Rebellious Disciple Who Defied His Master · Tang San!

Thump, thump, thump—!

Yu Xiaogang was also frightened by the look in the other party's eyes, his heart pounding violently twice.

"My uncle is not someone a piece of trash like you gets to talk about!"

The instant the Mangekyō Sharingan opened, Taichu felt as though he had entered an ice cellar. His mind jolted awake, and after briefly Losing Reason due to the other party's words, he instantly regained his composure and suppressed the urge to kill him.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang was furious at those words.

To him, the word "trash" was truly unbearable.

Tang San, who was sitting beside them, could no longer remain seated.

The other party was humiliating his Teacher like this. It was no different from humiliating him.

As a student who respected his Teacher, he felt it was necessary for him to Step Forward now.

"Don't be so arrogant! My Teacher kindly offered you guidance, yet not only are you ungrateful, you have repeatedly humiliated him. Do you think that just because my Teacher has a good temper, you can insult him so recklessly?"

"Now, immediately, apologize to my Teacher!"

Tang San Stepped Forward and shouted.

"Kindly offered guidance? Does this plagiarizing dog, who copied Spirit Hall's materials, deserve to guide me? What a ridiculous joke!"

Taichu knew perfectly well how Yu Xiaogang had obtained the title of "Grandmaster."

"You're talking nonsense! My Teacher spent decades researching Martial Soul theory and made enormous contributions to the entire Spirit Master World. That is why the world respectfully calls him Grandmaster!"

"How could a frog at the bottom of a well like you understand my Teacher's greatness? And you certainly cannot be allowed to slander him like this. Apologize to my Teacher immediately."

Tang San said furiously.

Off to the side.

Yu Xiaogang had originally felt both guilty and angry from Taichu's words, but after hearing what his Disciple Tang San said, he straightened his back. More than anything, he felt gratified. He had conned—no, taken in—a good Disciple!

"That Trash isn't worthy!"

The Mangekyō Sharingan in Taichu's eyes swept coldly over Yu Xiaogang. If not for this man, why would his uncle have gone to the Angel Hunting Squad to carry out a three-month mission? Why would he have lost a leg because of it?

Wasn't that mainly because of Yu Xiaogang?

So there was absolutely no way he would apologize to him, Not To Mention that he was telling the truth.

"You still dare insult my Teacher!"

Tang San was furious. If his Teacher was Trash, then wasn't he, as the Teacher's Disciple, trash among trash? The other party was not only insulting his Teacher, but him as well.

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level eleven, one-ring Tool Soul Master. I challenge you!"

"If you lose, kneel and apologize to my Teacher!"

He released his Martial Soul, and a yellow Century Soul Ring slowly emerged.

Both Ma Xiunuo and Su Yuntao looked surprised. They had not expected his First Soul Ring to be a Century Soul Ring.

Although the optimal Soul Ring Configuration in the Spirit Master World was two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red, in reality, even most Titled Douluo only had two yellow, two purple, and five black rings. As for the majority of Soul Masters—

Commoner Soul Masters generally had one white, one yellow, and three purple rings among their first five Soul Rings. Those with worse configurations had one white, two yellow, and two purple rings. Therefore, even Su Yuntao, Ma Xiunuo, and Sisi had Ten-Year Soul Rings as their First Soul Rings.

This left them deeply shocked when they saw Tang San's First Soul Ring.

"Your Teacher isn't worthy, and neither are you!"

Taichu gave him a cold glance, and his single sentence provoked Tang San.

"You, you, you're Seeking Death!"

Tang San felt deeply slighted by those words.

In his previous life.

Why had he secretly learned the Tang Sect's techniques? Wasn't it because he had not been valued enough? Deep down, he had always lacked a sense of recognition from others.

That was precisely why.

During the first six years after he awakened his Martial Soul, Tang Hao had barely acted like a father. But when he exposed his Twin Martial Souls after awakening them, Tang Hao embraced him, and he felt his father's recognition. Therefore, no matter how Tang Hao had treated him over those six years, he felt that matter had already passed.

Likewise.

It was the same when he met Yu Xiaogang, whose theories were Invincible.

And the people he acknowledged.

With just one sentence.

They were all his family. How could his family be slandered and humiliated by others?

So...

"First Soul Skill—Blue Silver Entanglement!!!"

The Soul Ring on the Blue Silver Grass immediately lit up, and the Blue Silver Grass rapidly extended toward Taichu, attempting to Bind him.

Seeing this.

Taichu leaped away and directly dodged it.

However.

"You think you can evade my Blue Silver Grass Bind? How laughable!"

Tang San looked as though victory was already in his grasp, brimming with confidence.

The next moment.

"Not good!"

Taichu noticed the Blue Silver Grass beneath his landing spot, and his expression immediately changed.

Just as he was about to Break Free.

"It's too late!"

A smug smile appeared on Tang San's face as Soul Power continuously surged into the Blue Silver Grass in his hand.

The Blue Silver Grass beneath Taichu rapidly climbed upward, wrapping around his legs and waist until his entire body was bound.

He began struggling.

However.

Pain soon appeared on his face.

"It's useless. The poison of my Blue Silver Grass has already entered your body. You don't even have the strength to resist now."

Tang San said smugly.

"You..."

Taichu looked at him unwillingly.

"You trash, kneel immediately and apologize to my Teacher."

Tang San ordered.

"You merely Absorbed a Soul Ring before me and became a Soul Master first. If I became a Soul Master, your Trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, would be utterly insignificant in my eyes."

Taichu said.

"You're the one who lost. You only have one choice now: hurry up and obediently kneel before my Teacher to apologize!"

Tang San did not care about any of that. A win was a win.

"Grandpa Ma!"

Taichu called out.

Ma Xiunuo immediately revealed his Martial Soul, along with one white and one yellow Soul Ring.

"Does that trash Yu Xiaogang deserve Xiao Chu's apology?"

"Stop immediately, or don't blame me for taking action."

He stared coldly at Tang San, tightly gripping his Martial Soul, the Iron Staff. It seemed that if Tang San dared say no, he would immediately attack him.

"I am the eldest legitimate son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and you dare humiliate me like this?"

"Xiao San, attack! Kill that damned brat for me!"

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang glared at the two of them with bloodshot eyes, hatred filling his voice.

Upon hearing this.

Tang San did not know what kind of clan the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was, but since his Teacher dared confidently order him to attack, it meant his Teacher had an immensely powerful backer. He had long felt that Taichu was on a Way of Seeking Death.

Since that was the case.

Whoosh—!!!

His Sleeve Arrow shot out directly, aimed straight at the other party's heart. Even Ma Xiunuo beside him had no time to react before it struck its target.

Under his gaze, the other party's face was filled with unwillingness.

However.

"Ah—!!!"

A suddenly incomparably shrill scream rang out. Tang San found the voice extremely familiar. Then his vision blurred slightly, and when he blinked, everything before him had changed.

Taichu, whom he had supposedly killed with Blue Silver Grass, had become his own Teacher, Yu Xiaogang. Moreover, his Teacher was clutching his lower body in unbearable pain, and Tang San saw his own Sleeve Arrow embedded there.

Blood poured from the wound, instantly dyeing the entire pair of pants red.

The one who had let out that scream just now was none other than his Teacher—Yu Xiaogang!