The Grandmaster Takes a Beating

Behind Notting Academy.

In a clearing on the other side of the forest.

An old man and a young boy stood in the shade of the trees; they were Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

"San, you've already seen me use my soul skills in the Soul Hunting Forest, so I won't repeat them!"

"We'll spar for a bit, but I'll hold back my strength as much as possible so I don't hurt you!"

"Thank you, Teacher!"

Tang San thanked him, but he didn't think much of it in his heart.

Although Yu Xiaogang's soul power was at level twenty-nine, his martial soul was an external beast martial soul that provided no physical enhancement.

With his own footwork, Tang San didn't fear Yu Xiaogang at all, even without using hidden weapons.

If Yu Xiaogang could use Martial Soul Possession, it might be a bit more troublesome.

"Luo Sanpao, go, but don't hurt San!" Yu Xiaogang summoned his martial soul.

It was a purple creature that looked much like a dog, over a meter and a half in length and girth, round as a ball.

Luo Sanpao had light purple fur, floppy ears, large blue eyes, four short little legs, and a bump on the top of its head.

In short, it looked like a purple, fat dog that had grown as plump as a pig.

Luo Sanpao grunted, seemingly responding to Yu Xiaogang.

The next moment, it charged toward Tang San, rushing forward like a wild boar.

Seeing this, Tang San activated the soul ring at his feet: Blue Silver Entanglement.

Although Luo Sanpao was fast, Tang San practiced the Purple Demon Eye, and his eyesight was exceptionally keen.

Several thick vines of Blue Silver Grass instantly appeared beneath Luo Sanpao's feet.

"Sanpao, his Blue Silver Grass is poisonous, let's use our soul skill!" Yu Xiaogang commanded.

"Fart like thunder, earth-shattering Luo Sanpao."

The soul ring at Luo Sanpao's feet lit up, and the entire pig leaped five meters into the air.

With a loud boom, a violent wave of soul power erupted from Luo Sanpao, a shockwave resembling a barrier of light.

Tang San had seen this soul skill before and dared not take it head-on, so he used Blue Silver Entanglement again.

However, this time, he wasn't trying to bind Luo Sanpao, but rather using the Blue Silver Grass to block the force of the soul skill.

Sure enough, the thunderous fart was meant to be an area-of-effect skill, and most of it was blocked by the Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San utilized the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, easily finding the weak point in the soul skill's power and quickly closing in on Luo Sanpao.

"So stinky!" Tang San frowned.

He had managed to block the soul power shockwave with Blue Silver Entanglement, but he couldn't block the stench of the fart.

He could only hold his breath and continue his charge.

"Teacher, be careful!"

Tang San gave a warning; his hands turned jade-colored, and his eyes shimmered with a purple hue.

Having used a soul skill, Luo Sanpao was quite exhausted and hurriedly turned to dodge.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang felt very gratified.

As expected of a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, I couldn't even defeat him using only my first soul skill.

Only a disciple like this can inherit my mantle and spread my name across the continent!

But San, you've grown careless; I never said I wouldn't use my second soul skill.

The age of his first soul ring was far inferior to Tang San's Datura Snake, but his second soul ring exceeded four hundred years by quite a bit.

Even if the second soul skill was also an area-of-effect attack, if it could hit Tang San, it would be enough to make him lose.

Yu Xiaogang felt smug and shouted, "Sanpao, use your second soul skill, give him a back-kicking fart!"

He and Luo Sanpao shared a mental connection, so he didn't actually need to say it out loud, which would have been more effective for a surprise attack.

But after all, this was a spar with his own disciple, so he had to give a warning to prevent Tang San from being injured too severely.

"Fart like smoke, hypnotic slumber Luo Sanpao."

Yu Xiaogang chanted the soul incantation, and the second yellow soul ring at Luo Sanpao's feet lit up.

A purple mist emerged from Luo Sanpao's rear and quickly spread outward.

This mist had the effect of inducing hypnosis, dizziness, and sleep in opponents.

Even soul beasts with decades or just over a century of cultivation couldn't withstand it; Tang San had already witnessed this.

However, Yu Xiaogang didn't know that since his rebirth, Tang San had persisted in practicing the Purple Demon Eye every single day.

His mental power was extremely formidable, far stronger than those century-old soul beasts.

This kind of mental-level attack simply couldn't harm Tang San.

Tang San feigned being hit, his body swaying unsteadily as if he were about to collapse.

Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly, believing he had already won, and began preparing his words to comfort Tang San later.

After such a soul duel, he believed his image in Tang San's heart would become incomparably towering.

Who would have thought that just as he let his guard down, Tang San 'sobered' up and approached Luo Sanpao with lightning speed.

"Oh no!" Yu Xiaogang exclaimed.

His Luo Sanpao could release three farts a day, and there was still one left.

He could have easily unleashed his first soul skill again, using the shockwave to knock Tang San back or even injure him.

But his martial soul had a flaw; he had to chant the soul skill in coordination with his soul ring to activate it.

Tang San's speed was too fast, and Yu Xiaogang no longer had time to chant the soul skill.

Tang San moved like a phantom, reaching Luo Sanpao's side in an instant, his hand turning jade-colored as he struck down with force.

Tang San knew well that for a dog, the head is iron and the waist is tofu.

Therefore, he struck exactly at Luo Sanpao's waist, which was nothing but rolls of fat.

"Awoo~~"

Luo Sanpao let out a miserable shriek, sounding like a slaughtered pig, and after holding on for only a moment, his martial soul form dissipated.

"Ah~" As soon as Luo Sanpao vanished, the damage was reflected back onto Yu Xiaogang.

This was the flaw of his martial soul; a detached beast martial soul could not strengthen his body, yet injuries sustained in battle would affect him directly.

"My waist!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a pained cry, clutching his waist as he leaned against a tree, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Tang San was startled; the cries from both Yu Xiaogang and Luo Sanpao had been truly wretched.

"San, it's nothing. I'm just getting old, and my waist is a bit uncomfortable."

Yu Xiaogang's face remained pale, but he refused to lose face in front of his disciple, forcing himself to act tough.

Over these past few days of interaction, he had already discovered that Tang San was not without foundation.

His theoretical knowledge was extremely solid; several times, he had nearly been unable to answer Tang San's questions.

Hmph, that detestable Martial Soul Hall, they must be hiding many martial soul classics that they didn't show me! Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

He had held a grudge ever since being driven out of Martial Soul Hall, as he had yet to find a way to resolve his martial soul's flaw within their archives.

"I'm sorry, Teacher. I used too much force just now. Let me help you back!" Tang San said obediently.

"No need. San, you go back first. I'll stay here to clear my head!"

Yu Xiaogang rejected Tang San's help, still insisting on putting up a brave front.

"Very well, then this disciple won't disturb your leisure!"

Tang San turned and left the forest, while Yu Xiaogang's body went limp, and he collapsed onto the ground to ease the pain in his waist.

Tang San, meanwhile, opened the system.

[Congratulations to the host for slightly injuring Yu Xiaogang, gaining 10 Filial Points!]

"I wonder what is available in the System Shop? What can I exchange for with these 10 Filial Points?"

Tang San opened the System Shop and began to browse.