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Actually, there is no need to worry about the Gold Soul Coin subsidy, because according to the original plot, Tang San and Xiao Wu have both become one-ring soul masters by this time.

When they come to challenge me, I will use their monthly Gold Soul Coin subsidies as a wager. That way, after I win, I can collect two portions of the subsidy.

While lost in thought, Ye Chen returned to Dorm Seven. As soon as he stepped inside, Wang Sheng and the other roommates ran over, all curiously asking about his First Soul Ring.

Ye Chen did not volunteer the age of his First Soul Ring or the specific details of his first soul skill to Wang Sheng and the others; he only mentioned that the ring was obtained from a Blazing Bird and that his first soul skill was a fire-attribute ability.

Watching Wang Sheng and the other roommates crowd Ye Chen at the dormitory entrance, a cold look flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Ever since he learned that Ye Chen had not only defeated his teacher but had also refused to become his student—even slandering his teacher as having no real talent—Tang San's attitude toward Ye Chen had undergone a massive change.

If anyone else had said such things, he certainly wouldn't have believed it, but the person who told him this was his own teacher. As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life." For Ye Chen to be so disrespectful to his teacher was equivalent to being disrespectful to his own father!

Thinking of how he had lost to Ye Chen three times in a row, Tang San clenched his fists in frustration. Now that his Blue Silver Grass martial soul had obtained the first soul skill, Blue Silver Bind, and his Mysterious Heaven Skill had broken through to the second level, his strength had increased significantly.

Over the past two months, he had combined the paralytic poison from his Blue Silver Bind with Tang Sect hidden weapons to master a technique he called "Blue Silver Hidden Weapon."

Now was the time to challenge Ye Chen and wash away his past shame!

As long as he won this duel, he would not only regain his own confidence but also restore his teacher's dignity.

Thinking of this, Tang San stepped off his bed and said with a serious expression, "Ye Chen, I heard that you defeated my teacher in a duel previously. Is that true?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen stopped chatting with Wang Sheng and the others. He looked back at the approaching Tang San with a calm expression, though he felt a surge of pleasant surprise inside.

Looking at this little guy Tang San, he was clearly holding a grudge and wanted to challenge him.

It was the perfect opportunity to use this duel as a pretext to see if he could goad Tang San into using his knowledge of medicinal herbs as a wager.

If Tang San refused, at the very least, he could still force him to put up his Gold Soul Coin subsidy.

With that thought, Ye Chen watched Tang San walk up to him and intentionally provoked him, "It's true. Not only did I beat your teacher, I beat you too—and I beat you three times."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Sheng and the others acted as if they had heard a shocking secret. They all looked at Tang San, never having imagined that Ye Chen and Tang San had actually dueled three times.

Tang San had lost three times?

When did this happen?

Seeing the suspicious gazes from Wang Sheng and the others, Tang San felt resentful but didn't show it on his face. However, his tone became much colder as he asked again, "Ye Chen, I also heard that you slandered my teacher, saying he had no real talent. Is that true?"

Ye Chen nodded and provoked him again, "Yes, your teacher truly has no real talent. That is why I refused to become his student at the time. Tang San, I didn't expect Grandmaster to tell you these things; I thought he was too ashamed to mention it."

Hearing this, Tang San could no longer hold back. His eyes turned unfriendly, his face darkened, and he said coldly, "Fine, Ye Chen, I want to duel you one more time."

"You were there when I absorbed my soul ring. You should know that my First Soul Ring is the crystallization of my teacher's theory and wisdom. If I beat you, it proves my teacher indeed has real talent, and you must apologize to him!"

"Sure. But I shouldn't be the only one taking a loss, right?" Ye Chen said sternly. "If I win, what will you do?"

"What do you want me to do?" Tang San asked.

"Your teacher was poisoned by a Datura Snake before, and I saw that your detoxification methods were quite skillful. You are also very proficient in knowledge regarding various medicinal herbs."

Having said this, Ye Chen pretended to think for a moment before proposing, "I happen to want to learn your poison-using abilities, so why don't we make a wager? Tang San, if you win, I will kneel and apologize to your teacher. But if I win, you must teach me your poison-using techniques. How about it?"

Tang San shook his head without hesitation. "No. It is impossible for me to use my poison-using abilities as a wager."

"Then let's make it your knowledge of medicinal herbs," Ye Chen declared. "If you won't even use your herb knowledge as a wager, then don't come looking for a duel again. And I won't apologize to your teacher, because I wasn't wrong—your teacher truly has no real talent."

Hearing this, Tang San did not refuse immediately like before; instead, he fell into deep thought.

The reason he refused to wager his poison-using abilities was that they originated from the Tang Sect's poison arts, and according to Tang Sect rules, they could not be taught to outsiders.

Therefore, how could he possibly break the rules of the Tang Sect?

However, knowledge of medicinal herbs was not exclusive to the Tang Sect. If he used that as a wager, it wouldn't be much of a problem.

It was just that this herb knowledge had also been brought from the Tang Sect, and the thought of teaching it to an outsider...

Just as Tang San was feeling conflicted, Xiao Wu suddenly returned from outside. Seeing everyone gathered at the dormitory entrance, she seemed to have discovered something fun and came bouncing over, curiously asking, "What are you all doing? You aren't about to have a duel, are you?"

Everyone turned toward the voice and realized it was Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu's gaze swept over Wang Sheng and the other roommates, then she looked at Ye Chen, then at Tang San, and asked with her big eyes blinking, "Don't tell me you two are going to duel?"

Looking back at Xiao Wu, Tang San was about to reply, but Ye Chen spoke first, "That's right, Tang San wanted to challenge me just now. Xiao Wu, you wanted to challenge me before, right? Have you obtained your First Soul Ring?"

"Of course. I'm the one who's going to be Big Sister Xiao Wu, how could I not have a soul ring?"

As she spoke, a yellow soul ring slowly rose from beneath her feet. After her Soft Bone Rabbit martial soul possessed her, the rabbit-ear hair accessory on her head turned into real rabbit ears. Her large red eyes blinked, and as she cast a flirtatious glance, she looked not only cute but also possessed a hint of bewitching charm.

Watching the entire process of Xiao Wu's Martial Soul Possession, not only Wang Sheng and the others, but even Tang San—who had lived two lives—couldn't help but be stunned. After a moment of silence, he recovered from his stupor.

In fact, as early as two months ago, when the work-study students of Dorm Seven and the noble students led by Xiao Chenyu dueled in the back mountain, Xiao Wu had already obtained her First Soul Ring. She had also displayed her first soul skill, Waist Bow, and even used her pride and joy, the Explosive Eight-Stage Throw.

Therefore, Tang San knew that Xiao Wu was by no means as cute as she appeared. If one angered her, the noble student who had been unable to get up for three days after receiving the Explosive Eight-Stage Throw was the result.

"Ye Chen, since you're back, you must have your First Soul Ring too, right? Don't be in such a hurry to duel Tang San; let's have a fight first."

Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips and said confidently, "You won against me last time, let's see how I handle you this time!"

Looking at Xiao Wu's spirited appearance, Ye Chen's eyes lit up, and he proposed, "How about this? I'm in a hurry to cultivate. Tang San, Xiao Wu, since you both want to duel me, why don't you come at me together? I'll take you both on at once."

Having said this, Ye Chen looked at Tang San and said sternly, "Tang San, with Xiao Wu fighting alongside you, your chances of winning are extremely high. If you still won't agree to the wager even with that, then don't come looking for a duel with me ever again."

Hearing this, Tang San couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He was confident he could beat Ye Chen on his own.

If Xiao Wu fought alongside him, she could help him deal with the Torchic.

He only needed to focus on dealing with Ye Chen, which would indeed give him a high chance of victory—it would be no exaggeration to call it a guaranteed win!

However, Ye Chen's temperament was better than that of his peers; he did not seem like someone who acted on impulse. Since he had proposed such a condition, he must be confident in his ability to handle both him and Xiao Wu simultaneously alongside the Torchic.

Could it be that after two months of training in the Soul Hunting Forest, his strength had already reached such a terrifying level?

Regardless, this was the perfect opportunity to wash away his past humiliation. If he was arrogant enough to think that having a Torchic by his side meant he could defeat the combined might of him and Xiao Wu, then he would ruthlessly crush that arrogance!

Thinking of this, a look of determination flashed in Tang San's eyes. "Fine, Ye Chen, I agree. If I win, you must kowtow and apologize to my teacher."

"No problem," Ye Chen replied readily. "But if you lose, you must compile your herb knowledge into a complete Herb Transcript and give it to me."