Dare Insult My Uncle—You Have Courted Death!

Gangzi stood quietly, his back straight, putting on an incredibly pretentious display.

Sunlight spilled over him,

lending him a few traces of intellectual brilliance,

and on the steps, his shadow stretched long, making him look surprisingly convincing.

"Hm?"

For a moment, Tang San was actually bluffed by him.

But the problem was,

Tang San only had one Martial Soul!

???

It was as though three question marks had appeared above Tang San's head.

What was this flat-topped guy doing?

And what did all this nonsensical nonsense even mean?

"Sorry, you're blocking our way."

Yin Chuan's mouth twitched.

This useless master was pulling that same routine again?

But the goods didn't match the label!

This Tang San had a single Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and the bloodline of the Golden Dragon King.

Gangzi,

you were just a blind cat stumbling into a dead rat.

This time, you'd run into a wall without making a sound!

"Ahem..."

"Ahem!!"

Yu Xiaogang observed Tang San and Yin Chuan from the corner of his eye. Seeing their baffled expressions and complete lack of reaction, he was immediately puzzled.

That wasn't right.

According to the script, shouldn't this Innate Full Soul Power genius have been intimidated, then bowed down and begged to become his disciple?

Had they not heard what he had just said?

"Sorry, please move aside."

"Also, if your throat is uncomfortable, you should drink more hot water."

Tang San spoke politely but distantly.

"Wait!"

"Little friend, I am a teacher at this academy. May I see your Martial Soul certificate?"

Putting on the airs of a teacher, Yu Xiaogang extended his hand.

"Sure."

Upon hearing that this uncle was a teacher, Tang San handed over his Martial Soul certificate.

Yu Xiaogang took the certificate and examined it.

His brows instantly furrowed into the character for Chuan.

Blue Silver Grass.

Innate Full Soul Power? That shouldn't be possible...

There was no way his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul could be wrong!

This kid was definitely born with Innate Full Soul Power!

A Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul could not possibly satisfy the conditions for Innate Full Soul Power.

"Little friend, answer your teacher honestly. Do you have another Martial Soul?"

Holding the certificate, Yu Xiaogang tried to coax a confession out of him.

"No."

Tang San was certain that his dragon claw was not a Martial Soul.

Besides, Tang San felt that it was impossible for one person to have two Martial Souls.

"Little friend, lying isn't something a good child does."

Yu Xiaogang frowned and said with restrained anger.

This little bastard was already full of lies at such a young age. He refused to admit it even now. How hateful.

Once he accepted him as a disciple,

he would definitely have to properly polish and discipline him!

"Teacher, I am certain my nephew isn't lying!"

Without showing it, Yin Chuan pulled Tang San behind him and fixed Yu Xiaogang with an imposing glare.

Stagger, stagger...

Overwhelmed by the aura of the tall, noble-looking Yin Chuan,

Yu Xiaogang involuntarily took two steps back. Embarrassment and anger flashed across his face as he snapped,

"Impossible!"

"According to my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul theory, Blue Silver Grass cannot possibly possess Innate Full Soul Power!"

"He must have the potential for another powerful Martial Soul supporting his Innate Full Soul Power!"

"Parent, please do not teach your child to lie!"

Yu Xiaogang rebuked him sternly.

Bastard!

This man has already courted death!

The moment Tang San saw this disgusting flat-top dare to lecture his uncle, he instantly bristled with fury!

The Silent Sleeve Arrow was already primed and ready,

prepared to assassinate Yu Xiaogang at any moment.

Those who insulted his uncle would die!

Smack!

Yin Chuan moved even faster. One slap sent Yu Xiaogang seeing stars, his entire body spinning several times through the air.

"Watch your mouth!"

"That slap was to teach you not to spew shit."

Yin Chuan's expression was icy as he took out a handkerchief from his Soul Tool and wiped the hand that had just struck Yu Xiaogang.

"Y-You actually hit someone!"

Yu Xiaogang clutched his face, shocked and furious. He had not reacted at all.

Not only had his eyes failed to react, so had his brain.

That heavy slap from Yin Chuan

instantly made the entire left side of his face swell high.

"Teacher, dragons and snakes do not dwell together. Twin Martial Souls require two Martial Souls of similar quality!"

"If, as you say, my nephew has another powerful Martial Soul,"

"then why wasn't the weak Blue Silver Grass devoured by that powerful Martial Soul?"

"Before flaunting your knowledge, enrich your own first."

Yin Chuan's tone turned several degrees colder.

The enraged Yu Xiaogang immediately seemed to have been struck by a hammer. His face turned deathly pale, and all strength drained from his body.

That was right!

How could Martial Souls of vastly different strengths possibly coexist?

Under such circumstances, the weaker one would inevitably be devoured!

Could Tang San's other Martial Soul also be a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass?

But even if two useless Martial Souls were stacked together, they still could not grant Innate Full Soul Power!

He could not figure it out. Yu Xiaogang simply could not figure it out.

Uncle is so cool!

Tang San put away the Silent Sleeve Arrow, his eyes full of admiration.

Although he did not really understand the argument between Yu Xiaogang and Yin Chuan, he could still tell that Yin Chuan's words made more sense.

He had clearly held the upper hand in the debate,

while that flat-top had been rendered speechless, his face ashen.

He had never expected his uncle to be not only powerful, handsome, noble, and elegant, but also so knowledgeable.

He truly was a perfect man!

"Little San, let's go."

With a cold snort, Yin Chuan led Tang San past Yu Xiaogang.

"Wait!"

"My judgment just now was wrong. I was impulsive. I apologize to both of you."

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and caught up to Yin Chuan and Tang San.

No matter what,

he absolutely could not let this Innate Full Soul Power genius slip away!

"Teacher, I accept your apology. All right, you may leave now."

Yin Chuan waved him off impatiently.

He had planned to shake off Gangzi, then explain just how useless Gangzi was to his nephew,

completely severing any possibility of Tang San taking him as a master,

and earning the system reward.

"Parent, what I mean is that your child's situation is very unusual. He is likely to have a Mutated Martial Soul."

"I fear that only I, the number one theorist known as the Master, can properly teach your child."

Yu Xiaogang spoke solemnly and seriously.

A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow.

The Master's name should still carry considerable weight. It depended on whether they had any knowledge.

"Heh~"

Tang San could not help sneering.

Number one theorist?

There was no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Anyone who dared claim to be the best in the world was definitely no decent person.

He had started by babbling that Tang San had Twin Martial Souls.

If Yu Xiaogang was number one in theory,

then his uncle was number one plus one!

Hearing Tang San's laugh, Yu Xiaogang frowned, displeased.

This little brat.

Even if he had never seen the world and did not know the Master's name, he should at least show a teacher basic respect, shouldn't he?

It seemed that after accepting him as a disciple, Yu Xiaogang would need to properly polish him.

"Master?"

"Do you think I cannot teach my own nephew?"

Yin Chuan stomped his right foot.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple!

Four Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet, erupting with an aura far beyond that of an ordinary Soul Ancestor and nearly crushing Yu Xiaogang until he could not raise his head.

In truth, the yellow, yellow, purple, purple colors were merely a disguise created by Di Tian.

Yin Chuan's Soul Rings were truly purple, purple, purple, black!

Otherwise, even with the same Soul Skills, he would not have been so much stronger than Tang San.

"Gasp...!"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted sharply.

"A four-ringed Soul Ancestor!"

"How is that possible?!"

"You're obviously so young!"