Training to This Point with the Useless Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul-Was I Not a Genius?

Tang San lay in the Virtual Pod, still wearing the helmet, his entire body frozen stiff.

It took him several seconds before he slowly sat up, removed the helmet, and looked at Yue Zhengyu standing beside him.

"What did you say?"

Tang San's voice was slightly tense.

"I was eliminated?"

"Yes."

Yue Zhengyu nodded, his expression unchanged.

"You failed the third assessment."

Tang San's expression darkened.

He stared at Yue Zhengyu, a chill flashing through his eyes.

"Why?"

Tang San's tone was terrifyingly low.

"Why? Naturally, because of what you did in that space."

Yue Zhengyu looked at Tang San with disgust in his eyes. In his view, Tang San's actions were no different from those of an Evil Soul Master, even if Tang San's Martial Soul was not an evil one.

Upon hearing this, Tang San's pupils contracted slightly. Before making his move, he had made sure that no one noticed him, and that guy had died with his eyes still open, unable to press the button to leave.

Then how did Yue Zhengyu know?

At that moment, Yue Zhengyu pulled out a square Soul Tool, and a virtual screen appeared in midair.

The screen began playing footage. Tang San stood beside the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, his eyes filled with greed. He raised his hand, and a Sleeve Arrow shot out. The level-fifteen Soul Master had not even had time to react before collapsing stiffly to the ground. Tang San did not even glance at the corpse as he strode toward the Immortal Herbs, a smug smile on his lips.

The footage was extremely clear. Every expression on Tang San's face could be seen distinctly.

Tang San's face instantly turned livid.

He stared at the screen, opened his mouth, yet could not utter a single word.

Tang San had originally believed that space to be a secret, independent realm. He had never expected every one of his actions to be exposed right under Yue Zhengyu's nose.

What exactly was this thing?

It had to be said that everything before him had exceeded Tang San's imagination. It was even more miraculous than hidden weapons.

Tang San took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Tang San's voice returned to calmness, but his tone carried a certain confidence.

"I think you need to reconsider."

Yue Zhengyu looked at him without speaking.

Tang San continued, neither fast nor slow.

"You saw it clearly just now. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and my Soul Power is level twenty-nine. I think... you probably have never seen anything like that before."

"If you eliminate me over such a trivial matter, the one suffering the loss will not be me, but your Shrek Academy."

Yue Zhengyu's brow twitched slightly, but he still did not speak.

Tang San thought he had persuaded him, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. To be honest, if that space had not contained the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, Tang San would never have wasted his time here. A blind fool like Yue Zhengyu actually dared to eliminate him. He was simply courting death!

After hearing Tang San's words, Yue Zhengyu made no movement and merely spoke softly.

"Are you done?"

"If you are, then leave. You are no longer an applicant of our academy and have no right to stand here."

Tang San's expression completely sank.

"You will regret this."

He spoke each word distinctly.

Yue Zhengyu gave a soft laugh.

"Shrek Academy will not regret losing someone as filthy as you. You should be grateful that the person you killed was only a dummy. Otherwise... you definitely would not still be standing here safely."

Tang San's pupils suddenly widened at Yue Zhengyu's words.

"So you deliberately lured me into doing something like this?!"

"It was your own greed at work."

Tang San gritted his teeth in fury. But since this guy had said that the person he killed was fake, then the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well must also have been fake. There was no need for him to remain here any longer.

Tang San's gaze quickly fell upon Xiao Wu's Virtual Pod.

"I want to take Xiao Wu with me."

Tang San spoke in a low voice.

Yue Zhengyu glanced at him.

"You have no right to take anyone away."

"She came here with me!"

Tang San raised his voice.

"She will naturally leave with me!"

"Only if she is willing to do so herself."

Yue Zhengyu's tone remained unhurried.

"She is currently undergoing the third assessment. No one may disturb her. Once she comes out, whether she stays or leaves will be her own decision, not yours."

Tang San's fists clenched with crackling sounds.

His first instinct was to attack, but Tang San quickly suppressed the thought.

Not because of Yue Zhengyu, but because Wu Zhangkong stood outside the door.

That Seven-Ring Soul Saint.

Tang San took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the rage in his heart.

He could not defeat Wu Zhangkong; he knew that clearly. Forget a Seven-Ring Soul Saint—even against a Five-Ring Soul King, with his current strength, he would gain no advantage.

"Fine."

Tang San gritted his teeth and forced out the word through clenched teeth.

He turned and walked toward the door. After taking two steps, he stopped again, turned back, and looked coldly at Yue Zhengyu.

"Because of your blindness, your academy will suffer tremendous losses!"

"I hope you do not regret it."

With that, he strode out of the hall.

Watching Tang San's retreating figure, Yue Zhengyu sighed helplessly. How could a mere level-twenty-nine Soul Master dare say something like that?

And besides... his character was lacking. Keeping him at Shrek Academy would only have brought trouble.

Outside, Tang San retrieved his Copper Soul Coin and simply stood at the entrance, waiting for Xiao Wu to come out.

If Xiao Wu came out of the Virtual Pod and found that he was gone, she would definitely come looking for him.

This Shrek Academy would lose two level-twenty-nine Soul Masters. As for the rest... Tang San recalled the entrance assessment. They were nothing but a bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates.

Tang San's gaze fell upon the Shrek Academy across from him, and he remembered what his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, had said. Perhaps... the Shrek Academy he should join was that one.

That academy was shabby and rundown, looking much like Yu Xiaogang's way of handling things. He was clearly a theoretical Grandmaster, yet he had willingly hidden away in a little place like Notting City.

Moreover, that Shrek Academy looked far more steeped in history, while the Shrek Academy that had eliminated him was said to have been built only recently.

Tang San turned his gaze back to the Shrek Academy behind Wu Zhangkong and waited for that pink figure to appear.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Tang San finally saw Xiao Wu.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu cried out in surprise when she saw Tang San standing outside.

"Xiao Wu, how did it go for you?"

A trace of melancholy and unwillingness flashed through Tang San's eyes, along with a bit of anticipation. He hoped Xiao Wu had passed the examination, though all those emotions were merely an act put on for her.

"I passed, but... Third Brother, you..."

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, reluctance flashing through her eyes.

"It is all right, Xiao Wu."

Tang San's expression looked somewhat sorrowful.

"No, Third Brother. Since you did not enter this academy, then I will not go either!"

Determination flashed through Xiao Wu's eyes.

"Xiao Wu, there is no need for you to..."

Tang San's eyes were full of emotion.

"We came out of Notting City together. I will not abandon you, Third Brother!"

After receiving Xiao Wu's answer, Tang San silently thought that his plan had succeeded. Sure enough, a slight little scheme was all it took for him to control her easily.

Now, both level-twenty-nine Soul Masters were gone. He wanted to see what this Shrek Academy could possibly use to turn things around!