Yu Xiaogang and Su Sanjia (Please Bookmark, Recommend, and Vote Monthly!)

For these boys and girls in the golden age of cultivation, three days of rest were an extravagant luxury! Some sought pleasure and entertainment, some trained diligently, and some holed up in their dorms and slept for an entire day.

The happiness was real, but it also felt rather like being in school. School days were especially hard to endure, while summer and winter breaks vanished in the blink of an eye.

Three days passed quietly.

Su Sanjia's Soul Power also smoothly reached level 45. Early that morning, he yanked the sleeping Oscar out of bed. Oscar, still bleary-eyed, stared at the energetic Su Sanjia.

In truth, Su Sanjia had spent almost all three days cultivating. He simply could not sleep. He really could not sleep!

The moment he thought of that arrogant master who had once turned him away at the door appearing before him, Su Sanjia was so excited that he could not sleep all night!

Nothing felt better than slapping someone in the face. Just imagining grinding that trash of the Soul Master world into the mud made his entire body tremble with excitement.

Because he had been looking forward to it too much, Su Sanjia and Oscar did not even eat breakfast. They headed to the training grounds with tofu in their mouths. However, they were not the first to arrive. Tang San and Xiao Wu had already been waiting there for some time, and the figure Su Sanjia had been "thinking about day and night" appeared right on schedule!

"Brother Sanjia, Little Ao, good morning!"

Tang San stopped speaking with Yu Xiaogang and greeted the two of them warmly. Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up at the words. He strode forward impatiently, his gaze fixed tightly on Su Sanjia, who was slightly taller than him.

"You are Su Sanjia? That fourteen-year-old four-ring Soul Ancestor? What is your Martial Soul? What level is your Soul Power now? Release your Soul Rings and let me see them!"

The string of questions, followed by that commanding final remark, made even Oscar somewhat displeased. Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged glances as well. Before this, Yu Xiaogang had already asked Tang San and Xiao Wu plenty of questions about Su Sanjia. At first, Tang San had thought Yu Xiaogang was merely interested in such a genius, but now it seemed somewhat strange—and rather improper.

"Hm? A Soul Grandmaster? Who are you? How did you get into Shrek Academy? At your age... if I remember correctly, even Teacher Li Yusong, the weakest cultivator in the academy, is level 63!"

Su Sanjia put on an act as though he did not know Yu Xiaogang. His tone was calm, with no obvious offense in it, but the meaning of his words directly pointed at Yu Xiaogang's cultivation. It infuriated Yu Xiaogang!

"Brother Sanjia, this is my teacher, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, the number one theorist in the Soul Master world! He is an old friend of our dean and will also be teaching at Shrek Academy!"

Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly stepped forward to explain. His disciple's defense made Yu Xiaogang's expression improve somewhat. He deliberately assumed an unfathomable pose, lifting his chin slightly, one hand resting against his chest and the other behind his back, fully displaying the bearing of a "Grandmaster"!

"Huh? You're Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang? The level 29 Grandmaster? Xiao San, it's not that I want to say this, but... having a Soul Grandmaster teach Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors? I can't believe it. Let's wait until the dean confirms it himself!"

Su Sanjia shook his head and ignored Yu Xiaogang. He did not care as the man's face alternated between green and purple. He deliberately spat a few bits of tofu from his mouth in an uncouth manner, and they landed precisely on Yu Xiaogang's immaculate robe.

Oscar's first soul skill, Restoring Super-Stinky Tender Tofu, really did smell terrible...

"You! Brat, you have no respect for your elders! Is this how your elders taught you?"

Yu Xiaogang was furious, veins bulging on his forehead.

"So, are you speaking to a Soul Ancestor like that?"

Su Sanjia stopped walking. Oscar beside him clearly sensed a chilling aura. Tang San's expression changed, and after a moment's thought, he stepped in front of Yu Xiaogang.

Su Sanjia turned around, golden light flickering across his body.

"I really hate having people point their fingers at me! But I'm generous. Just let me point at you once!"

That signature teasing smile appeared on Su Sanjia's face again, but his eyes were exceptionally cold. As he spoke, he raised his right hand and extended his index finger. Under Yu Xiaogang's terrified gaze, golden light flickered at Su Sanjia's fingertip as an immensely powerful mass of Soul Power gathered there.

"Wait, Brother Sanjia!"

Cold sweat appeared on Tang San's forehead. He knew exactly how strong Su Sanjia was! Although he had now broken through to the Soul Elder realm and possessed an External Soul Bone, against Su Sanjia, who had also broken through to the Soul Ancestor realm and likewise possessed an External Soul Bone, his chances of winning were not even ten percent!

"Xiao San, look, I'm being perfectly fair! I'm not even using my Soul Rings!"

Whoosh!

A piercing sound tore through the air. Su Sanjia did not give Tang San another chance to speak. Golden light shot from his fingertip, flying past Tang San's hair.

Yu Xiaogang, hiding behind Tang San, went pale. He had never expected this fourteen-year-old brat to dare attack him, a Grandmaster! He wanted to dodge, but with his talent having barely reached level 30 despite already passing fifty, how could he possibly dodge? He simply could not dodge!

The ray of light grazed Yu Xiaogang's face, and its searing heat directly tore away a strip of flesh. But it was not over yet. Yu Xiaogang then felt intense pain from his right ear! He raised his hand and hurriedly covered his ear, feeling around, only to find that his right ear was completely gone!

A chunk of flesh, clearly cooked to medium, fell to the ground!

"Grandmaster, how does Radiant Light feel?"

A half-smiling expression hung on Su Sanjia's face. Tang San glared furiously, while Yu Xiaogang's expression stiffened.

"Radiant Light?!"

Yu Xiaogang muttered under his breath. Radiant Light was an extremely rare Martial Soul, and within the Balak Kingdom, there were not even more than three people with such a Martial Soul!

Yu Xiaogang already vaguely had an answer in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Su Sanjia in astonishment, even forgetting the pain from his ear.

"Su Sanjia, my teacher had no ill intent, yet you injured him! That is going too far!"

Heaven, earth, ruler, parents, teacher—teachers held an extremely high place in Tang San's heart. Even if Yu Xiaogang had acted somewhat improperly, that was not a reason for Su Sanjia to attack him!

Martial Soul Possession! Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings pulsed around Tang San. Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, winding toward Su Sanjia like blue giant pythons!

"I don't think I did anything wrong, Xiao San! But since you want some morning training, I can only accompany you to the end!"

Su Sanjia flashed, his body floating into the air. Martial Soul Possession! One yellow, two purple, and one black Soul Ring appeared. In particular, that black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was so deep and dark that it was frightening, and astonishing Soul Power pressure radiated from it.

Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at that pitch-black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, stunned into a daze.