Stripped of His Surname, Expelled from the Sect, His Name Erased from the Family Register

The competing teams and academy teachers in the arena gradually turned their conversation to Tang San.

This left Tang San and Liu Erlong furious.

Liu Erlong said, "Ahhh! Look at this temper of mine! If Boss Fu and Zhao Wuji hadn't been holding me back, I'd have rushed over there and fought them already! I'm not afraid of them!"

Tang San said, "No, if you want to talk about Liu Erlong, then talk about Liu Erlong. Why bring me into this?"

However, the two of them knew that their main task now was not to argue with these people, but to debate Yu Tiankuo. After all, this bastard had dared to insult their beloved teacher—their beloved Yu Xiaogang.

Thus, both of them continued glaring viciously at Yu Tiankuo.

Naturally, Yu Tiankuo could not possibly be intimidated by their glares. He asked Liu Erlong, "Aunt Erlong, you seem very angry. But why are you angry? I haven't said a single thing wrong, have I? 'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.' Yu Xiaogang was the one who said that."

"Since Tang San is Yu Xiaogang's disciple and has always been so respectful of his teacher, everything he does must align with Yu Xiaogang's wishes and satisfy him. In other words, the fact that he could replace his Martial Soul proves that he never took those words seriously either. He also knows that if Yu Xiaogang learned of this, not only would he not scold him, he would praise him."

"So, to them, those words are nothing more than an empty slogan. From that, one can see the whole picture: this master and disciple pair definitely say one thing but do another when it comes time to act."

"Shut your mouth! You disrespectful brat! Yu Xiaogang is your uncle!