Yu Xiaogang Had Courted Death! Tang San Realized He Had Been Deceived!

Yu Xiaogang stared at Bibi Dong and fell silent.

Bibi Dong looked at him as well, then turned her head away. Her nose stung, and in the end, she could only let out a wordless sigh.

Seeing this, Song Ye secretly thought that his mother truly did love him.

With his mother here, what could Yu Xiaogang possibly do?

Besides, with that pig Martial Soul, Song Ye felt that he could defeat him himself.

Song Ye continued, looking at Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

"Whether Yu Xiaogang is trash, I believe I have already made that quite clear."

"Tang San, you could actually take a teacher like this and even shout slogans like, 'A teacher for a day, a father for life.'"

"In a sense, you are pitiful too."

"You!"

Tang San was still unconvinced when he heard that. He wanted to retort, but seemed unable to find any reason to do so.

Seeing him grow somewhat agitated, Song Ye continued.

"So, was I wrong to criticize you and your teacher? Where exactly did I insult your teacher?"

"I could even say that the First Soul Ring you obtained proves how wrong Xiaogang's training was!"

"From what I can tell, you have only just obtained your First Soul Ring and come out, right?"

"Do you dare tell me about your First Soul Ring and Soul Skill?"

"My First Soul Ring..." Tang San had indeed begun to notice Yu Xiaogang's problems.

But he still did not dare confirm it completely.

Hearing Song Ye say this, he gritted his teeth and decided to test things out, to see whether his teacher was good or bad.

So Tang San deliberately put on an unconvinced expression and questioned him.

"My First Soul Ring came from a four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake!"

"My Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Grass, the trash Martial Soul you all speak of, but my teacher has his special Martial Soul theories, so he found me a Datura Snake Soul Ring!"

"After the alteration, my Martial Soul now carries poison and has an Entangle Soul Skill!"

"So my teacher's teachings can't be wrong, can they?!"

Tang San appeared to be proving his point, but in truth, he wanted to use Song Ye to keep asking whether his Soul Ring was good or bad.

Yu Xiaogang, however, failed to see through him. Hearing Tang San say that, he thought Tang San was coming to his aid.

His expression eased slightly.

He added, "That's right. Xiao San's Martial Soul is the universally acknowledged trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass."

"If not for me, Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass could never have been cultivated at all!"

"Only by absorbing serpent-type Soul Rings to increase its toughness and add poison would it work! The Entangle Soul Skill can control enemies too!"

"You little bastard, even if you want to slander me, you cannot change the fact that my training of Xiao San was correct!"

Yu Xiaogang clutched his chest and continued glaring at Song Ye.

When Bibi Dong saw him withdraw his gaze, she could only look back at her son.

She also wanted to know whether Yu Xiaogang's training had been right.

Thus, under everyone's gaze, Song Ye spoke coldly.

"So you gave your disciple a poison Soul Ring, and you are proud of it?"

"In reality, this is simply throwing away a watermelon to pick up a sesame seed!"

"Blue Silver Grass is a plant that grows everywhere across Douluo Continent. Its roots intertwine and connect with one another!"

"Though this grass appears frail and weak, it possesses the traits of mutual connection and life."

"As the ancient saying goes, 'Wildfires cannot burn it all; when spring winds blow, it grows again!' The Blue Silver Grass's inherent trait is its formidable vitality, its unyielding resilience that refuses to die or be extinguished!"

"Yet you actually attached a poison Soul Ring to such a Martial Soul, specifically suppressing the Blue Silver Grass's own vitality!"

"Yu Xiaogang, and you still dare say there is nothing wrong with how you trained your disciple?"

"What?"

"Blue Silver Grass, vitality?"

Hearing Song Ye's words, Yu Xiaogang was somewhat stunned and did not recover his wits.

How did this brat know Blue Silver Grass so well? And his words were logical and well-founded; it really was like that.

Even Yu Xiaogang himself, upon thinking it over, felt that it seemed to make sense.

Much less Tang San beside him, who had already been inclined to listen to Song Ye. After hearing this, he was even more astonished.

Tang San immediately began doubting himself.

The Blue Silver Grass's characteristic is vitality?

What this brat says seems right. Wildfires cannot burn it all; when spring winds blow, it grows again.

Though Blue Silver Grass looks weak, its roots seem intertwined and connected, endless without limit. That is how it usually appears too.

Could it be that I was truly trained the wrong way?

At that thought, Tang San stared hard at Yu Xiaogang. As things continued, his suspicion toward Yu Xiaogang grew deeper and deeper.

Yu Xiaogang also knew that he could not lose the upper hand. He knew he could not defeat this child's mother either, so he could only grit his teeth and angrily retort.

"Bullshit!"

"You are talking nonsense!"

"What Blue Silver Grass vitality? That is complete nonsense! Blue Silver Grass is so frail that it has always been recognized as a trash Martial Soul!"

"Without this Grandmaster's guidance, how could Xiao San cultivate or grow in the future?"

"Without poison added to it, how could Xiao San use Blue Silver Grass to fight and become a Soul Master in the future?"

"You still dare stand here and mislead my disciple! You, you are simply shameless!!"

"I am shameless?"

Song Ye had not expected Yu Xiaogang to actually curse at him. He immediately retorted as well.

"Then let me ask you!"

"Blue Silver Grass is a plant, so why did you have your disciple obtain an animal Soul Ring?"

"You say it was for poison, but are there no poisonous plants? Would absorbing a Soul Beast of the same type not provide greater Soul Ring compatibility?"

"Since that is the case, you took your disciple on a long detour instead of choosing what was nearby. I think you simply could not defeat an ordinary hundred-year Soul Beast, and this Datura Snake Soul Ring was something you picked up!"

"That is why you had your disciple skip the most suitable option and directly absorb this Datura Snake?"

"Not to mention, what Soul Skill did this Datura Snake give him? An Entangle skill?"

"So-called Entangle is merely one of the most basic methods by which plants and animals trap enemies. Plants already possess the ability to entangle, yet you had your disciple obtain such a trash Soul Skill!"

"Even so, are you still unwilling to admit that you led your disciple astray and wasted one of his Soul Ring slots?!"

Song Ye would not give Yu Xiaogang any chance.

Fine, he wanted to talk about poison, so Song Ye would follow his poison argument.

But just because they followed his poison argument, did that mean the Soul Ring he found for his disciple was without problems?

There were so many loopholes and so many mistakes. If Yu Xiaogang still refused to admit it, then he truly deserved everyone's contempt!

And after Song Ye finished speaking, Tang San took every word to heart and began questioning things once again.

Whether it was "plants naturally possess the ability to entangle" or "taking a long detour to absorb a snake," both made Tang San sense that something was wrong.

Especially the line, "Could it be that this Datura Snake was picked up?" It instantly struck Tang San's heart.

Because the Datura Snake really had been picked up by Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang could not defeat it and had even been poisoned unconscious by it.

If Tang San had not possessed Hidden Weapons, Yu Xiaogang would have gotten him killed long ago.

If no one had brought it up, Tang San might not have realized it.

But now that Song Ye had pointed it out, Tang San immediately recognized the issue.

It seemed that when obtaining this Soul Ring, his teacher had not been useful in the slightest. He had even been a burden.

Not to mention that, as Tang San thought about it now and recalled everyday life, plants indeed mostly possessed entangling abilities by nature.

Could it be that his First Soul Skill had truly been completely wasted?

At that thought, Tang San's expression finally turned gloomy. He looked at his hands, then at Yu Xiaogang.

It seemed that Yu Xiaogang had also courted death...