One Spit Each and You'll Drown Them

"Your Highness, the students of our academy are all extraordinarily gifted. In the future, they will be fighting for honor on behalf of Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

What Flender could least tolerate was other people belittling Shrek Academy.

If Ma Hongjun's words just now had made him lose a little face, then Prince Xuexing's current denigration of Shrek Academy was like grinding all his years of effort into the dirt.

How could he possibly tolerate Xuexing slandering them like this?

Even if this man was a prince, he still couldn't endure it.

"Extraordinarily gifted? In what way, exactly? This prince would quite like to see it for himself."

Xuexing smiled faintly, fully displaying that air of a spoiled noble wastrel.

Flender's powder keg was already packed full, but he did not immediately speak up and tell Flender to go wait off to the side first.

His expression was somewhat ugly, but he said nothing more. After all, Xue Qinghe was still here.

Seeing that neither of them seemed inclined to start a fight, Xue Qinghe also relaxed slightly.

"They are naturally all geniuses. Any student who graduates from Shrek Academy, without exception, reaches the level of Soul Ancestor before the age of twenty."

Hearing Flender say that Shrek Academy's students were all geniuses, he couldn't help laughing. "Those words of yours really are laughable. What kind of school is Shrek Academy? Who knows? And where have those genius students gone?"

Honestly, he was not wrong. Across the entire Douluo Continent, there really were not many people who knew what kind of academy Shrek Academy was.

Even among those who had graduated, aside from Qin Ming, there truly was not a single person who admitted they had studied at Shrek.

It had never registered with the empire, had not even participated in a single soul master competition, and had no official records. How were they supposed to know what kind of place Shrek Academy was?

Moreover, even if they did know, what use would that be? Compared with noble members of the imperial family like them, Shrek Academy was not even qualified to carry their shoes.

As for geniuses?

A genius, before growing up, was only a genius.

Only after growing up could one be called a true powerhouse.

These so-called geniuses were clearly only at the twenties in rank, yet they dared provoke a seventy-sixth-rank Soul Saint. This was simply...

Heaven-defying!

As for Shrek Academy's reputation, Xuexing had actually looked into it a little. To be honest, it had long since become rotten to the core. If not for Flender, the Flight Horn of the Golden Iron Triangle, holding up the stage, then Zhao Wuji alone, as a wanted criminal, would have been enough to get this academy shut down.

Flender flew into a rage at those words, but still forced down his emotions and did not speak.

The fact that he did not speak did not mean no one else would.

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and patted Flender on the shoulder.

Signaling him not to panic!

"Your Highness, whether our students are geniuses or not is not for you to decide. They will prove it to everyone themselves. Furthermore, no matter how outstanding one's talent may be, it still requires proper guidance before one can ultimately become an excellent soul master."

"Oh? I would quite like to see just what students from Shrek Academy are like." Prince Xuexing laughed, looking highly interested.

"On this point, I believe my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls can be of assistance to your esteemed academy."

"..."

Yu Xiaogang spoke with passionate conviction.

The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls was the theory he was proudest of.

He believed Heaven Dou Royal Academy would definitely be tempted.

But Yu Xiaogang did not notice that the moment he said this, aside from the Shrek people and Sigewinne, everyone else—including Wriothesley—wore extremely strange expressions.

One could even say their expressions were priceless.

Back when he was in Meropide, in order to learn about news above the water, and also to pass the time, he would often entrust others to buy The Steambird for him to read.

So after arriving on Douluo Continent, he had kept that habit.

Only, without newspapers, he could only switch to reading books.

Because of that, he had come to understand a great deal of knowledge about Douluo Continent, though not as clearly as a certain old man who listened to music in brothels while walking his bird.

Still, he did pay attention to some important matters among them.

Including this joke-like Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls.

At the thought of this, Wriothesley almost failed to hold back himself.

Especially that line: there were no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters.

But in the end, Yu Xiaogang used his entire life to prove that he was a useless person.

Since Yu Xiaogang believed there were no useless martial souls in the world, why did he not choose to develop his own martial soul and try to make it evolve a second time? Why turn around and cultivate students instead? Did that not indirectly prove that his own martial soul was useless and had no research value?

However, as someone who kept a low profile in his conduct, he did not choose to laugh out loud on the spot. Instead, he raised a hand to cover his mouth, using it to hide his odd expression.

Flender frowned, but did not refute him. He only looked toward Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe smiled faintly, though that smile was somewhat forced.

Flender looked at Prince Xuexing. "Your Highness, what do you think of this?"

"Flender, I have to say, is this friend of yours trying to make me laugh myself to death so he can inherit my throne?" Prince Xuexing said with a laugh, pointing at Yu Xiaogang.

To be honest, if Yu Xiaogang had not been Yu Yuanzhen's son, Xuexing would not even have bothered to glance at him with that mere Soul Grandmaster strength.

Yu Xiaogang's expression shifted. His Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls could be said to be the essence of his entire life's work.

Because his martial soul had mutated, he could never break through to Soul Elder in his lifetime, so turning to academia had become the only place where Yu Xiaogang could accomplish anything.

He had never expected that today, it would become someone else's laughingstock.

His theories, his knowledge—all of it was being treated like a joke.

There was no way he could keep silent.

He would use his results to slap them hard in the face.

"Little San, come here!"

A trace of a smile squeezed itself onto Yu Xiaogang's stiff face.

Good!

It did not matter if they did not know. This was the perfect chance to tell them, and show off in front of these people while he was at it.

Tang San answered and walked out again. However, because of the pressure Titled Douluo Zhilin had put on him earlier, his body was no longer as relaxed as before.

Although Sigewinne had saved him and woken him, the weakness caused by his depleted mental strength was not something he could recover from immediately.

However, Yu Xiaogang was his teacher, and he never refused his teacher's requests.

"Little San, release your martial soul."

Tang San did as he was told. Blue-purple Blue Silver Grass surged out from the palm of his right hand, slithering like little blue snakes, with a faint fishy smell drifting from it.

"This is... Blue Silver Grass?"

Blue Silver Grass was the most common plant on the Douluo Continent, but this was the first time they had seen Blue Silver Grass in such a form.

"That's right! This is Blue Silver Grass."

"The reason Blue Silver Grass has taken on this form is because my disciple Tang San absorbed a Datura Snake as his first soul ring, while his third soul ring was obtained by killing a Man Faced Demon Spider."

Seeing these people's reactions, Yu Xiaogang grew even more pleased with himself.

Good!

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

If he still could not see that their expressions were off now, then he really would have been looking for nothing.

Flender saw Yu Xiaogang waggling his brows and making faces there, and an uneasy feeling rose in his heart, but for the moment, he could not say what exactly was wrong.

As for Wriothesley, he only wanted to say one thing.

If no one had helped him cheat, this Tang San would probably have been ruined, right?