Tang San Enrolled and Knelt to Become a Disciple

"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 froze slightly. Holy Soul Village's work-study student quota for this year had already gone to Little Ao. If Tang San wanted to enroll, 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 so badly by Ao Yin at the Martial Soul Hall branch that he had been beaten stupid.

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

Tang San gave a bitter smile, pointed at Yu Xiaogang, and said, "Grandpa Jack, I came to find Master. My father gave me a letter of recommendation. He said that as long as I gave it to Master, I could enroll!"

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

No matter how Old Jack thought about it, the matter seemed utterly unreliable. Master had just been provoked by Little Ao and was looking for somewhere to vent his temper.

He did not want Little San to be implicated for no reason, so he hurriedly grabbed Tang San and tried to take him back.

However, what he feared came to pass.

While they were talking, a dark figure had already closed in. Old Jack turned around and saw Yu Xiaogang, Master, wearing a grim expression.

"This is also a work-study student from 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 spoke up. "You're the Master of Notting Academy?"

With countless onlookers around them pointing and whispering, the criticism never ceased. Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression darkened further, and he gritted his teeth as he said to Old Jack, "Are all the children from Holy Soul Village this polite?"

Clearly, Yu Xiaogang's impression of the people from Holy Soul Village had become extremely poor!

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

"This is?"

"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.

After Tang San was badly beaten by Ao Yin, he was somewhat unwilling to accept it. He had remained resentful over Ao Yin taking the work-study student quota.

When he returned to the blacksmith shop, he took the initiative to tell Tang Hao, "I want to become a Soul Master. The world is so vast—I want to see it!"

At first, Tang Hao disagreed. His voice was filled with desolation as he said, "A Soul Master? What use is becoming a Soul Master? Even if you become one of the continent's strongest, what then?"

Especially when he saw that Tang San's newly awakened Martial Soul was 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 troubled, he turned and walked into the house, leaving behind only one sentence. "Who the hell is going to cook for me if you leave? Don't bring this up again!"

However, not long after entering, he sensed a familiar Martial Soul fluctuation outside and rushed back out!

Tang San stood there, his face filled with indignation, roaring at him, "They all say Blue Silver Grass is a useless Martial Soul. Then what about this?"

As he spoke, Tang San extended his other palm, circulated his Soul Power, and revealed the little black hammer in his left hand!

Tang San enunciated each word. "What about it? Is it, like you... a piece of trash?"

Tang Hao instantly sobered up. Even he was incomparably shocked, his voice trembling slightly. "Ah Yin, our Martial Souls are still here... Clear Sky Hammer, Blue Silver Grass, Twin Martial Souls!"

"What is your Soul Power Level?"

"Innate level 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 be walking Tang Hao's old path again.

But now, things were different. Innate level-nine Soul Power, just one step short of Innate Full Soul Power, and Twin Martial Souls as well. With such potential, he had the potential to become the continent's strongest!

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

Perhaps this was his only hope of taking revenge and seeking justice for Ah Yin and the Clear Sky Sect!

He hurriedly embraced Tang San excitedly and said, "Little San, you cannot be like me. You are not trash!"

"Go and do whatever you want!"

"But remember this: if you become a Soul Master, you must become the strongest Soul Master!"

"Alright!"

Over the next three months, Tang Hao taught Tang San all of his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer techniques.

After learning that Holy Soul Village's only work-study student quota 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 called Master at Notting Academy!

Before they parted, he earnestly reminded Tang San to promise that unless it was a critical moment, he would never reveal his second Soul Ring to anyone, along with several other precautions.

"Master, do you know my father?"

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

Yu Xiaogang swallowed and muttered in a voice too low to hear, "It's more than just me. There are probably very few people in the entire Soul Master world who don't know him!"

After collecting himself, Yu Xiaogang examined the child before him again and asked, "You're his son?"

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

He had not expected that old drunkard really knew some academy Master. And judging from Master's attitude, his relationship with the old drunkard seemed anything but ordinary?

"We were merely old acquaintances!"

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand. He already had enough trouble of his own, and Tang Hao's troubles were no small matter either. He had no desire to invite disaster upon himself.

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

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

Tang San's eyes darted around as he found everything here novel. While Yu Xiaogang read the letter, he tilted his head and asked Old Jack, "That was Ao Yin just now, right? He's really caused the village chief quite a bit of trouble."

Old Jack sighed. Ao Yin had always been used to being carefree and unfettered. Having suddenly arrived at this academy with its strict rules, he was bound to cause plenty of trouble.

Tang San raised his brows slightly, thinking, Ao Yin really isn't someone to be taken lightly. He just arrived, yet he's already being so high-profile?

But the more such people acted, the harder they usually fell!

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

You will be the whetstone that helps me, Tang San, leave Holy Soul Village!

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang grew more and more alarmed as he read.

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

Yu Xiaogang swallowed. Although the letter did not explicitly state that Tang San possessed Twin Martial Souls, he had conducted extensive research and compiled statistics on Martial Souls like Blue Silver Grass.

Among those who awakened Blue Silver Grass as their Martial Soul, the probability of awakening Soul Power was less than three percent!

Moreover, even among those who did awaken Soul Power, the highest level was only level one.

For a Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass, with such a low upper limit for bearing Soul Power, forget Innate level-nine Soul Power—even Innate level-two Soul Power could not be found in a second person across the entire continent.

There was only one truth!

Twin Martial Souls.

"Twin Martial Souls? Innate level-nine Soul Power!"

Compared with Ao Yin, aside from being obedient and well-behaved, Tang San was more importantly better suited for him to put the Ten Martial Soul Competitive Theories into practice!

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

Yu Xiaogang put away the letter and looked at Tang San with admiration in his eyes.

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 somewhat on edge now 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 will be my teacher!"

As he spoke, he knelt down and performed the disciple ceremony before everyone!