"Become your disciple and have you train me into a god?!"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Ye Han could barely hold it together.
"No, seriously, who gave you the nerve to say that?!"
"Our Martial Souls even share the same origin? You useless, farting pig, you think you're worthy?!"
Seeing him refuse, Yu Xiaogang immediately lost his temper and flushed red with rage.
"This master is telling you: there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters!"
"Even if our Martial Souls truly don't share the same origin, and yours really is better than mine!"
"Without the guidance of a qualified mentor, taking the wrong path in cultivation will still make you useless!"
"And my, Yu Xiaogang's, Martial Soul Theory is unmatched under heaven. Become my disciple, and I can give you the most correct cultivation!"
There it was, there it was!
That asshole's most classic saying had arrived!
"Hahahahaha!"
At last, Ye Han couldn't hold it in anymore.
Who could keep a straight face at that? Even the Straight-Face Saint himself couldn't!
"What are you laughing at again?!!"
Feeling slighted, Yu Xiaogang became even more enraged.
"What else could I laugh at besides how stupid you are?!"
Ye Han steadied himself and fired back without mercy.
"You said, 'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters'? Look at yourself first!"
"You hadn't even reached level thirty before you broke through fifty years old. With one sentence, you insulted yourself twice!"
"You're contradicting yourself and can't even set an example, yet you want me to take you as my master? Are you worthy?!"
The entire place fell silent at first.
Then whispers broke out.
That actually sounded completely right.
"You! How dare you!!"
Yu Xiaogang completely snapped, pointing at Ye Han as he cursed furiously.
"Putting the facts aside, I'm still the publicly recognized number-one Martial Soul Theory master on the continent. Am I not worthy of taking you as a disciple?!"
Tsk, tsk, tsk, here it came again.
That line about being a "publicly recognized master" again!
Ye Han could no longer tolerate this guy and exposed him on the spot.
"If we're putting the facts aside, then what the hell is there left to talk about?!"
"What master? You're nothing but a fraud who plagiarized theories to deceive the world and steal fame!"
"Plagiarism would have been one thing, but you even stuffed in your own nonsense and turned it into complete gibberish!"
"If you really had any ability, why hadn't any major power come to recruit you? Why were you loafing around here, eating and waiting to die?!"
With every sentence, Yu Xiaogang's heart spasmed violently.
"You! You, you, you... Pfft!!"
In the end, Yu Xiaogang's rage attacked his heart. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
Yet he did not pass out. Clutching his chest tightly, he glared at Ye Han, too furious to speak.
"Teacher!!"
Tang San, who was lying on the ground in the distance, saw this and his eyes immediately turned bloodshot.
He scrambled to his feet and stared venomously at Ye Han.
Not only had this man humiliated his teacher in public, but he even wanted to take Xiao Wu away!
This was simply intolerable!!
"Tch. Go nurse your Tang Clan Syndrome on your own. I'm not sticking around."
Ye Han could not even be bothered with him and turned to leave.
But in the instant he turned around...
"You already have a death wish!!!"
Tang San roared and sharply flipped his wrist.
"Tang Sect hidden weapon, Silent Sleeve Arrow!!!"
A flash of cold light shot from his sleeve, striking straight at Ye Han's back.
"Xiao Han, watch out!"
Ye Guyi was just about to raise her hand to block it.
Ye Han suddenly turned around, and the Golden Dragon appeared at once. With a sweep of its claw—
"Give you a taste of your own medicine. Take it back!!"
Clang!!
The sleeve arrow was smacked flying back by the dragon claw, three parts faster than when it came.
"What?!"
Tang San was startled, then curled his lips into a disdainful sneer.
"Using my hidden weapon to attack me? Ridiculous! Watch my Mysterious Jade Hands!!"
The Mysterious Jade Hands activated in an instant, ready to catch the returning sleeve arrow.
But then—
Whoosh—!
A powerful gust of wind suddenly blew in, forcing the sleeve arrow downward.
The sleeve arrow that he was about to catch now shot straight toward Tang San's manhood.
"Not good!"
Tang San sensed something was wrong and hurriedly tried to move his hand to protect himself.
But it happened too suddenly. There was no time at all.
Splat!!!
The next instant, the sleeve arrow precisely sliced off Tang San's manhood.
"AAAAAH! MY DICK!!!"
Overwhelming agony struck him, and Tang San instantly collapsed, curling into a ball.
He clutched the bloody wound tightly and let out pig-slaughtering screams.
In the end, he passed out on the spot!!
His manhood was gone!!
Hiss!!
The entire crowd inhaled sharply in unison.
Everyone felt a chill between their legs and instinctively covered themselves.
"No! Xiao San!!"
Xiao Wu screamed and desperately struggled to get to him, but she was held fast.
"Xiao San!!"
Yu Xiaogang screamed even more crazily as he crawled toward him.
This was his only hope of proving his theories!
Not to mention, this was Tang Hao's son!!
"This..."
Ye Han and Ye Guyi were both stunned.
Neither had expected this outcome at all.
"Pfft... Hahahahahaha!"
After Ye Han came back to his senses, he completely lost it.
"Serves you right for using hidden weapons to ambush people from behind!"
"Spend the rest of your life suffering as a rootless man!!"
But in the next second, Ye Han's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no!
After turning that little bastard Xiao San into this, Tang Hao that rat was definitely going to go insane!
Sure enough, Ye Guyi immediately sensed a wave of killing intent.
"Xiao Han, let's go!!"
Without hesitation, she took Ye Han and Xiao Wu and darted toward the depths of the street.
However, after they had only run a short distance and turned around a corner—
"You hurt my son! Do you think you can get away?!!"
A furious roar exploded as Tang Hao, dressed in a black robe, blocked the path ahead.
He clenched his hand, and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared out of thin air as nine rings rose around him.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!!
Level ninety-three Soul Power, carrying boundless killing intent, swept outward, making the surrounding buildings tremble!
The nearby pedestrians were terrified and scattered in all directions, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
"A Titled Douluo! A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!!"
Xiao Wu cried out first, disbelief filling her eyes.
"He just said his son... Could he be Tang San's father?!"
Tang San's father was a Titled Douluo, so why had he not attacked her?!
Then, in the next second, an extremely dreadful thought flooded Xiao Wu's mind.
Could it be... Tang Hao had discovered her long ago and deliberately had Tang San approach her?!
"This is bad... Sister Guyi!!"
At this moment, Ye Han could only place his hopes on her.
Ye Guyi frowned deeply, not daring to let down her guard in the slightest.
She could sense that Tang Hao's aura was unstable, clearly carrying old injuries.
But even so, that killing intent and pressure far surpassed the level of ninety-six!
At only level ninety-one, she would certainly be unable to confront him head-on!
"Xiao Han, into the sky!!"
Ye Guyi's gaze sharpened.
The Holy Angel Martial Soul instantly possessed her, and her disguise fell away.
Six sacred golden wings suddenly unfurled from her back as she shot into the air at incredible speed!
"Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul! Spirit Hall!"
Xiao Wu's pupils contracted as she cried out in shock.
"AAAAAAAH! SPIRIT HALL!!!"
Tang Hao flew into a rage at once, throwing back his head and roaring madly at the sky.
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