"The day I accepted Yu Xiaogang's training, I already had people look into his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul. Guess what? They found something incredible."
Dai Mubai paused there, felt around on himself, and pulled out a book.
Then he casually tossed it onto the ground like it was trash.
Tang San frowned and said unhappily, "Dai Mubai, what is the meaning of this?!"
When Yu Xiaogang saw the words Basic Soul Power Cultivation Manual on the book's cover, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest.
"Xiao San, let's go. Don't get too involved with fallen people like this. It will only drag you down."
But Tang San seemed to realize something, and his eyes locked tightly on the Basic Soul Power Cultivation Manual lying on the ground.
Dai Mubai gave a soft laugh and said sarcastically, "Tang San, didn't you say your teacher was a Grandmaster, unmatched in theory? Pick up that book on the ground and take a look. You'll find something interesting."
Flender pushed up his glasses, sighed, and looked helplessly at Dai Mubai.
"Mubai noticed too? Sure enough, Xiaogang's stuff can only fool people who aren't very bright."
He had asked Yu Xiaogang to train Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun from beginning to end not because he believed in Yu Xiaogang's teaching or theoretical knowledge.
It was to let them get on good terms with the two geniuses, Tang San and Xiao Wu, so that when those two rose to success in the future, they could bring them along.
It was just that Yu Xiaogang had always thought he was an impressive teacher, and in order to show off his teaching ability in front of Oscar and the other three, he had done a pile of useless work.
If Tang San had not gone