Yu Xiaogang: It Actually Felt Pretty Good...

Tang San felt as though he had had a nightmare.

The scenes in the dream could no longer be described with words. Any forced explanation would only make it seem as though those words could not possibly form such a sentence.

When Tang San jolted awake from his sleep, his clothes were already soaked through with cold sweat. He scanned his surroundings and discovered that he was lying in his own bed.

"Was it a dream? Yes, that had to be it! Something that absurd could never have happened, could it?"

Tang San consoled himself, his tone exceptionally firm. Seeing that Tang San was awake, the other work-study students in the dormitory came forward to check on him. Yet Tang San noticed that they seemed to be deliberately keeping their distance from him. Though they hid it well, he still caught a trace of disgust deep in their eyes.

Suddenly, Tang San caught a whiff of a foul stench. His nose twitched twice, only for him to realize that the smell was coming from himself.

"Little San, you're awake! That's great! Are you all right?"

Xiao Wu rushed over in a flurry, her eyes filled with concern. She held an ice pack in her hand, and a bruise on her exposed left arm clearly reminded Tang San that the "nightmare" he had suffered was not a dream.

In an instant, Tang San's world came crashing down!

How could this be? I... I was actually... by that bastard... Teacher's Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, that pig that only knew how to fart...

If this body had not possessed such outstanding talent, Tang San would have wanted to delete his account and start over!

"Um, Little San, don't be too upset. Wang Tianyi is a pervert. We should stay farther away from him in the future!"

Xiao Wu certainly knew how to talk. With just one sentence, she made Tang San recall those unbearable scenes. Tang San said nothing, clearly on the verge of breaking down!

Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Tang San clenched his fists, his teeth grinding loudly!

How could he possibly let today's humiliation go?

Wang Tianyi, I, Tang San, will never rest until one of us is dead!!!

The killing intent radiating from Tang San could not be concealed at all. This was the first time he had wanted so desperately to kill someone! The sheer force of it frightened the work-study students beside him. Tang San put on his shoes, had no mind to deal with anyone else, and headed straight for Yu Xiaogang's residence.

"Come in!"

Tang San knocked on the door, and an extremely weak voice came from within.

"Teacher!"

On the way over, Tang San believed he had thoroughly prepared himself mentally. But when he saw Yu Xiaogang lying face-down on the bed, along with the bandages wrapped around his rear, no amount of preparation could help him!

"Little San..."

Master and disciple looked at one another. What could they even say? Were they supposed to discuss how each of them felt?

The room fell into a long silence, the atmosphere so heavy that it made one uncomfortable.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang relied on the thick skin he had honed while roaming the Soul Master world to break the stiff atmosphere between them.

"Little San, you should feel ashamed, but you cannot be defeated by this shame! A temporary setback is nothing. After all, you are only One-Ring Soul Masters right now! But what about the future? Do not forget that you possess Twin Martial Souls. Your future is far broader than Wang Tianyi's!"

"The pain he caused you today should become the courage that drives your growth! As your teacher, I will train you into the number one Titled Douluo on the continent. You must have that confidence as well!"

Yu Xiaogang truly had some skill with words. In a few sentences, he transformed the humiliation Tang San had suffered today into a minor setback on the path to becoming strong. Seeing that Tang San had been encouraged enough, he changed the subject and began discussing the power of Tang San's soul skills. In barely over ten minutes, Tang San's expression looked much better, and his former vitality returned.

Still, some matters had to be faced.

"Teacher, that Wang Tianyi is far too arrogant, and his character has serious flaws as well..."

"Don't worry, Little San. Your teacher knows what you want to say. A person like that is unworthy of becoming my, Yu Xiaogang's, disciple! I have decided to devote all my life's knowledge to you! Cultivate diligently. When you graduate, your teacher will introduce you to an outstanding Soul Master Academy!"

Yu Xiaogang waved Tang San over, then took out a book from beside his pillow and placed it in Tang San's hands. It was none other than the theory he was so proud of, the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul! It even bore his personal signature...

"Your teacher needs time to recuperate, so cultivate in peace. Read this book whenever you have spare time. As for that brat... don't worry. Your teacher has spent many years in the Soul Master world and has some connections. I will definitely vent this anger for you!"

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San was overjoyed. He treated the book in his hands like a priceless treasure, fondling it so much that he could barely put it down, completely failing to notice the strange look in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

There were some things Yu Xiaogang would not say, at least not yet. After parting from the two women who had loved him, the self-proclaimed lofty Yu Xiaogang had remained alone ever since. Occasionally experiencing something stimulating like this... well, it actually felt pretty good...

After reminding Tang San of several matters that required attention in cultivation, Tang San left. Yu Xiaogang lay face-down on the bed, his eyes brimming with venom.

"If such a genius cannot be used by me, then there is no need for him to exist! Hmph, he is merely the son of a useless Soul Elder. So what if his talent is high? My disciple surpassed you from the moment he was born! Just wait, wait for that exalted one's boundless wrath!"

Yu Xiaogang had already developed the intention of getting rid of Wang Tianyi! He had never suffered such humiliation in his life. Wang Tianyi had earned a death sentence! As for how to eliminate him, Tang San's father was no useless Soul Elder—he was a genuine Titled Douluo! Surely that man would be more than willing to vent his anger for his son!

With such a powerful backer, Yu Xiaogang's expression improved considerably. Lying face-down on the bed and feeling the pain from behind him, an inexplicable flush appeared on his face...

Naturally, Wang Tianyi had no idea that Yu Xiaogang was already plotting to eliminate him. Even if he knew, he would not care! Given Yu Xiaogang's current circumstances, the strongest person he could invite would only be a Titled Douluo. What, did they think his Heaven-Sweeping Cloak did not exist?

After the Notting Academy match ended, Wang Tianyi's life returned to normal. After displaying his formidable strength, no one dared disturb him again. Xiao Wu and Tang San avoided him as though he were the plague. Aside from Xiao Yan, who occasionally played dumb and came over to chat with him, barely qualifying as a friend, everyone else was nothing more than passing clouds in Wang Tianyi's eyes.

Praise, flattery, ingratiation... Wang Tianyi had heard far too much of it!

Granted, Wang Tianyi enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, but such ordinary praise meant nothing to him. He might as well circulate his Soul Power one more time instead.

The situation before him was not optimistic. Wang Tianyi knew that the Clear Sky Douluo would come looking for him before long. His Heaven-Sweeping Cloak was destined to be used, but if he could trap Tang Hao, perhaps he could obtain some top-tier treasures!

With confidence in his heart, he naturally feared neither wind nor rain. Time quietly passed amid such days, and in the blink of an eye, the first semester came to an end...