Yu Xiaogang's Mysterious Confidence, Dorm Seven's Rules

Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back, a faintly arrogant smile on his face.

His expression seemed to be telling Tang San, "My deduction was right, wasn't it?"

"How about it? Have you felt my world-shaking wisdom?"

Completely unaware that Tang San had already developed the urge to silence him forever.

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he calmly asked, "Master, how did you determine that I have Twin Martial Souls?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang thought, You finally asked me.

He immediately began showing off with composed ease.

Pointing at his head, he smiled. "Of course, by relying on the knowledge in my head."

"You must be wondering why I concluded that you possess Twin Martial Souls based solely on your Martial Soul and Innate Soul Power."

Tang San nodded slightly.

Yu Xiaogang's face filled with pride at the sight.

"It would be perfectly normal for others to be unable to guess that you have Twin Martial Souls from such limited information."

"But if even I couldn't figure it out, then I wouldn't deserve the title of Master."

"The reason I made such a deduction is because I investigated six hundred and forty-seven people whose Martial Souls were Blue Silver Grass. Only sixteen of them possessed Soul Power, a rate of less than three percent."

"Of those sixteen, not a single one had Soul Power above rank one."

"According to one of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul that I researched, the level of Innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the quality of one's Martial Soul. Blue Silver Grass clearly does not meet this requirement."

"So I dared to conclude that you must possess another Martial Soul."

"It is precisely because of that Martial Soul that you possess Innate Full Soul Power."

After hearing this, hesitation showed in Tang San's eyes.

"What if I'm an exception?"

Yu Xiaogang burst into laughter and decisively shook his head.

"That is absolutely impossible."

"In my research, there have been commoner Soul Masters who awakened with Innate Full Soul Power."

"Though these people did not possess powerful Martial Soul inheritances like the descendants of the great families across the continent."

"Their Martial Souls had mutated from their original foundation, which was why they awakened with Innate Full Soul Power."

"And from my observations over the years, no Martial Soul can mutate with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."

"So I can be completely certain that my judgment is correct."

If Yang Yuan had been here, he probably would have laughed himself silly.

After all, anyone who had read the original story knew.

Tang San's Innate Full Soul Power came from cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill since childhood.

Furthermore, although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass had not yet awakened its Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, it was not ordinary Blue Silver Grass either.

As for Yu Xiaogang's guesses.

Other than arriving at the right conclusion, the reasoning behind them was completely muddled and had nothing to do with the result.

He had simply stumbled into the correct answer by sheer luck.

Naturally, Yu Xiaogang was completely unaware of this and remained immersed in the satisfaction of having judged correctly.

And as he went on and on with his lengthy explanation, the air of dejection around him vanished completely.

In its place was an air of pride and self-assurance.

With his head held high and chest puffed out, he looked like a victorious rooster.

His confident bearing seemed to possess a powerful infectious quality.

Looking at him, Tang San even felt as though he had encountered a true expert.

If he could take him as his teacher now, wouldn't he be able to avoid decades of detours?

Thinking of this, Tang San could not help growing excited.

The killing intent in his heart toward Yu Xiaogang faded along with it.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San with a faint smile.

"Child, now I have a question for you."

"Are you willing to take me as your teacher?"

Thud!

Tang San had already given Yu Xiaogang his answer through his actions.

He dropped to his knees, then kowtowed three times beneath Yu Xiaogang's astonished gaze.

"Teacher, please accept this disciple's bow."

Yu Xiaogang immediately grinned from ear to ear.

"Silly child, what are you doing?"

"Who told you that you had to kowtow when taking a teacher? Don't you know this is a gesture reserved only for monarchs and parents?"

"Get up quickly!"

Tang San said solemnly, "A teacher for a day is a father for life. From now on, you will be my second father."

"What a good child. I truly did not misjudge you."

The more Yu Xiaogang looked at him, the more satisfied he became, and he could not help sighing with emotion.

Looking at Tang San before him, Yu Xiaogang seemed to already see the day, years from now, when Tang San became the continent's strongest expert under his guidance.

At that time, he would prove it to the entire continent.

He, Yu Xiaogang...

Was not trash!

Elsewhere.

Yang Yuan had already arrived at the Dean's Office.

After Director Su of the Dean's Office finished reading the Spirit Hall certificate Yang Yuan handed over, his face immediately showed shock.

"I never thought Nuoding Academy would one day enroll a student with Innate Full Soul Power."

"Still, I've never heard of an Eye Martial Soul like yours."

After saying that, Director Su instinctively glanced at Yang Yuan's eyes.

The moment his gaze met those Double Pupils, his mind wavered.

What eerie pupils.

Director Su muttered to himself.

He then handed Yang Yuan two sets of white Nuoding Academy uniforms and said with a cheerful smile,

"You'll be staying in Dorm Seven in Dormitory Building Seven. Go on."

Dorm Seven was the dormitory for Work-Study Students.

Since tuition at Nuoding Academy was not cheap, Yang Yuan was using Di Soul Village's Work-Study Student quota.

Although Di Soul Village, unlike Holy Soul Village, did not receive a Work-Study Student quota every year.

Because a Soul Emperor had once come from the village, it could similarly receive one Work-Study Student quota every two years.

Yang Yuan accepted the uniforms and the Spirit Hall certificate with a smile. After thanking him, he left the Dean's Office.

Nuoding Academy had only one dormitory building, so Yang Yuan quickly found Dorm Seven.

Even outside the door, he could hear the noisy chatter inside.

After Yang Yuan pushed open the door, the noise in the dormitory briefly stopped, and several pairs of eyes turned toward him in unison.

Once they saw that the newcomer was not a teacher, the people in the dormitory immediately relaxed again.

Yet after getting a clear look at Yang Yuan, surprise and curiosity inevitably appeared on their faces.

"Is he a Work-Study Student like us too?"

"He doesn't look like one at all."

Aside from his clothing, Yang Yuan's appearance and bearing were entirely out of place among people like them.

He looked more like a young noble traveling incognito.

At that moment, a tall child stepped forward from the crowd.

"Are you new here?"

"My name is Wang Sheng. My Martial Soul is War Tiger, and I'm the boss of Dorm Seven."

Yang Yuan smiled slightly. "My name is Yang Yuan. My Martial Soul is eyes."

"Eyes?"

"There's a Martial Soul like that?"

Wang Sheng looked astonished and instinctively turned to look at Yang Yuan's eyes.

The instant their gazes met, his body shuddered instinctively, and he involuntarily felt as though his soul were trembling.

Coming back to his senses, Wang Sheng felt somewhat embarrassed by his reaction. He immediately coughed twice to hide his awkwardness.

"Yang Yuan, since you've come to Dorm Seven, you must follow Dorm Seven's rules."

"We'll have a fight. Whoever wins will be the boss of Dorm Seven!"

Hearing this, Yang Yuan beckoned at him.

"Come on!"

Wang Sheng grinned at the sight.

Yang Yuan's Martial Soul was eyes. What kind of offensive power could it possibly have?

After all, his Martial Soul was War Tiger!

"Then here I come!"

Wang Sheng shouted as he lunged fiercely at Yang Yuan, not even bothering to release his Martial Soul.

Facing him, Yang Yuan remained motionless, yet his Double Pupils took in every detail of Wang Sheng's movements.

Slow, far too slow!

Time seemed to have frozen at this moment.

Yang Yuan shook his head slightly, then stepped forward.

Straight punch!