When Su Mo received the intelligence on the Barak Team, he was watching the students train beside the training grounds.
Xiao Wu handed him the report, her tone carrying a peculiar hint of amusement. "Brother, guess what? Gang Zi went to the Barak Team as their leader and taught the members quite a few Self-Created Soul Skills. Swallow Triple Water-Skimming, Vajra Arhat Fist, Mandarin Duck Chain Kicks, and so on. The Barak Team went undefeated through the kingdom qualifiers, and everyone outside is saying Gang Zi has finally come to his senses."
Su Mo took the report and gave it a cursory glance, a mocking curve lifting at the corner of his lips.
He truly had not expected Yu Xiaogang to stir up such a commotion.
"Gang Zi taught them?" He tossed the report onto the table, his tone dripping with disdain. "There's no way Gang Zi came up with those things."
Xiao Wu blinked. "Brother, how do you know?"
"If Yu Xiaogang had that ability, he wouldn't have spent eleven years at the Creation Institute without producing anything." Su Mo's voice was mild, as if he were stating the most obvious fact in the world. "The Creation Institute had resources and manpower. Titled Douluo from across the continent had all held meetings for him. And what came of it? He never even touched the edge of Self-Condensed Soul Rings. Now, less than a year after leaving Spirit Hall, he can suddenly produce a pile of Self-Created Soul Skills? Do you believe that?"
Xiao Wu tilted her head in thought, then shook her head.
"The names of those Soul Skills—Swallow Triple Water-Skimming, Vajra Arhat Fist, Mandarin Duck Chain Kicks..." Su Mo lifted his teacup and took a sip. "They're from the same school as the Internal Energy Method Tang San