Yu Xiaogang: "Who Are You Calling Trash?"

Chen Ming clutched his luggage and followed closely behind Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, curious about how Yu Xiaogang would fool Tang San now that his own presence had changed things.

But before they had taken more than two steps, Yu Xiaogang turned around, waved at him, and casually pointed in a direction.

"New student registration is over there. Go by yourself." Yu Xiaogang's tone carried a strong air of self-righteousness, as though he had not just had Old Jack hand Chen Ming over to him.

"Grandmaster..." Chen Ming froze slightly. He had not expected Yu Xiaogang to change faces faster than Sun Wukong.

"Just go yourself." Yu Xiaogang waved Chen Ming off, then turned to Tang San with a gentle, creepy-uncle smile. "As for you, Little San, I have something to tell you."

As a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, although Yu Xiaogang did not possess the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, he remained proud and arrogant deep down. Especially when faced with the world's "misunderstanding" of him, the arrogance in his heart only grew stronger.

Heavy Armored Earth Dragon? It was merely an Earth Dragon Martial Soul, not worth even a fraction of my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. What was there to see in such talent?

If I truly wanted a disciple like that, wouldn't the clan be full of people better than him?

Yu Xiaogang completely ignored the fact that his Martial Soul was not the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, but a farting pig, and that even if he returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, they would never let him ruin their clansmen. Instead, he naturally looked down on and ignored Chen Ming as the favored child of the leader of the world's number one sect (?).

Seeing this, Chen Ming said nothing more. He simply carried his belongings away, leaving only Tang San and Yu Xiaogang behind.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's perverted smile and the fact that he had specifically kept him behind alone, Tang San was slightly alarmed. His arm tensed, and the sleeve arrow beneath his forearm could fire at any moment.

Could this man be some beast in human clothing? If that is truly the case, then even if I have to risk everything, I absolutely will not let my innocence be violated! Tang San groaned inwardly as killing intent surged within him.

The Tang Sect was located in Sichuan. As someone from that region, although Tang San had never personally taken part in such matters, he knew quite a bit about them.

Especially when Yu Xiaogang bent down as though intending to press his face closer, Tang San nearly sent the sleeve arrow straight into Yu Xiaogang's throat.

Sensing the threat, Yu Xiaogang's sphincter clenched. He hurriedly stiffened and looked around for the source of danger, which kept Tang San from firing the sleeve arrow.

After searching for a long time without finding anything, Yu Xiaogang finally tightened his expression and looked at Tang San again. "A child blessed with extraordinary talent. No wonder you are only the third person in a hundred years to possess Twin Martial Souls."

Although Tang San was shocked that his Twin Martial Souls had been exposed, once he realized Yu Xiaogang was not eyeing his backside, he still let out a sigh of relief.

Though the plot had changed somewhat, Yu Xiaogang still continued to fool Tang San with his grand theories and data. In the end, under Yu Xiaogang's display of "I am authoritative and professional," Tang San was still led astray. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed, acknowledging Yu Xiaogang as his master.

Watching this scene from hiding, Tang Hao felt his Clear Sky Hammer itch. He dearly wished he could smash Yu Xiaogang, that worthless weakling, to death with a single blow.

But when he considered that he could not reveal himself now, that Tang San needed a teacher and a proper identity, and that Twin Martial Souls truly required vast knowledge and guidance to cultivate successfully, Tang Hao ultimately endured it.

In truth, Tang Hao knew Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang, Ning Fengzhi, and Tang Hao were all descendants of the leaders of the Upper Three Sects. Their ages were not too far apart. Ning Fengzhi and Tang Hao were roughly the same age, while Yu Xiaogang was a few years younger but still part of their generation.

Because Yu Xiaogang, the youngest son of the clan leader with pure Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon blood, had ultimately awakened a farting pig Martial Soul, Tang Hao remembered him quite clearly.

Of course, it was not a good impression. The Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had always clashed, and the two arrogant factions openly looked down on each other.

Worthless people like Yu Xiaogang had often been used by Clear Sky Sect Spirit Masters as a joke to mock the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

When he was young, Tang Hao had treated Yu Xiaogang's story entirely as a joke. He also knew that Yu Xiaogang had the title of a so-called theory Grandmaster.

Although those so-called theories he had researched were mostly cobbled together from the records of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and information from Spirit Hall, and the parts he had studied himself were riddled with problems.

Still, as someone with a fairly capable mind and memory, Yu Xiaogang's store of knowledge was decent. Even Tang Hao, no matter how much he despised Yu Xiaogang, had to admit that.

"Fine, acknowledge a master if you must, but why kowtow? Standing alongside trash like him only makes me, the Clear Sky Douluo, look pathetic." Tang Hao muttered under his breath, his eyes filled with displeasure toward Yu Xiaogang.

He knew there was something wrong with Tang San. Otherwise, he would not have given Tang San a single pleasant look before Tang San awakened Twin Martial Souls.

But since Tang San had awakened Innate Full Soul Power and the Twin Martial Souls of Blue Silver Grass and the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Hao decided to act as though nothing had happened. Given Tang San's talent and the bloodline he shared with Ah Yin and himself, it was enough that the Martial Souls proved Tang San was definitely his son.

Yet even knowing Tang San had his own thoughts, whenever Tang Hao thought of Tang San calling someone master... he felt that Yu Xiaogang had dragged down his own standing considerably.

Meanwhile, Chen Ming had already arrived at the new student registration area. The Academic Affairs Office was on the first floor of the main teaching building. The person specifically responsible for receiving new students was a teacher who looked to be in his sixties, assisted by two young teachers under thirty.

When the teacher in his sixties saw Chen Ming enter, he was not surprised. He simply held out his hand. "Proof. Name."

"Chen Ming, from Holy Soul Village. Innate Soul Power Rank Seven. Martial Soul: Heavy Armored Earth Dragon. This is the certificate Lord Soul Master from Spirit Hall gave me during my awakening. Please have a look, Teacher."

"Innate Rank Seven, Heavy Armored Earth Dragon?" One of the young teachers beside him happily accepted Chen Ming's certificate, checked it over, and a hint of delight flashed through his eyes.

"Very good. Excellent talent. Can you summon your Martial Soul and let me see it?"

"Martial Soul, possess!" Chen Ming said no more and directly summoned his Martial Soul. He transformed into a half-dragon, half-human figure, like a great general clad in ferocious heavy armor.

Seeing Chen Ming's fierce and majestic transformation, Director Su, who was in charge of admissions, could not help but rise to his feet and clap. "Very good, Student Chen Ming. Our academy needs talents like you."

"Innate Rank Seven, a Sub-Dragon Martial Soul—you will certainly become an outstanding Spirit Master in the future. A Work-Study Student from Holy Soul Village? Very good. I remember that village once produced a Spirit Saint. As expected, it is truly extraordinary. Perhaps Holy Soul Village will produce another Spirit Saint someday."

The Heavy Armored Earth Dragon was a high-grade Martial Soul. Although it could not compare to those of the top great sects or ancient inheritances, it was still exceptionally outstanding in this era. Within Nuoding City, there was not a single Spirit Master whose Martial Soul was publicly known to be of higher quality than Chen Ming's.

Such an excellent Martial Soul combined with Innate Soul Power Rank Seven made him a genius among geniuses in everyone's eyes.

Director Su promptly registered Chen Ming, then rose with a smile and personally led him to the dormitory building.

Nuoding Academy did not have many people. One dormitory building was enough to accommodate all the teachers and students.

The bottom three floors of the dormitory building were divided into seven dorm rooms. Ordinary students were assigned to different dormitories according to age, while all Work-Study Students, regardless of grade, lived in Dorm Seven.

Director Su personally escorted Chen Ming into Dorm Seven, where the Work-Study Students lived. He gave a kindly smile to the Dorm Seven Spirit Masters, who had originally been rubbing their fists and preparing to teach the newcomer a lesson.

Seeing the dean's smile, every student in Dorm Seven forced out a stiff smile. It was only long after Director Su had left that the students led by Wang Sheng finally came back to their senses.

Watching Chen Ming occupy a bed and begin laying out his bedding, Wang Sheng and the others swallowed nervously, unsure what to do.

Normally, a Work-Study Student would never be personally delivered by the dean. Yet this Work-Study Student had been escorted here by the dean himself... Could it be that this person had some special preference and chose to be a Work-Study Student despite being able to attend normally?

Only after Chen Ming finished making his bed did he approach everyone with a smile.

"Hello, everyone. I am Chen Ming from Holy Soul Village. My Martial Soul is the Heavy Armored Earth Dragon, and my Innate Soul Power is Rank Seven. Please take care of me from now on."

"A dragon! His Martial Soul is actually a dragon!" Hearing Chen Ming's Martial Soul, many of the students present widened their eyes.

Every one of them came from the lowest class of farming families. They had gained Innate Soul Power only through luck or Martial Soul mutation.

But even though they had the chance to become Spirit Masters, their Martial Souls were poor because of their lacking bloodlines. Wang Sheng's Tiger Martial Soul was already the best in all of Dorm Seven.

The moment they heard that Chen Ming's Martial Soul was a dragon, every student widened their eyes, their gazes full of envy. Even Wang Sheng, the current leader of Dorm Seven with the Tiger Martial Soul, revealed intense envy.

Wang Sheng stepped forward somewhat nervously and studied Chen Ming carefully for a long while. At last, he gathered his courage and slowly spoke.

"Um, newcomer, we have a rule in Dorm Seven. Every newcomer has to fight the boss. How about we spar?"