Yu Xiaogang, You Set Me Up

Or should they have taken precautions in advance against Luo Sanpao possibly attacking them?

Some students began discussing it.

"Tell me, do you think Master Yu Xiaogang and Tang San are idiots? Who would know Luo Sanpao might fart-bomb them and still not take any precautions?"

"I think Master Yu and Tang San are idiots too. What kind of brains does it take to get blown up twice in a row?"

However, some students were not focused on that, but on what punishment Luo Sanpao would receive and whether Luo Sanpao's foul fart could be cleaned up.

They could not be blamed for thinking that way. Even from so far away, they could smell the stench coming from Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

"How long do you think it'll take for the stench on Master Yu and Tang San to completely disappear?"

"One day!"

"One day? I think it'll take three days!"

"This stink won't fade for at least seven days, will it?"

"Maybe fifteen days!"

"Tang San reeks so badly. The students sharing a dorm with him are in for it!"

When the students of Dorm Seven heard that, their faces immediately darkened.

They could smell Tang San's stench from dozens of meters away. If he lived with them, wouldn't they be suffocated to death?

But they could not beat Tang San, nor did they dare say it aloud, afraid that Tang San would go all out and beat them up here while making them stink to death too.

They would be miserable then.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu's face had already darkened upon hearing everyone's discussion.

She could be injured, bleed, or even suffer severe wounds and fall unconscious, but soaking in a stench comparable to feces was something she truly could not endure.

She was indeed a soul beast, but she was not the kind of soul beast that did not care about hygiene.

She had lived at the Lake of Life in the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest, a place filled with all sorts of natural wonders.

The environment there was spotlessly clean.

Ever since leaving the Lake of Life, she had never experienced resting in such a foul-smelling environment.

If Tang San returned to Dorm Seven to rest, she would rather stay outside for several days until the stench on him completely disappeared before returning to Dorm Seven.

If she had no money to rent a room at an inn, she would rather stay in the back mountain.

After all, she was originally a rabbit. Staying on the school's back mountain was closer to the environment of the Star Dou Great Forest than being with Tang San, who reeked of feces.

Especially since Tang San shared the same bed and blanket with her.

Once they covered themselves with the blanket at night, the smell trapped beneath it could make her vomit up the carrots she had eaten three days ago.

Wang Chen looked at Yu Xiaogang and Tang San in confusion. "What are you two demonstrating here? How a martial soul can blast apart heaven and earth, then blow up its own master?

"Or are you personally testing just how foul your soul skill smells?"

Wang Chen sighed and shook his head. "Actually, you didn't need to do this.

"If you wanted to test the power of your soul beast's soul skill, or test how foul it smelled, you could have released it in an open area.

"For example, the open ground on the academy's back mountain."

Hearing everyone's discussion, especially seeing Xiao Wu's disgust and hearing Wang Chen's mockery, Tang San nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tang San nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Yu Xiaogang, the killing intent in his heart and his moral principles of respecting his teacher waging a fierce battle.

One moment, he felt that Yu Xiaogang, who had made him lose face and humiliated him like this, deserved death.

He should simply shoot him to death with the Zhuge Godly Crossbow.

The next moment, he felt that Yu Xiaogang was his teacher. In the Douluo world, one only had one teacher in a lifetime. A teacher was like a father and should be respected and revered.

He ought to respect him and could not fail to honor his teacher.

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang. "Teacher, you didn't set me up, did you?"

If Wang Chen had known what he was thinking, he would definitely have thought Tang San was insane.

Tang San had been like a madman in his previous life as well.

You could say he did not respect his teachers or his sect, yet he could memorize all the Tang Sect's rules.

And act like an obedient good child.

Yet if you said he respected his teachers and sect, he could directly steal the sect's most core secret.

He stole it without the sect's permission. Would you call that respect or disrespect?

Yu Xiaogang noticed the resentment on Tang San's face and knew that if he did not handle this properly, Tang San would develop a rift with him.

Then the experimental subject he had finally found to prove his martial soul theories would run away, and he would not even have a place to cry.

Moreover, the other party possessed twin martial souls and innate full soul power, and his second martial soul was the Clear Sky Hammer.

With the Clear Sky Hammer and the surname Tang, he was definitely a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect.

The other party would definitely grow up in the future and become a Titled Douluo.

If he were to be seen as someone who had plotted against Tang San now, Tang San would surely harbor resentment toward him.

Once Tang San became a Titled Douluo in the future and sought revenge against him, Yu Xiaogang, even if his father Yu Yuanzhen intervened, he might not be able to save him.

After all, Tang San had twin martial souls. Reaching the level of a Super Douluo was practically a certainty.

His father, meanwhile, was only a level ninety-four Titled Douluo.

He would be no match at all for a Super Douluo wielding the Clear Sky Hammer.

At that thought, Yu Xiaogang put on an innocent expression as he looked at Tang San. "Little San, this isn't my fault. My martial soul is simply too useless.

"It doesn't even know whether it can control its body while releasing a soul skill.

"I was deceived by it too."

"I gave you the secret technique I obtained from Wang Chen only because I wanted you to break through to Titled Douluo as soon as possible. How could I possibly harm you?"

"Even I was deceived by Luo Sanpao. I'm a victim too."

Tang San began to consider Yu Xiaogang's words and realized that the man was indeed not wrong.

When Tang San had first taken him as his master, Yu Xiaogang had given him a pill formula and a cultivation technique.

Although the pill formula was rather useless—after refining the pills, he could only absorb one per week, making it less effective than buying soul beast meat and medicinal ingredients to temper his body through medicinal baths—

it was still a complete pill formula, with its own unique reference value.

And while that cultivation technique was not as profound as his Mysterious Heaven Skill, nor could it cultivate spiritual power like his Purple Demon Eye, the results of cultivating it were abysmal, not even as practical as meditation.

Still, it was a cultivation technique from this world and held considerable reference value.

Since Yu Xiaogang had been so generous, it showed that he had been sincere toward him.

Besides, Yu Xiaogang had indeed been covered in Luo Sanpao's stinking farts as well.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang had lost far more face than he had.

If Yu Xiaogang had truly wanted to plot against him, there was no reason for him to do all that.

With those thoughts, Tang San's belief that Yu Xiaogang had earned himself a death sentence vanished, leaving only the conviction that he should respect his master and honor his teachings.

Ashamed of having doubted Yu Xiaogang, Tang San hurriedly apologized. "I'm sorry, Teacher. I shouldn't have doubted you."

Yu Xiaogang feigned magnanimity. "It's fine, Little San. So long as the misunderstanding has been cleared up."

Yu Xiaogang's state of mind was no longer the same as when he had first left the classroom.

When he had just left, all he had wanted was to suppress Wang Chen, to put Wang Chen in his place and prove that he was right, while also establishing his authority as a teacher.

But after suffering Luo Sanpao's two betrayals—

Luo Sanpao had made him lose face and embarrass himself in front of everyone twice, seriously damaging his image as a master.

After getting up, Yu Xiaogang immediately took out a whip from his spatial soul tool.

"Smack~"

Yu Xiaogang lashed Luo Sanpao. "Speak! Did you do it on purpose?"

The lash made Luo Sanpao's entire body convulse, and it immediately urinated.

"Smack~"

Yu Xiaogang's whip struck Luo Sanpao again.

This time, Luo Sanpao rolled its eyes and fainted.

The instant Luo Sanpao lost consciousness, it vanished and returned to Yu Xiaogang's body.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to summon Luo Sanpao again and give it another beating.

However, whether because Luo Sanpao was resisting or because Yu Xiaogang had used it to release two skills and whipped it twice, leaving it without enough soul power—

no matter how hard he tried this time, he could not summon Luo Sanpao.

Wang Chen spoke up then, offering advice. "Master Yu, you are known as the foremost master of martial soul theory in this age. Why don't you explain why Luo Sanpao betrayed you just now?"