Tang San: Teacher's Soul Power Would Definitely Scare Him!

"Kid, who are you? What did that laugh just now mean?"

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San approached step by step. Wang Tianyi tilted his head, his face full of arrogance and disdain.

Over the past two days, Wang Tianyi had figured out some things about his Martial Soul. Whenever he saw beggars by the roadside, he would feel pity, and Heaven-Equaling's will would gain the upper hand. That compassionate emotion would drive him to give the beggar a soul coin. When he encountered injustice, he would step in to stop it, but Six Ears would impatiently urge him to punch the other party...

Whenever Wang Tianyi developed feelings of liking or disgust toward something or someone, Heaven-Equaling, which represented Sacred Virtue, and Six Ears, which represented original sin, would amplify those emotions. Of the traits he currently possessed, "humility" and "arrogance" were the strongest.

And now, Wang Tianyi felt disdain toward Yu Xiaogang and Tang San. Six Ears, representing original sin, made him even more arrogant, causing his words toward the two to become especially sharp.

"What do you mean? Shouldn't I be the one asking that? There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters? Mister, are you joking?"

Wang Tianyi's face was full of arrogance, as though a giant dragon were looking down on two ants! This was not an expression a six-year-old child should have been capable of showing. Tang San, deeply influenced by Confucian thought, felt anger rise in his heart. This guy had looked at him with contempt from the start, and now he was disrespecting the teacher Tang San had just acknowledged...

He had already chosen the path of death!

A cold gleam flashed as a throwing knife appeared in Tang San's palm. Naturally, this tiny movement could not escape Wang Tianyi's ears. Six Ears' hearing was simply monstrous, and coupled with his spiritual power improving every day, if Wang Tianyi wished it, even the activity across half of Notting City could not escape his senses. How could Tang San's killing intent and the throwing knife in his palm possibly go unnoticed?

"A joke? You think this master is joking?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes blazed with fury. Those words came from the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, the flawless theory he took such pride in publishing! Yet now, some brat was questioning whether the theory was true. This was utterly outrageous!

"Isn't it? Speaking of which, mister, if you can say something like that, I'm very curious. How much Soul Power do you have?"

Wang Tianyi spoke with a half-smile. Yu Xiaogang's expression stiffened. Their conversation made Tang San temporarily put away the killing intent in his heart. Only now did Tang San realize that he had been somewhat impulsive earlier and had forgotten to ask what level of Soul Power this teacher possessed. This was a world where strength reigned supreme. To become an outstanding Soul Master, one needed high-quality soul rings, and to hunt soul rings, he absolutely could not rely on himself alone. He needed help.

But a man possessing such supreme wisdom surely could not be weak.

Tang San was quite confident. As long as his teacher stated his Soul Power Level, it would definitely scare this ungrateful brat, who had already chosen the path of death, out of his wits! He might even make him kneel and beg for mercy on the spot!

Yet after waiting for a long time, Tang San still did not hear Yu Xiaogang respond. The anticipation in his heart grew stronger and stronger. Whether it was because living a second life had made his mind no better than a six-year-old's, or because he had hit his head during transmigration, Tang San now desperately wanted to see Wang Tianyi's horrified expression. So he tugged on Yu Xiaogang's sleeve and looked curiously at the teacher he had just acknowledged and already treated as family.

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed bright red. He looked at the mocking Wang Tianyi, then at the expectant Tang San...

"Hmph! This is utterly outrageous! This master possesses two hundred-year soul rings and is a seasoned Level 29 Soul Grandmaster!"

As for Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power, perhaps the only thing worth mentioning was his two hundred-year soul rings. After all, he came from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; absorbing ten-year soul rings was out of the question.

After saying this, Yu Xiaogang's expression visibly relaxed, and he put on a dignified face. This was only Notting City. Even Four-Ring Soul Ancestors were prominent figures here. Though he, a Level 29 Soul Grandmaster, could not be called powerful, he still surpassed ninety-nine percent of people. At the very least, he was much stronger than a six-year-old brat who had just enrolled!

However, upon hearing this, Tang San froze completely.

T-Twenty-nine?

His teacher looked to be around fifty, didn't he? Yet he was a Level 29 peerless powerhouse who had broken through fifty years of age. Truly terrifying!

"Level 29? Hahahaha! Mister, are you kidding me? You look about the same age as the headmaster, yet your Soul Power is only Level 29? You're merely a Soul Grandmaster. How do you have the nerve to say something like, 'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters'?"

"Soul Grandmaster? Master? Don't tell me you call yourself that just because you have practically no Soul Power?"

From certain angles, Tang San's wish had been fulfilled. Wang Tianyi had indeed shown a horrified expression, though something about it felt strange...

"A theory proposed by a Level 29 Soul Grandmaster? I don't think it's any more useful than the toilet paper in my family's latrine!"

"Arrogant!"

Yu Xiaogang flew into a rage. If his disciple had not been here, he would probably have been jumping around in fury by now! This brat had already chosen the path of death, yet he dared humiliate him so badly before the disciple he had just accepted! Looking across all of Notting Academy, who dared question his theory like this?

"Kid, you are simply outrageously bold. Do you know how much harm those words you just said would cause a scholar who has devoted his entire life to Martial Soul theory?"

"This master has studied countless Martial Souls and exhausted a lifetime of effort to create the theory of the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul. Do you understand this master's contributions?"

"Without my theory, how many people would have blindly absorbed Soul Rings and died from exploding bodies? The title of master was not something I gave myself; it was bestowed upon me by commoner Soul Masters!"

"There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters. This was meant to encourage those born with insufficient Innate Martial Soul strength, to show them that this was not predetermined and let them keep striving forward!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted himself hoarse, trying to prove the authority of his theory before Tang San, yet he failed to notice how extraordinarily complicated Tang San's expression had become.

"You're just a brat who has only just entered a Junior Soul Master Academy. What right do you have to question my theory? Speak! Who are you, and what is your Martial Soul? Don't tell me you're some arrogant mediocrity who cannot even break through to become a Soul Master!"

Yu Xiaogang's questioning was indeed imposing, and Tang San's expression improved somewhat.

Well, although his strength was not much to speak of, at least he was a teacher with backbone. As long as his theory was formidable enough, that was sufficient for Tang San. After all, he still had his hidden weapons.

"Me?"

Wang Tianyi pointed at himself, and an aura of supreme dominance over heaven and earth suddenly rose from his body!

"I can't compare to you, mister. I'm only a mere Level 14 One-Ring Soul Master!"

"How much?!"

Tang San was filled with shock, his eyes fixed tightly on the boy before him, who was about the same age as he was. They were both new students, yet the other party was already a Level 14 One-Ring Soul Master! Could it be that he was another person with Innate Full Soul Power?

Stormy waves surged through Tang San's heart, but he had little time to be shocked, because...

"Kid—no, classmate! Are you really only six years old? What is your Martial Soul? Can you let me see it? Would you like to take me as your teacher? Let me tell you, with talent as good as yours, without the guidance of a master like me, you'll probably be ruined..."

Tang San fell silent as he watched Yu Xiaogang voluntarily crouch down, his face full of smiles.

Silence was today's Notting...