Killing a Man Means Breaking His Spirit Too

Yu Xiaogang's mentality had already begun to collapse.

The theory he had been so proud of had actually been shattered by someone.

So he refused to believe this fact, stubbornly insisting that it had to be fake.

Seeing how anxious he was, his face flushed red, the people around him laughed even louder.

Especially Xiao Chenyu and the group of upperclassmen—they laughed so hard they forgot about their injuries.

Tang San's face turned livid as his sinister gaze swept across everyone present.

These people were all mocking his teacher!

You all have a Way of Seeking Death!

"Hey, Tang San, are we still fighting?"

Jiang Liang laughed. "Where did that arrogant attitude of yours go? Don't tell me you're scared now?"

"Jiang Liang, don't get smug too soon!"

Tang San shouted angrily and continued to activate his first Soul Ring. "First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Jiang Liang watched the Blue Silver Grass continuously fly toward him and helplessly shook his head.

"That's the only move you know."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and swung out a sharp Sword Qi.

Whoosh!

The Blue Silver Grass was completely severed and fell to the ground.

Yet the Sword Qi did not disperse, flying straight toward Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. Even though his reaction was already swift, the Sword Qi still pierced through the corner of his clothes.

But he paid no attention to it. After rushing to the side, he immediately raised his right hand.

The Sleeve Arrow was ready.

Fire!

Whoosh!

A Sleeve Arrow gleaming with a dark blue chill shot through the air, heading straight for Jiang Liang's brow!

At that critical moment, Jiang Liang raised his sword to block it, intercepting the Sleeve Arrow.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat.

He actually saw through my Sleeve Arrow!

Damn it!

Tang San gritted his teeth and continued using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, trying to confuse his opponent with speed.

Jiang Liang merely shook his head contemptuously. "Slow. Your speed is still far too slow!"

With that, he charged forward.

There was only another whoosh, and Tang San was sent flying face-first into the ground.

"Tang San!" Yu Xiaogang cried out anxiously.

Tang San hurriedly turned over and tried to get up.

But in the next instant, a dark blue longsword was held against his throat.

The victor had been decided.

Mocking laughter immediately rose from the surrounding students.

"I knew it. How could someone who took Grandmaster as his teacher possibly be that impressive?"

"I saw how angry he looked just now and thought he was powerful. Turns out this is all he's got?"

"Grandmaster was already trash. Of course his disciple is trash too."

"Hahaha!"

The surrounding ridicule drove Tang San and Yu Xiaogang to the brink of fury, their faces alternating between red and green.

"Jiang Liang, if you have the guts, let me go! We'll fight again!" Tang San raised his head and roared.

Jiang Liang walked over while yawning. "You're just a defeated opponent. What right do you have to ask me for another fight?"

"And your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is too worthless. You turned perfectly good Blue Silver Grass into some poison-control build... sigh."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned to look at Yu Xiaogang.

"This must be the work of this Grandmaster, right?"

"Y-you... what are you trying to do?!" Yu Xiaogang backed away two steps in terror.

Jiang Liang smiled and waved his hand. "Don't worry, Grandmaster. I'd think my hands were dirty if I hit you."

Yu Xiaogang immediately flew into a rage. The look in his eyes was practically enough to tear Jiang Liang apart.

Jiang Liang then looked at Tang San. "A Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass should have taken the life-support route from the start. Only then could its characteristics be brought to their fullest."

"But you insisted on trusting Yu Xiaogang's theories and added a control-type Soul Ring to Blue Silver Grass!"

"And the Soul Skill was even Entangle! Hahahaha!"

Tang San clenched his fists tightly and was just about to speak.

"What do you know!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, "This is a theory I developed only after investigating six hundred and forty-seven Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul possessors!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You investigated six hundred and forty-seven Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul possessors."

Jiang Liang slapped his thigh and burst into wild laughter.

Xiao Wu and Wang Sheng beside him did not understand what was so funny about that.

"You investigated six hundred and forty-seven Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul possessors, yet you still don't know what attribute Blue Silver Grass has?"

"Blue Silver Grass was undeniably the most worthless Soul Beast and Martial Soul on the entire continent, but its vitality was incredibly tenacious, and it could grow everywhere."

"It could live not only on land, but beneath the sea as well."

"As long as you continuously fed Blue Silver Grass life-attribute Soul Rings, its abilities would be extraordinary."

Only after Jiang Liang pointed it out did Xiao Wu realize it.

That was right. Blue Silver Grass really was incredibly resilient and bloomed all over the place.

She remembered that when she was little, Blue Silver Grass had been her favorite food.

Because there was an inexhaustible supply of it.

Jiang Liang pointed at Yu Xiaogang and suddenly raised his voice. "Yu Xiaogang, the Soul Beast you originally intended to choose for Tang San was a ten-year Lone Bamboo, wasn't it?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Yu Xiaogang in shock.

No way?

A ten-year Soul Ring?

Was this Grandmaster really that beastly?

He was his disciple, at least. Couldn't he find him a better Soul Ring?

Yu Xiaogang's pupils suddenly contracted as he staggered back another two steps in disbelief.

"Y-you... how did you know that?!"

Tang San was also lost in confusion, lowering his head in thought.

Could it be that I had really chosen the wrong path?

Jiang Liang crossed his arms and mocked, "A ten-year Lone Bamboo, Yu Xiaogang? Were you planning to give Blue Silver Grass a pole-vaulting skill so Tang San could pole-vault straight to Title Douluo?"

"And as for those theories of yours, I honestly can't even be bothered to talk about them."

"That so-called saying of yours—there are no worthless Martial Souls, only worthless Soul Masters—makes me sick just hearing it!"

"You, Yu Xiaogang, were already fifty and only level twenty-nine. So tell me, did you have a worthless Martial Soul, or were you a worthless Soul Master?"

Wang Sheng, Xiao Chenyu, and the others nodded repeatedly.

Those words had struck right at their hearts!

Every student at Nuoding Academy worked hard every day.

But if hard work were truly useful, why would Innate Soul Power even matter?

Xiao Wu laughed loudly from the side. "Yu Xiaogang, you're just trash!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale from the criticism, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

"How could levels alone determine everything?"

"I have devoted myself to Soul Master theory and taught others. How could someone like you insult me?"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more agitated he became. "You don't understand the great path of Soul Masters at all!"

Jiang Liang snorted. "Heh, devoted yourself to Soul Master theory? Your so-called devotion was just plagiarizing other people's theories, then organizing them and claiming them as your own, wasn't it?"

Yu Xiaogang's entire body jolted as he hurriedly denied it loudly.

"You're talking nonsense! Those were all mine—"

Before he could finish, Jiang Liang shouted, "Then tell me, Yu Xiaogang. As a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster, how did you learn the Soul Ring age limits of Soul Saints, Soul Douluos, and Title Douluos?"

"And you even got them accurate down to the exact year!"

"What, did Soul Beasts announce their own ages before dying?"

"I... I..." Yu Xiaogang was instantly rendered speechless.

Tang San, still lying on the ground, looked at him with a face full of hope, hoping he could give a convincing answer.

Otherwise, he would really have become a complete fool!

Jiang Liang sneered. "To verify such things requires enormous manpower and resources, as well as a great deal of time."

"You were a loser expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, too afraid to leave Nuoding City. How did you research all this?"

"And the Soul Ring age limits you marked out were even more absurdly wrong."

"Different Soul Masters had different Martial Soul qualities, physical constitutions, and spiritual power. There could never be a single unified standard for Soul Ring age limits."

"Do you know how many people died trying to absorb the so-called limit-age Soul Rings because of your theories?"

As soon as those words were spoken, many people immediately began voicing their complaints.

"Exactly! My cousin believed his theory and absorbed a four-hundred-year Soul Ring. He died just like that."

"Wasn't there a senior from the previous class who died the same way? What a pity."

"He's a murderer!"

The surrounding discussions continued without end, each sentence stabbing into Yu Xiaogang's heart like a knife.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and then fell straight backward.

This so-called Grandmaster had actually fainted!

Seeing this, Jiang Liang helplessly shook his head.

"People get older and their sleep quality gets better. They can fall asleep anywhere."