Tang San Takes a Master, Yu Xiaogang is Instantly Defeated

Tang San was still immersed in the feeling of Tang Chuan's hand resting on his head just moments ago; he felt an incomparable sense of comfort.

This feeling, it's just like my father's warm palm...

"Wait!"

A wheezing voice drifted over; it was the man Tang Chuan had sensed earlier.

Dressed in a black academic robe with a flat-top haircut, it was none other than the self-proclaimed theory master, Yu Xiaogang.

"Little friend, I heard you from nearby. You possess a Blue Silver Grass martial soul with innate full soul power?"

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Yu Xiaogang. I have spent my entire life obsessed with the study of martial soul theory. The world calls me the Master!"

"I am certain that your Blue Silver Grass is not as simple as it appears. According to my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, there is a high probability that you possess the legendary twin martial souls!"

Tang San had been nonchalant, but when he heard the man reveal his secret so directly, a flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.

This person had exposed his twin martial soul secret with such ease; it seemed he was courting death.

His right hand quietly moved behind his back, clearly intending to draw a hidden weapon and kill him.

Seeing this, Tang Chuan gently patted the boy's shoulder before turning a cold, sharp gaze toward Yu Xiaogang. He said indifferently:

"A master? Nothing more than a fame-seeking charlatan. Since you dare to call yourself a master, why not show your teaching credentials, or perhaps reveal your own martial soul and soul power rank?"

"You! Hmph, I won't lower myself to your level. How can world-shaking wisdom be measured by soul power rank? Young man, you are too shallow!"

Yu Xiaogang certainly wouldn't admit that his martial soul was a creature that could only fart, especially since he was currently only level twenty-nine.

"Furthermore, without my theoretical guidance, those children who cannot afford an education would surely end up exploding and dying from absorbing soul rings at random!"

"You won't lower yourself to my level? What qualifications do you have? Is it because of that Purple-Skinned Pig of yours? Or perhaps because you broke through to level twenty-nine at the age of fifty?"

Tang Chuan's lips curled into a smirk, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Damn you! How dare a junior insult me!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned bloodshot and he gasped for air like an ox; a violent sense of humiliation surged into his heart.

Pig, level twenty-nine—these words were the shame of his life and the past he was least willing to mention.

"Xiao San, let's go."

Tang Chuan took Tang San's hand, intending to walk past this clown toward the registration area.

This feeling, it's so comfortable!

Tang San felt the warmth radiating from Tang Chuan's large hand, and a sense of happiness welled up in his heart involuntarily. A smile couldn't help but bloom on his face.

If only Big Brother Tang Chuan could be my father, how wonderful would that be?

Watching the two walk further and further away, Yu Xiaogang grew truly desperate. That child named Tang San had innate full soul power and a Blue Silver Grass martial soul; no matter how one looked at it, he could not be a waste. He must possess a second martial soul!

Yu Xiaogang had to claim this talent for himself, if only to prove that his invincible theories were correct!

Only a genius with innate full soul power was worthy of being taught by the Master, Yu Xiaogang! The release of his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls had inflated his confidence; for years, he had been waiting for a disciple he could personally mentor.

And now that person had appeared—it was Tang San!

As long as he cultivated Tang San into a high-ranking Titled Douluo, his name would spread across the entire continent.

By then, that woman and that sect would finally see his success! He, Yu Xiaogang, had not let the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect down; he had taught a Titled Douluo!

Stamping his foot, Yu Xiaogang hurriedly chased after them, blocking their path and shouting urgently:

"Are you a teacher at this academy? If not, you can leave now. I will take Tang San to register!"

A cold glint flashed in Tang Chuan's eyes. This Yu Xiaogang was truly like a mosquito—no matter how many times you swatted, he wouldn't go away!

Tang San was currently as clean as a blank sheet of paper; it was only under the guidance of Yu Xiaogang and that unscrupulous Shrek Academy that he would become the person he was destined to be.

The fact that they could teach a philosophy like "a person who doesn't dare to cause trouble is a mediocre person" spoke volumes about Shrek Academy's character.

Moreover, this old fool Yu Xiaogang couldn't even defeat a Mandala Snake despite having two century-level soul rings; it was utterly shameful.

A Great Soul Master who struggled in a life-or-death battle against a century-level beast—if Tang San hadn't intervened, he likely would have been forced to absorb a ten-year Lone Bamboo.

"You call yourself a master, yet you only have twenty-nine levels of soul power. How do you manage to accurately state the year limits for soul rings of Soul Elders and above?"

"A failure who cannot even break through to level thirty, trying to scam others into becoming your disciple with plagiarized theories?"

Upon hearing this, the killing intent in Tang San's eyes toward Yu Xiaogang intensified. Although he didn't understand everything yet, this old man before him was only a Great Soul Master, yet he wanted to take him as a disciple?

It was fortunate that Big Brother Tang Chuan was here, otherwise, he might have actually been deceived.

"With your cultivation below level thirty and a martial soul that is just a Purple-Skinned Pig, you want to take me as your disciple? What exactly are your intentions?"

"Big Brother Tang Chuan, why don't you take Xiao San as your disciple instead?"

Tang San glared at Yu Xiaogang before turning his head to look expectantly at Tang Chuan.

"Oh? Xiao San, are you truly willing to take me as your master?"

"I am! Please accept me as your disciple, Master!"

Without hesitation, Tang San knelt before Tang Chuan right in front of Yu Xiaogang and kowtowed three times.

Watching this scene, Yu Xiaogang felt his blood pressure spike; he felt as if he were about to faint. How was this any different from being cuckolded in broad daylight? This was the disciple of his dreams!

"Hmph!"

Tang Chuan let out a cold snort and slowly raised his hand. The Blue Silver Emperor appeared in his palm, and immediately, six spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—emerged beneath his feet. Under the cover of his Blue Silver Domain, his spirit rings appeared to be a standard configuration.

"A-a Spirit Emperor?! You're actually a Spirit Emperor?!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. And what was he seeing? The man actually possessed the Blue Silver Grass spirit as well? To think that someone could cultivate to such a level with a trash spirit like Blue Silver Grass, and at such a young age!

"Get lost!"

With a single kick, Tang Chuan sent Yu Xiaogang flying. He slammed heavily into a nearby wall and immediately passed out.

"Teacher, you are actually so powerful. Can Blue Silver Grass really be cultivated to this extent?"

Tang San did not understand the principles behind it; he only knew that Su Yuntao, the man who awakened his spirit, had said that Blue Silver Grass was a trash spirit and that even innate full spirit power couldn't change that.

Yet, the teacher before him not only made him feel a sense of kinship, but also possessed the same Blue Silver Grass spirit. Could he really be...

Tang San was shocked, but the thought of Tang Hao made him suppress the urge to ask.

"San, I am indeed a Blue Silver Grass user, but not an ordinary one. I am the ruler among them—the Blue Silver Emperor!"

"Blue Silver Emperor?!"

Waves rose in Tang San's heart. If it was the ruler of the Blue Silver Grass, did that make him the Blue Silver Prince?