Xiao San's Mother Was in a Vegetative State

"Pick that little fatty..."

Flender lowered his voice to remind Yu Xiaogang while repeatedly blinking at Ma Hongjun and signaling to him.

He knew his own people best. How could he not know Yu Xiaogang's capabilities?

At most, he could spar with Ning Rongrong and Oscar...

Of course, Yin Chuan definitely would not let an auxiliary-type Soul Master interview Yu Xiaogang.

"Yin Chuan, just because I exposed your shortcomings, are you going to humiliate me like this?"

Ignoring Flender's warning, Yu Xiaogang spoke loudly.

Yin Chuan wanted to humiliate him—didn't he want the same?

If he could persuade the students and suppress Yin Chuan in this situation, not only would it be necessary for establishing himself at Shrek Academy,

it would also be a prerequisite for winning Yin Chuan over.

If they compared cultivation or strength, even a hundred of him would not be Yin Chuan's match. But when it came to wisdom, that was his domain.

"Exposed Teacher Yin Chuan's shortcomings?"

Ma Hongjun muttered.

Yu Xiaogang's words immediately gave him the impression that Gangzi had discovered Yin Chuan's flaws, and Yin Chuan was now lashing out in shame to suppress him.

"Huh..."

Ning Rongrong narrowed her eyes, suddenly feeling the urge to return to her sect and call people over to deal with Gangzi.

He actually dared slander her idol teacher?

What a disgusting little flathead!

"If you think sparring with students is humiliation, then call it humiliation."

Yin Chuan could not be bothered arguing with Yu Xiaogang, nor did he need to argue with him,

because...

he could explain it to his nephew.

His most loyal and dependable nephew was already furious!

"You dare question my uncle?!"

"You have already... chosen the path of death!"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull as his grip on the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear creaked.

Yellow, yellow, purple!

Three Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet.

"Teacher, huh? Let me see what you're made of!"

Blue Silver Peak Strength, All Vegetation as Soldiers, Donning Armor and Wielding Weapons—three soul skills activated at once.

This was Tang San at his peak!

"Wait!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically.

This damn little brat! He was too impulsive!

He had merely said a few fair words, and this kid was trying to stab him with a spear! Was there no law anymore?

"Flender, save me!"

Yu Xiaogang knew perfectly well that he and Luo Sanpao were no match for Tang San, so he immediately sought Flender's help.

"Headmaster."

"Xiao San knows his limits. It's only an interview,"

"you don't want me to be mediocre either, do you..."

Yin Chuan appeared before Flender, holding the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear horizontally to block him, his tone threatening.

Those who did not dare cause trouble were mediocre.

Flender had said that himself. If Flender refused to behave, Yin Chuan would make sure to put those words into practice.

"Sigh..."

Flender sighed and turned his head away.

Liu Erlong was absent. Their Golden Iron Triangle was missing one member, so they could not use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. There was simply nothing they could do to Yin Chuan.

They could only hope Tang San knew his limits...

"Damn it, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"

Seeing Flender blocked by Yin Chuan, Yu Xiaogang was even more horrified. He immediately went all out and summoned Luo Sanpao to attack Tang San.

But Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, moving even faster.

Smack!!!

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear struck Yu Xiaogang squarely across the mouth, sending him crashing to the ground.

"If you can't control your mouth, I'll control it for you."

"Show some respect to my uncle from now on, understand?!"

"Ptooey!!"

As Tang San spoke, he spat a gob of phlegm onto Yu Xiaogang's head.

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear embedded itself in the ground beside Yu Xiaogang's earlobe, nearly opening a hole in his head.

"I-I understand..."

Yu Xiaogang's mouth had been knocked crooked, blood streaming from it. His speech was slurred, all his teeth shattered and scattered across the ground.

Tang San had still held back.

Otherwise, that strike could have sent his head flying!

"Hiss!!"

Seeing such a savage Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar all felt their scalps go numb.

Ning Rongrong was frightened pale.

Zhu Zhuqing silently moved two steps closer to Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, what's going on with Tang San?"

Ning Rongrong asked Xiao Wu timidly.

She could not be blamed for being afraid.

Tang San looked far too terrifying right now. His eyes were blood-red, he panted like a bull, and he carried an aura of killing intent and banditry.

He gave Ning Rongrong the impression of both an assassin and a bandit.

"Remember this: don't disrespect Teacher Yin Chuan."

"Xiao San's mother is in a vegetative state, and his father is a bastard drunkard. He was raised by his uncle."

"Whoever disrespects his uncle will make him furious."

Xiao Wu felt these classmates still had the potential to become close friends, so she earnestly warned them.

His uncle was absolutely Tang San's Reverse Scale.

Whenever she teased Yin Chuan, Tang San would make a huge issue out of it. Even she did not dare go too far.

"In a vegetative state?"

"Oh my god, that's so pitiful."

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth in shock.

His mother was in a vegetative state,

and his father was a drunkard.

Tang San had it so hard!

No wonder he was so sensitive about his uncle. He had been raised by him.

Ning Rongrong even began to pity Tang San a little.

And Yin Chuan seemed to shine even more brightly in her eyes. He treated his nephew so well—what a responsible, good man!

"Hiss..."

Dai Mubai remembered as well. Back at the Rose Hotel, it seemed Tang San had attacked him because he had offended Yin Chuan.

Gulp!

Dai Mubai swallowed nervously, still shaken, and silently committed Xiao Wu's words to memory.

Crossing Yin Chuan's boundaries would make Tang San furious!

Yu Xiaogang's fate was right in front of him!

Later, he needed to apologize to Yin Chuan properly.

"Yin Chuan, wasn't that a little too much?"

Flender frowned slightly and hurried over to support Yu Xiaogang, then had Ma Hongjun go call Shao Xin.

His voice was very low. Even when saying Yin Chuan had gone too far, he did not dare speak loudly.

"Oscar, give me a few big sausages!"

Yu Xiaogang was in terrible condition. Tang San had struck his mouth viciously. All his teeth were shattered, and his tongue was frighteningly swollen.

Flender took several sausages from Oscar and stuffed them whole into Yu Xiaogang's stomach. Only then did his condition improve somewhat.

"Headmaster, the one who went too far wasn't my uncle. It was me."

"I failed to control my strength,"

"I thought the new teacher would at least be a Soul Ancestor. I didn't expect him to be this weak."

Loyal Tang San stepped in to defend his master, his tone utterly innocent.

His uncle was not the one at fault. He was!

It was Yu Xiaogang's fault. Who told him to be so weak that he could not even beat a student?

"Sigh, sigh, sigh—"

Flender sighed repeatedly.

What was going on?

Wasn't Tang San Yu Xiaogang's prized disciple? Why did they act like enemies?

Could it be that Yu Xiaogang had been bragging?

"Headmaster, take him away. I need to continue teaching."

Yin Chuan impatiently urged him on. He planted the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear into the ground, and the resulting recoil made Yu Xiaogang's face turn pale as he coughed up several more mouthfuls of old blood.

Flender did not dare delay any longer. Carrying Yu Xiaogang, he flew toward the cafeteria.

[Side Quest: Humiliate Yu Xiaogang completed]

[Howling Celestial Dog's age increased to ten thousand years!]

[Howling Celestial Dog learned a domain: Alertness Domain (extremely large range; capable of dispelling illusions and disguises)]

[Howling Celestial Dog learned a skill: Howling Wind Energy Bomb (fires powerful wind bombs from its mouth for long-range attacks)]

[Howling Celestial Dog learned a skill: Linear Burst Dash (performs a high-speed straight-line charge; stops upon hitting a target and stuns the target)]