bastard in the face, but he really was no match for him.

"Haha, I hit the mark, didn't I?" the arrogant man laughed.

Slap!

At that moment, Tang Jiu leaped up and landed a resounding slap across his face, snapping his head aside and sending his body spinning through the air. He smashed heavily into the wall and fell with repeated screams of pain.

"You really deserve a beating! How dare you insult my teacher!" Tang Jiu curled his lip disdainfully. That slap had felt great. He had wanted to beat him up for a long time!

"How can you hit a teacher of this academy?" Director Su's tone was extremely hostile as he stood and rebuked him angrily.

"He insulted my teacher. Can't I, his disciple, beat him up?" Tang Jiu snorted coldly.

"But you are a student of this academy, and he is a teacher here! What you did is insubordination!" Director Su shouted.

"You're right!" Tang Jiu walked over to Director Su, directly took back the tuition he had paid from Director Su's hand, and stuffed it into his pocket. Only then did he say, "Now I'm no longer a student of Nuoding Academy. No problem with beating him up now, right?"

Director Su was instantly stunned! What kind of move was that?

"Kid, you dare hit me? Today, I'm challenging you to a soul battle!" The arrogant man who had just climbed to his feet wore an ugly expression. He had been slapped by a child—how could he endure that?

He did not rush to beat Tang Jiu up. Instead, he issued a soul battle challenge. Once the other party accepted, neither life nor death would be held accountable! That was the rule of the world.

"A soul battle it is! You think I'm afraid of you?" Tang Jiu snorted.

Master's expression changed. "Little Jiu, a soul battle determines victory and defeat, but it can also determine life and death! You're only six years old, while he's nearly thirty!"

"Teacher, you haven't seen my martial soul yet, have you? Today is the perfect chance for you to see how I deal with this piece of trash!"

Tang Jiu carried his War Hammer and stepped forward, facing the arrogant man directly.

"Today, I'm going to kill you!"

The arrogant man did not waste words either. He immediately unleashed his martial soul. One white and one yellow Soul Ring rose around him, his body began to swell, his hair grew thicker, and the shadow of a wolf appeared behind him.

"Zhang Feng, Level 27 Assault Type Soul Grandmaster, martial soul: Wild Wolf!"

Tang Jiu's lips curled in disdain. Zhang Feng's Wild Wolf martial soul was clearly of a lower grade than Su Yuntao's Lone Wolf martial soul. Though his Soul Power was higher, he looked several years older than Su Yuntao. In short, he was even more useless than Su Yuntao!

Martial Soul Possession!

Tang Jiu unleashed his martial soul. A black ant appeared behind him, and a dazzling Yellow Soul Ring emerged around his body.

"Tang Jiu, Level 19 Assault Type Soul Master, martial soul: Bullet Ant!"

"What? Six years old, Level 19, and he even has a yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring!" Director Su's eyes nearly popped out. This was simply unheard of!

"Isn't your martial soul an egg?" The other male teacher thought of a problem. This Bullet Ant martial soul did not seem to be a trash martial soul!

With Innate Full Soul Power paired with such a martial soul, he was truly a genius among geniuses!

Zhang Feng was shocked as well, but his gaze quickly turned even colder. "Kid, your talent is indeed excessive, but I have one more Soul Ring than you. You can never defeat me! Now kneel and apologize to me along with your teacher. Then I'll only break your bones and spare your life!"

Tang Jiu sneered. "You should be the one kneeling before my teacher and apologizing. Then I might spare your life! Killing you only takes one hammer strike!"