Tang San Enrolls, Kneels to Take a Master

"Little San, why are you here?"

Old Jack recognized Tang San and hurriedly pulled him aside to ask.

Tang San pointed at the academy and said, "Grandpa Jack, I'm here to enroll!"

"Enroll?"

Old Jack was slightly stunned. Holy Soul Village's work-study student slot for this year had already been given to Little Ao. If Tang San wanted to enroll this year, he would have to wait until next year. Why had he come this year?

"Little San, Grandpa knows this has hit you hard, but don't scare me like this!"

Old Jack thought Tang San had been beaten too badly by Ao Yin at the Martial Soul Hall branch and had been knocked stupid.

With a worried look, he felt Tang San's forehead and checked his pulse, yet he could not find anything wrong with him.

Tang San smiled bitterly and pointed at Yu Xiaogang. "Grandpa Jack, I'm here to find the Master. My father gave me a letter of recommendation. He said that as long as I gave it to the Master, I could enroll!"

"Your father? That drunkard Tang Hao... knows the Master?"

No matter how Old Jack thought about it, he found this matter unreliable. Little Ao had just angered the Master, and the Master had nowhere to vent his temper.

He did not want Little San to be implicated for no reason, so he hurriedly tugged at Tang San, trying to take him back with him.

However, what he feared most happened.

As they spoke, a dark figure had already loomed over them. Old Jack turned around and saw Yu Xiaogang, the Master, with a gloomy expression.

"This is also a work-study student from your Holy Soul Village?"

Old Jack hurriedly waved his hands. "Master, you misunderstand. Little San, he..."

But before he could finish, Tang San interrupted him and took the initiative to say, "You're the Master of Notting Academy?"

With countless onlookers around them pointing and whispering about him, Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened further upon hearing this. He gritted his teeth and said to Old Jack, "Are all the children from Holy Soul Village so polite?"

It was obvious that Yu Xiaogang now had an extremely bad impression of the people from Holy Soul Village!

Just as he was about to properly teach today's children a lesson, Tang San pulled out a letter and handed it over.

"What is this?"

"My father told me to give it to you!"

"Your father?"

"His name is Tang Hao. He's a blacksmith from Holy Soul Village."

Three months earlier.

Tang San had been badly beaten by Ao Yin and was naturally unwilling to accept it. He had remained bitter over Ao Yin taking the work-study student slot from him.

After returning to the blacksmith shop, he took the initiative to tell Tang Hao, "I want to become a soul master. The world is so big—I want to see it!"

At first, Tang Hao did not agree. His tone was filled with sorrow as he said, "Soul master? What use is becoming a soul master? Even if you become one of the continent's strongest, so what?"

Especially when he saw that Tang San's newly awakened martial soul was still Blue Silver Grass, Tang Hao muttered to himself, "No matter how powerful a soul master is, he still couldn't protect her..."

Then, looking dejected and irritated, he turned and walked into the house, leaving behind only one sentence. "If you leave, who's going to cook for me? Don't bring this up again!"

However, not long after entering the house, he sensed a familiar martial soul fluctuation outside and rushed back out!

Tang San stood there with a look of unwillingness, roaring at him, "They all say Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul. Then what about this?"

As he spoke, Tang San stretched out his other palm, activated his soul power, and revealed the small black hammer in his left hand!

Tang San said word by word, "What about it? Is it, like you... also trash?"

Tang Hao instantly sobered up. Even he was utterly shocked, his voice trembling slightly. "A Yin, the martial souls our child inherited are... Clear Sky Hammer, Blue Silver Grass, twin martial souls!"

"What is your soul power level?"

"Innate Rank Nine!"

A sharp glint flashed through Tang Hao's eyes. "Little San, perhaps you really are different from me!"

Previously, the reason he had not agreed to let Tang San become a soul master was because even if he did, he would merely walk the same old path Tang Hao had.

But now, things were different. Innate Rank Nine soul power—just one step short of innate full soul power—and twin martial souls as well. With such potential, he possessed the potential to stand at the pinnacle as the continent's strongest!

Once Tang Hao realized this, the hatred buried deep within his heart reignited.

Perhaps this was his only hope of avenging himself and seeking justice for A Yin and the Clear Sky Sect!

He hurriedly embraced Tang San excitedly and said, "Little San, you can't be like me. You're not trash!"

"Go do whatever you want!"

"But remember this: if you become a soul master, then you must become the strongest soul master!"

"Alright!"

Over the next three months, Tang Hao taught Tang San the entire Disorderly Wind Hammer Technique.

After learning that Holy Soul Village's only work-study student slot for the year had already been taken by Ao Yin, Tang Hao wrote a letter of recommendation and told him to give it to someone at Notting Academy called the Master!

Before parting, he had earnestly warned Tang San to promise never to reveal his second soul ring unless it was a critical moment, along with several other precautions.

"Master, do you know my father?"

Outside the gates of Notting Academy, Tang San looked puzzled as he watched the Master, whose expression had grown somewhat grave.

Yu Xiaogang swallowed and muttered in a voice too low to be heard, "Know him? I'm afraid there aren't many people in the entire soul master world who don't!"

Regaining his composure, Yu Xiaogang scrutinized the child before him again and asked, "You're his son?"

Only then did Old Jack, standing nearby, finally let out a sigh of relief.

He had not expected that old drunkard to really know some academy master. And judging by the Master's attitude, it seemed his relationship with the old drunkard was far from ordinary?

"Just an old acquaintance!"

Yu Xiaogang waved a hand. He already had enough troubles of his own, and Tang Hao's troubles were no less significant. He had no desire to invite disaster upon himself.

Still, he was rather curious what matter had prompted the Clear Sky Douluo, once renowned across Douluo Continent, to write him a letter personally.

Thus, Yu Xiaogang opened the letter and began reading it carefully.

Tang San's eyes darted about as he took in everything around him with curiosity. While Yu Xiaogang read the letter, he tilted his head toward Old Jack and asked, "That was Ao Yin just now, wasn't it? He really caused the village chief quite a lot of trouble."

Old Jack sighed. Ao Yin had grown used to being free and unrestrained. Having suddenly arrived at an academy with such strict rules, he was bound to cause plenty of trouble.

Tang San raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking, Ao Yin really isn't someone to be taken lightly. He had barely arrived, yet he was already making such a grand display?

But people like that often fall the hardest!

He murmured inwardly, Ao Yin, the more you rely on your talent and the prouder you become, the more I want to trample you beneath my feet!

You will be the whetstone that sharpens me, Tang San, after I leave Holy Soul Village!

Elsewhere, Yu Xiaogang grew more shocked the further he read.

He had originally thought Ao Yin was already unrivaled beneath the heavens. There was another prodigy?

Yu Xiaogang swallowed. Though the letter did not explicitly state that Tang San possessed twin martial souls, he had conducted extensive research and gathered much data on Blue Silver Grass martial souls.

Among those who awakened Blue Silver Grass martial souls, the probability of awakening soul power was less than three percent!

Moreover, even among those who did awaken soul power, the highest level had only ever been Level 1.

For a martial soul like Blue Silver Grass, whose upper limit for bearing soul power was extremely low, let alone innate soul power of Level 9, there was not even another person on the entire continent with innate soul power of Level 2.

There was only one truth!

That was, twin martial souls.

"Twin martial souls? Innate soul power at Level 9!"

Compared with Ao Yin, aside from Tang San's obedient and well-behaved nature, the most important thing was that he was better suited for Yu Xiaogang to put the Ten Martial Soul Competitive Theories into practice!

"No matter how I look at him, he's perfectly suited to become a disciple of mine, Yu Xiaogang!"

Yu Xiaogang put away the letter and looked at Tang San with eyes full of admiration.

He asked, "Child, are you willing to take me as your master?"

"Take you as my master?"

Tang San was slightly stunned as well.

Because of Ao Yin's earlier disturbance, Yu Xiaogang was a little on edge and hurriedly added, "This is also your father's wish!"

"You wouldn't disobey your father's words too, would you?"

Only then did Tang San say, "From this day onward, you shall be my teacher!"

As he spoke, he knelt down and performed the formal disciple's ceremony before everyone.