Tang San, Will You Take Me As Your Master?

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was extremely confident. In a small place like Nuoding City, he simply didn't believe any expert could possibly appear!

He stood with his hands behind his back, his flat-top haircut tilted upward at a 45-degree angle, nostrils pointed toward the sky, a confident smirk hanging on his lips.

Damn brat, you know to be afraid now, don't you!

This Master will definitely show you what I'm made of!

He felt that the pretty boy before him hadn't made a move yet because he must have been intimidated by his powerful aura.

Right now, his future precious treasure was watching from the side, so he had to put on a good show.

As long as he displayed his formidable strength in front of Tang San and then used his world-shaking wisdom to hoodwink this foolish kid, wouldn't the other party be so moved that he would kowtow and beg to be his disciple?

Jiang Li didn't care at all about the self-amusement going on in Gangzi's mind.

He turned around and said to Tang San in a leisurely tone, "Little San, do you know what this trash's soul skill is?"

Tang San, who had been curiously observing Yu Xiaogang's martial soul, shook his head repeatedly upon hearing Jiang Li call him.

Although he had lived two lives, his understanding of soul masters over the past six years was minimal.

Through the conversation between the man before him and that flat-top, he had already keenly sensed that something was wrong.

However, he decided to wait and see what would happen.

Yu Xiaogang was furious; he felt offended once again!

The last time he felt this way was the humiliation brought upon him by that damned Qian Xunji!

For this person before him to make this theoretical master recall those unbearable past events, he was simply unforgivable!

"First soul skill, Fart Like Thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"

As Yu Xiaogang's words fell, Luo Sanpao, who had been affectionately rubbing against his pant leg, suddenly turned around, its belly swelling up...

Pfft—

A yellow gas with an extreme stench was released, and influenced by the wind, it began to drift slowly toward where Tang San and Jiang Li were standing.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately realized something was wrong. This move could be described as having little lethality but extreme insult.

He didn't dare to imagine how disgusted he would be if he inhaled even a mouthful of that.

He hurriedly used a strange footwork to leap far away, only letting out a heavy sigh of relief once he reached a safe distance.

He looked toward the flat-top with a gloomy expression.

Setting aside whether his theories were plagiarized as another senior had said, just the thought that he might have been hot-headed enough to take a piece of trash who only knew how to fart as his master made him wonder how others would mock him in the future.

If it is proven that this flat-top is just a piece of trash who only knows how to talk big, then he truly has a path to death!

On the other side, Yu Xiaogang laughed triumphantly. Although the thick fart obscured his vision, he hadn't sensed any movement from that kid, so the other party must have lost the power to resist under his powerful soul skill.

Without hesitation, he immediately issued a second command to Luo Sanpao, "Second soul skill, Hypnotic Slumber Luo Sanpao!"

Not going to stop, are you?

As Jiang Li's fingers flicked, two thick Blue Silver Grass vines burst from the ground, binding Yu Xiaogang into a rice dumpling in the blink of an eye.

His martial soul, Luo Sanpao, was also whipped into an explosion by another vine, turning into a yellow ring of light that returned to his body.

"Ugh... ah!!!"

Although Yu Xiaogang's martial soul was an external beast soul, if his martial soul was injured, he, the host, would suffer the same damage.

The moment Luo Sanpao was whipped into an explosion and returned to his body, he suffered the exact same injury.

"This... this is... Blue... Blue Silver Grass?"

It took a long time for Yu Xiaogang to recover and realize that the martial soul of the person before him was actually Blue Silver Grass!

But wasn't Blue Silver Grass recognized by the continent as a trash martial soul?

Why did it have such strength?

Tang San, hiding in the distance, felt a sense of closeness when he heard that Jiang Li's martial soul was the same Blue Silver Grass as his own.

He raised his palm, and a crystal-clear Blue Silver Grass appeared, swaying in the wind. Without realizing it, he had already walked to Jiang Li's side.

"Is... is my Blue Silver Grass really just a trash martial soul as they say?"

Hearing Tang San's murmur, Jiang Li shook his head, "Little San, if your Blue Silver Grass were truly a trash martial soul, how could you possibly have the talent of Innate Full Soul Power?"

"You must know, there are no trash martial souls, only trash soul masters."

Hearing his own theory shamelessly stolen by Jiang Li, even though Yu Xiaogang was tightly bound, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart!

His face turned bright red with extreme rage. After gathering his breath, he cursed at Jiang Li, "Heh, that is pure nonsense! Do you know that the reason Little San's Blue Silver Grass has the talent of Innate Full Soul Power is because he possesses a second martial soul!"

"You also possess a Blue Silver Grass martial soul; by deliberately sabotaging Little San's attempt to take me as his master, aren't you just trying to take him as your own disciple?"

"So what if your strength is greater than this Master's? You don't even know these most basic theories. If Little San takes you as his master, his life will be ruined!"

Hearing his secret blurted out in public by Yu Xiaogang, his heart was filled with fury!

He shouldn't have held such high expectations for this piece of trash!

First, he tried to trick him into apprenticeship, and now he had exposed his secret in front of everyone. This flat-top truly had a path to death!

[The third rule of the Tang Sect Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: once you determine an opponent has a path to death, you must act without hesitation, otherwise you will only bring yourself unnecessary trouble!]

Jiang Li quickly noticed Tang San slightly raising his arm, his eyes shifting into a faint shade of purple.

Beneath his sleeve, a small gadget seemed to be looming in and out of sight.

Silent Sleeve Arrow?

Yu Xiaogang could not die right now, or there was no telling how insane that lunatic from the Martial Soul Hall would become.

He calmly placed a hand on Tang San's shoulder, signaling him not to do anything rash.

"San, there is no need to listen to this piece of trash barking here."

"The condition for the birth of Twin Martial Souls is that the quality of the martial souls inherited from both parents must be equal; only then is there a very small chance for their child to inherit Twin Martial Souls."

"Everything he just theorized is complete nonsense."

"San, you and I both possess the Blue Silver Grass martial soul. I wish to take you as my disciple; would you be willing?"