Yu Xiaogang's Bizarre Soul Skills; Feng Xiaotian's Breakdown

Godwind Academy training grounds.

Yu Xiaogang's explosive entrance shocked the seven members of the Godwind Academy Team.

"Grandpa... Dean, is this old man our new team member?" Feng Xiaotian pointed at Yu Xiaogang, who had a full head of white hair, looking completely astonished.

"That's right, Xiao Gang just looks older than his age; he's actually a young man in his twenties," Feng Xingkong patted him on the shoulder and chuckled.

Everyone: "..."

Feng Xingkong: "Xiao Gang, please introduce yourself first."

Yu Xiaogang remained calm and composed, saying, "Yu Xiaogang, Martial Soul: God of Farts Eye, Level 44 Soul Ancestor."

He has passed the Fourth Trial the God of Farts, and his Soul Power has increased dramatically in the past two years, breaking through to the Soul Ancestor realm.

"Butt... God of Farts Eye, the name of this Martial Soul sounds a bit strange..."

Someone in the team muttered to themselves.

Yu Xiaogang remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard her.

Feng Xingkong: "Alright, Xiao Gang, join the team. Discuss the team arrangements yourselves, whether you need to rearrange them or not. Remember to give me the list tomorrow."

" With Yu Xiaogang the team, your team needs to free up one person as a substitute. You need to spend this month working together and developing good teamwork."

"Okay." This was the first time Yu Xiaogang had teamed up with the teenagers. He took a deep breath and walked towards Feng Xiaotian.

After Feng Xingkong left, Feng Xiaotian looked at Yu Xiaogang and said in a deep voice, "According to convention, the strongest member of the team will serve as captain. Your cultivation level is comparable to mine. If you are not satisfied, you can challenge me. If you win, the captaincy will be yours."

"This... we can give it a try."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang felt a surge of competitiveness.

If I become the captain, it will be easier to arrange tactics.

This continent-wide elite competition for high-level Soul Master Academy will be an opportunity for them to prove themselves.

Even if we can't win the championship, we should at least get a good ranking.

The other six team members moved aside and quietly watched the duel between the two.

They thought it was just an ordinary fight, but Yu Xiaogang's opening move stunned everyone present.

"Third Soul Skill - Curry Big Turd Gang!"

The third purple Soul Ring under Yu Xiaogang's feet lit up, his face turned bronze, and his beard became even thicker.

His buttocks became even fuller, and a toxic fart bomb with the smell of spoiled curry shot out, blasting towards Feng Xiaotian.

"What kind of Soul Skill is this..." Feng Xiaotian frowned, his third Soul Ring lit up, and a pair of huge cyan wings unfurled from his back. He hurriedly rose into the air to dodge Yu Xiaogang's poisonous fart bomb.

The toxic fart struck the stone wall of the training ground, instantly eroding a hole in the rock.

The stench spread, and the entire training ground was instantly filled with the unpleasant smell of spoiled curry.

"Vomit--"

None of them had ever seen such a disgusting attack method before. The pungent odor hit them, making them feel nauseous.

If you were to encounter Yu Xiaogang in a fight, even if you defeated him, his scent would linger on you, like stepping in a pile of poop—the smell just wouldn't go away...

Everyone silently grumbled inwardly, then quickly opened the windows to let in some fresh air, which made them feel a little better.

The other team members were just complaining that Gangzi was disgusting, but Feng Xiaotian's mentality had truly collapsed.

Grandpa could tolerate him being placed in the position, but he didn't mention how insidious his methods were.

If Yu Xiaogang were to become the captain, whether the team could win or not would be secondary; the real concern would be that he would ruin the team's reputation.

Feng Xiaotian was terrified that people would laugh at the captain of the Divine Wind Team for only using farting-type Soul Skill during the competition. He had already made up his mind: he must defeat Yu Xiaogang and absolutely could not let Yu Xiaogang become the captain.

A fierce battle between the two was about to erupt.

Wind blades shot out in all directions, farts flew everywhere, and the strong wind and stench collided violently in the training field.

"Ugh--" More than a dozen wind blades attacked, breaking through the filthy shield formed by Yu Xiaogang's fourth Soul Skill [What the Heck, Sau Gang].

Yu Xiaogang fell to the ground in a sorry state, with several wounds on his body.

Feng Xiaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and slightly bowed, saying, "You flatter me."

"I lost..." Yu Xiaogang's face was gloomy. He felt that he had not yet fully mastered the power of the God of Farts Eye, and was actually no match for Feng Xiaotian, who was of the same level.

He struggled to his feet, took out some pills from his Soul Tool, swallowed a few, and then handed a few more to Feng Xiaotian: "These are antidote and healing pills. You sniffed my fart with your nostrils open, so you've been poisoned. If you don't get antidote soon, your Soul Power will slowly dissipate."

Feng Xiaotian was secretly alarmed: No wonder I felt my Soul Power was almost exhausted. If Yu Xiaogang could hold on for a while longer, I'm afraid I would have already lost. This poison gas is truly terrifying...

He took the pills. "Thank you."

He swallowed one himself and handed the rest to his teammates.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang became the vice captain of the Godwind Academy.

There are two sides to the story.

Tang San hunted down a 7,000-year-old Ice Thorn Bristle-Boar in the Ice Seal Forest and obtained a Soul Skill that was perfectly suited to his own origin - Ice Spikes All at Once.

This is a Soul Skill similar to a volley of arrows. Although it's not very effective against single targets, it's quite effective at killing enemies in groups.

"I've broken through level 50..."

As expected, he devoured hundreds of fallen beings in the Capital of Slaughter, accumulating a massive amount of Soul Power.

The power has been suppressed within his body simply because he lacks Soul Ring.

Having absorbed a Soul Ring, his accumulated Soul Power erupted, propelling him directly to level 50.

Tang San hunted another ten-thousand-year-old Frost Long-Haired Pig in the Ice Seal Forest.

This is also a type of pig-like Soul Beast.

With tens of thousands of years of experience, he understood that the process of absorbing Soul Ring was to continuously strengthen the origin of the Martial Soul. Yu Xiaogang's blind absorption was a wrong path.

Tang San's Soul Power steadily increased, reaching level fifty-three.

Even if he followed the path of Evil Soul Master devours other souls, his cultivation level at this age is still astonishing.

However, there is also a price to pay: his foundation is unstable, and his Soul Power is mixed.

This made Tang San even more eager to get to know those Immortal Herb.

The Immortal Herb has the effect of strengthening the body's foundation and nourishing its vital energy, thus stabilizing its base.

But he felt there was no chance.

Ever since he met Yu Tianheng two years ago, he had felt that the Immortal Herb had probably already fallen into the hands of the Eternal Church, and that his chances of obtaining it were extremely slim.

Tang San cursed inwardly that the Eternal Church had already chosen its own path to destruction. Suppressing his chaotic thoughts, he turned and left the Ice Seal Forest.

He planned to first find a way to contact the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and obtain the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud from them.

"I hope the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud is still in the hands of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. If it has already fallen into the hands of the Eternal Church, then I will have no choice but to cross the ocean and go to the Sun Moon Empire to seek an opportunity."

Tang San prayed silently in his heart.

The more he learned about this world after his rebirth, the more desperate he became.

Along the way, Tang San peeled off another human skin, ground it into powder with some angelica root he had casually dug up, sprinkled it on the skin to cover up the smell of blood, and then put it on before heading to the Heaven Dou Empire.