Back to the Academy, Tang San Beats Up Yu Xiaogang

The two packed up halfway and left the Star Dou Great Forest.

Li Sen returned to Notting Academy and immediately resigned. He gave Tang San a week to settle his affairs, while he went out to buy medicinal ingredients for Body Tempering.

Tang San entered the academy in high spirits.

He did not know why, but even though he had known Xiao Wu for only a day, he could not forget her.

Now that he was leaving, he wanted to tell her beforehand, and also tell her about the soul skill he had obtained.

In the dormitory, Tang San spotted Xiao Wu at once and said happily, "Xiao Wu, I got my first soul skill!"

Xiao Wu forced a smile. "Congratulations, Little San."

She said nothing more. Her low spirits were so obvious that Tang San noticed immediately.

Tang San swallowed the words about his departure and asked, "Xiao Wu, you look really unhappy. What happened?"

Wang Sheng and the others who shared their dorm could not help complaining, "Sister Xiao Wu has been pestered by Yu Xiaogang, that useless freeloader of a teacher."

Before they could say more, Xiao Wu was about to speak when a knock suddenly came from outside.

"Is Xiao Wu here?"

A weathered voice rang out. Tang San found it familiar, but could not recall where he had heard it.

Before he could check the door, Xiao Wu said through gritted teeth, "Little San, the man outside is a freeloading teacher named Yu Xiaogang."

"He's so annoying. He's been coming to me for days, trying to take me as his disciple. When I refuse, he keeps sticking to me like a dog-skin plaster."

Tang San was stunned. Why was Yu Xiaogang so obsessed with taking disciples? After approaching him, he had moved on to Xiao Wu.

He had only met Xiao Wu once, yet he felt a warm closeness to her, as though she were a kindred spirit.

Tang San decided to open the door and drive the man away for her.

Just as he was about to move, the door was pushed open.

Yu Xiaogang walked in carrying a lunch box. "Xiao Wu, I brought you some food."

"Young people need to eat better. It helps with cultivation."

After speaking, he suddenly noticed that Tang San had returned and was standing beside Xiao Wu. His brows furrowed.

Yu Xiaogang said with disgust, "Xiao Wu, stay away from Tang San."

"He's an idiot. He awakened a trash martial soul, yet instead of taking a theoretical Grandmaster like me as his master, he went and apprenticed himself to some nobody."

"With my guidance, you will definitely become a Titled Douluo someday."

"Without my guidance, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass cultivation will be utterly useless. At most, he'll reach the Soul Saint realm. The difference between you will be like heaven and earth."

At those words, both Xiao Wu's and Tang San's expressions changed.

Xiao Wu snapped, "Get lost! I haven't taken you as my master, and I have no intention of doing so."

"What I do is none of your business!"

Tang San was even more furious.

You dare call my master a nobody? You've already chosen the road to death!

Lotus Star Power!

Tang San raised his right hand and activated his first soul skill. Blue Silver Grass kept growing, winding upward.

He plucked off several rigid leaves and hurled them with a practiced technique, sending them flying like hidden weapons.

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. He had never expected Tang San to attack him!

Perfect. I'll show him my strength.

Yu Xiaogang roared, "You dare attack an academy teacher? How brazen!"

With a wave of his hand, he took a mask out of his Storage Soul Tool. Luo Sanpao jumped out, standing atop two Yellow Soul Rings, and instinctively stuck his rear out.

Seeing the same martial soul as Li Sen's, Tang San's expression changed.

It was not fear.

He had remembered Li Sen saying that Yu Xiaogang's soul skills were all farts.

They did little damage, but their power to humiliate and disgust was extraordinarily strong.

In this enclosed dormitory, a foul fart would be practically unbeatable, and the air would circulate very slowly.

"Xiao Wu, run!"

Tang San hurled his hidden weapons at Luo Sanpao while grabbing Xiao Wu.

Yu Xiaogang burst out laughing.

"Ha! You want to run now that you've seen my strength as a Soul Grandmaster? It's too late to regret attacking me!"

"Fart like thunder! First soul skill, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"

Amid Yu Xiaogang's thunderous roar, Luo Sanpao clenched his rear, and several Blue Silver leaves plugged his firing hole.

"Luo~"

Luo Sanpao let out a wail. The mist released by the soul skill abruptly slowed, drifting out in thin wisps.

Tang San ran off with Xiao Wu, leaving Wang Sheng and the others utterly bewildered.

"Why are they running?"

Just as he asked in confusion, Wang Sheng caught a whiff of the stench released by Luo Sanpao. His face turned the color of pig liver.

"Urgh... it stinks!"

They finally understood why Tang San had run the moment he saw Yu Xiaogang attack.

So this useless freeloader of a teacher used farts as soul skills—and they stank beyond belief!

Seeing his soul skill fail to come out and Tang San run past him, Yu Xiaogang's forehead bulged with veins. He turned to Luo Sanpao and cursed.

"Useless thing! You take one hit and can't even fart anymore!"

Without further hesitation, Yu Xiaogang chased after them, shouting as he ran.

"Tang San, if you've got the guts to attack, then have the guts to stop running!"

One chased and the other fled, leaving the dormitory.

Tang San immediately stopped.

Yu Xiaogang gave an arrogant laugh.

Good, you're not running. I'll make you regret this bitterly!

He immediately attacked again, shouting, "Fart like mist! Sleep-Inducing Luo Sanpao!"

Luo Sanpao stuck his rear out.

Boom!

With a muffled blast, the foul fart spread in every direction.

Countless students howled throughout the dormitory area.

"Damn it, who the fuck farted? It reeks!"

"Help, I'm dizzy..."

Hearing the effects of his soul skill and watching Tang San dodge, Yu Xiaogang grew increasingly confident.

"Tang San, Blue Silver Grass needs to absorb a venomous snake martial soul to gain control power and attack effectively.

That soul skill of yours that just throws a few leaves is utter garbage.

I told you, I'm the real Grandmaster. The master you chose is a complete nobody who can't teach you a thing!

Your trash martial soul has been nurtured into a complete waste!"

"Here's the deal. If you kowtow and admit your mistake, then stay away from that bastard Li Sen from now on, I'll give you another chance to become my disciple."

"Otherwise, you won't leave here on your feet today!"

Yu Xiaogang held his head high, waiting for Tang San to cave.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu could not help looking at Tang San. Even the others from Dorm Seven were deeply worried.

It was not because of his soul skills.

It was his cultivation.

Apart from Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were Soul Masters, everyone else in Dorm Seven was a Soul Scholar.

Yu Xiaogang, however, was a Soul Grandmaster.

A gap in cultivation meant a gap in strength. This was almost universally accepted on the Douluo Continent.

Xiao Wu urged, "Little San, this teacher is a Soul Grandmaster. Shouldn't we run for now?"