The Great Soul Arena was packed with noise and excitement.
Led by Tang San, Yu Xiaogang arrived there.
To avoid being recognized by Dai Mubai and Flender, the two had deliberately disguised themselves.
Tang San had never understood why his teacher was so determined to arrange a meeting with Wu Qi.
"Xiao San, don't you want another fellow disciple?"
Tang San was initially puzzled, then suddenly realized something. Hesitating, he said, "Teacher, Wu Qi has already caught the headmaster's eye. Wouldn't this be inappropriate?"
Yu Xiaogang snorted. "Since ancient times, genius has needed a fine teacher. Do you think Flender is a good teacher?"
"If I remember correctly, Ma Hongjun is his disciple, isn't he? And the age gap between you two should not be great. Think carefully about Ma Hongjun's strength. Is that really the disciple Flender taught?"
Tang San clicked his tongue.
On their first day of school, he and Xiao Wu had clashed with Ma Hongjun.
At the time, the flames Ma Hongjun released were quite powerful, but his combat methods were severely lacking.
It seemed that aside from breathing fire, he had no other means of fighting.
One had to know that Ma Hongjun had become Flender's disciple at the age of six.
Over those six years, Flender had not taught him much. In the Soul Beast Forest, Ma Hongjun had not even recognized many common types of soul beasts.
Indeed, when it came to teaching ability, Flender was far inferior to his own teacher.
Seeing Tang San begin to waver, Yu Xiaogang pressed further. "Xiao San, everything your teacher does comes from sincere concern for you."
"You have a good relationship with Wu Qi. If the two of you become fellow disciples, it would be a fine tale indeed."
"Cultivation requires a goal to chase