Yu Xiaogang had finally found someone he could show off to.
Once, everyone had looked down on him. Later, at Notting Academy, only the headmaster had treated him with courtesy. Now at Shrek, aside from his excellent disciple Tang San and his longtime friend Flender, no one truly respected him either.
Even the students were stronger than he was. Dai Mubai made no effort to hide his disdain, while Xiao Wu targeted him for no apparent reason.
He had lived in utter misery.
But now, his good nephew had appeared!
"Little San, show Tianheng what you can do."
Tang San proudly straightened his chest. Three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple—appeared at once. Raising his hand, he released Blue Silver Grass from his palm, dark purple tinged with green and white, shaped like vines and looking somewhat like snakes.
It coiled around his outstretched arm, twisting as it grew.
A trace of smugness appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Tianheng, don't let Little San's age fool you. He's only twelve, but he already has thirty-second-level Soul Power. Combined with his weapons, he can even fight someone at level forty!"
"He is truly outstanding among his peers!"
Yu Xiaogang's confident words echoed in his ears.
Yu Tianheng stared at the three yellow, yellow, purple Soul Rings, unable to stop himself from closely examining the filthy-colored Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Tang San's forearm.
This...
This was Blue Silver Grass?
It looked completely different from what he remembered. Wasn't Blue Silver Grass supposed to be blue and silver? Why was it black, purple, white, dirty, and green?
It looked as if it had been soaked through in rotten water...
Tang San curled his lips, unable to suppress his pride.
He glanced at Xiao Wu from the corner of his eye and found that she was