Beating Yu Xiaogang in Front of the Class

"Boss!"

The other students followed Xiao Wu's lead and called out too.

Ye Wen glanced at Xiao Wu on the ground. "What are you still standing around for? Make my bed!"

"You! Don't push things too far!" Xiao Wu gritted her teeth.

"Too far? Isn't this a right that comes with being the boss of Dorm Seven?" Ye Wen shot back.

"Fine! Ye Wen, just you wait. I'll get Third Brother to deal with you in a minute. Soon, you won't be the boss of Dorm Seven anymore!" Xiao Wu fumed.

Then she struggled to her feet and meekly went to make the beds for Ye Wen, Evil Tiger, and Xiao Bai.

"Oh? Then we'll see whether your Third Brother can beat me." Ye Wen walked over and sat on a bed, then asked, "So, where is this Third Brother of yours now?"

A male student said, "Third Brother should be with Master Yu right now."

"Oh, right. Master Yu has a lecture today. Third Brother should be there to support him."

"Yu Xiaogang." Ye Wen silently repeated the name.

If Xiao Wu and Tang San merely got on his nerves, Yu Xiaogang was someone he truly disliked and despised.

"Yu Xiaogang can give lectures? What time does it start?"

The student replied, "Two in the afternoon. It starts in another hour. Lots of people attend Master Yu's lectures. If you want to go, you can head over now, or you might not find a seat."

"Lots of people attend?" Ye Wen was genuinely surprised. He got up from the bed and said to Evil Tiger and Xiao Bai, "Let's go take a look."

Yu Xiaogang was a Soul Grandmaster who claimed to be unbeatable in Martial Soul Theory, and some people called him Master Yu.

In reality, hardly anyone in the Soul Master World respected him. First, there was his weak rank of twenty-nine, and he couldn't even beat most Soul Masters of the same rank.

Second, there was his Martial Soul Theory.

Half of it was basic knowledge that any Soul Master family with even a little history knew. The other half was complete nonsense, full of conflicts and contradictions. In many people's eyes, it was worthless.

That was why so many people looked down on him. Even work-study students at a place like Nuoding Academy thought little of Yu Xiaogang.

But ever since Yu Xiaogang took the exceptionally talented Tang San as his disciple, he had supposedly proven the theory he cared about most: there were no Trash Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.

Tang San's excellence had also boosted Yu Xiaogang's reputation and fame. At least at Nuoding Academy, Yu Xiaogang was now very popular.

But no one knew that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was no Trash Martial Soul at all. It was the Blue Silver Emperor, the emperor of all Blue Silver Grass!

Even before it had truly awakened, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was already nothing like an ordinary Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

At that moment, in a classroom somewhere in the academy,

Yu Xiaogang's lecture was about to begin.

The students crowded in one after another, and before long, the room was almost full. Yu Xiaogang stood at the lectern and looked over the students, whose eyes were filled with respect. Their admiration thoroughly satisfied his vanity.

"Master Yu! Master Yu!"

"Is it true that there are no Trash Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters?"

The lecture had not even started, but many students were already asking Yu Xiaogang questions. Most of them had weak Martial Souls.

Deep down, these students understood that their Martial Souls weren't as powerful as other people's. They just wanted to find comfort in Yu Xiaogang's words.

As Soul Masters, especially young ones full of youthful pride, who would want to admit their Martial Souls were useless?

Yu Xiaogang answered with complete confidence. "Of course! There are no Trash Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters. My disciple Tang San is the best example!"

Tang San firmly believed this too. After all, he was in little Nuoding City, where hardly anyone had a high-quality Martial Soul. Most people's were about the same, so the differences between Martial Souls weren't apparent.

Tang San stood up from his seat. "That's right. You should all have confidence in your Martial Souls."

"What a load of crap!"

A voice suddenly rang out from outside the classroom, breaking the harmony inside.

Everyone fell silent and turned toward the door. Ye Wen strode in first, with Evil Tiger and Xiao Bai at his sides. The three entered the classroom under everyone's watchful eyes.

"Student, what did you say?" Yu Xiaogang's face had already darkened.

"I said you're talking crap!" Ye Wen repeated, looking contemptuously at Yu Xiaogang and the students who had asked for reassurance. "A Trash Martial Soul is a Trash Martial Soul. Don't you know whether your own Martial Soul is any good, or how strong it is? Which powerful Soul Master in the Soul Master World has an ordinary Martial Soul?"

"The first thing a Soul Master should do is understand and accept themselves, then work hard to improve. They shouldn't spend all day deceiving themselves. What's the point of that?"

"Why don't you ask your Master Yu whether your Martial Souls are trash compared with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, one of the top Beast Martial Souls on the continent?"

"Why don't you ask yourselves this too: no matter how correctly you train, wouldn't the strength of your Martial Souls still be trash in the eyes of top-tier Martial Souls?"

"Uh..."

The students were at a loss and looked toward Yu Xiaogang.

"How outrageous!" Yu Xiaogang was furious. Ever since he had taken Tang San as his disciple, no one had dared to treat him with such disrespect for a long time.

Seeing the situation slip out of his control and opposing voices begin to rise, Yu Xiaogang grew uneasy. If this continued, the respect he had finally gained through Tang San might vanish, and people might look down on him again!

Yu Xiaogang had no answer to Ye Wen's words, because he knew perfectly well that Martial Souls called trash simply couldn't compare to top-tier ones!

Yu Xiaogang was only deceiving himself too, but he had to stop Ye Wen from going on. He shouted angrily, "Silence! What would a child like you know?"

"You have no respect for your elders! Get out! I don't need students like you in my class!"

"You can't answer what I said, so now you're in a hurry to kick me out? Heh. What can you do if I refuse to leave?" Ye Wen gave a faint smile and looked at Yu Xiaogang with contempt.

"You're completely lawless! Is this how a student should treat a teacher? Today, I'll teach you how to respect your elders!"

Yu Xiaogang put on a righteous air and slowly approached Ye Wen. A trace of cruelty flickered across his face as he suddenly slapped at Ye Wen's cheek.

But Ye Wen caught Yu Xiaogang by the elbow in an instant.

"A piece of trash like you thinks you can call yourself my teacher—and even dare to lay hands on me?" Ye Wen clamped down on Yu Xiaogang's elbow, squeezing harder and harder as his expression turned cold. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"