"Take your teacher, for example. Back then, two others and I were known as the Golden Iron Triangle. That title came from the Martial Soul Fusion Skill the three of us used: the Golden Sacred Dragon."
Yu Xiaogang seemed to recall the past, and his expression dimmed.
Those old memories suddenly came back to him.
If I really get kicked out of the academy, where will I go?
Seek refuge with Frank?
Yu Xiaogang could not quite swallow his pride.
If Frank finds out I was kicked out...
How will I ever hold my head high in front of him again?
He already felt too ashamed to face Frank. If that really happened, he would be even more reluctant to see him.
No. No matter what, I can't go.
He, Yu Xiaogang, would rather starve to death than seek refuge with Frank.
"The Golden Sacred Dragon? Teacher, what kind of Soul Skill is that?" Tang San asked curiously.
The name alone sounded incredibly powerful.
And he was curious about the Golden Iron Triangle, too.
"Well, if the opportunity comes along, I'll let you see it someday." Yu Xiaogang sighed.
An opportunity? The chances seem slim. I don't dare face Liu Erlong at all.
The Golden Sacred Dragon would probably never appear again in his lifetime.
I wonder if Erlong is doing well.
Yu Xiaogang's thoughts began wandering again.
Tang San, however, did not notice.
"Then, Teacher, can my Soul Skill really work together with Luo Sanpao?"
Yu Xiaogang came back to his senses and nodded. "I believe it can."
He shook all those thoughts out of his head.
Then he looked at Tang San.
"If you send Luo Sanpao into the air, then have her use Thunderous Fart downward, then..."
"Wait, I've just thought of another approach. If it works, it could even let you fly higher and farther."
Yu Xiaogang recalled the tremendous thrust Luo Sanpao generated when she farted. If Tang San held on to her in midair...
Could her fart carry Tang San farther?
This approach might seem useless, but what if they used it to escape for their lives?
If they had possessed this Soul Skill on their last trip to the Soul Hunting Forest, they would not have been chased all over the place by that Mandala Snake.
Wait. If this works, couldn't Luo Sanpao carry me straight into the sky?
Clearly, he still had not developed Luo Sanpao's full potential.
It seemed he needed to put that research on the agenda.
"Come on, San. Let's go to the Back Mountain and try it right now."
Yu Xiaogang acted immediately. Rather than returning to the dormitory, he pulled Tang San straight toward the Back Mountain.
Tang San was also curious about just what kind of Soul Skill his teacher had developed.
He wanted to know whether his own Soul Skill really could work together with Luo Sanpao.
Soon, they reached the Back Mountain.
"Come out, Luo Sanpao!" Yu Xiaogang summoned Luo Sanpao.
Then he fed her a few white radishes.
Next, he looked at Tang San. "San, summon your Martial Soul, too."
Tang San did as instructed, summoning his Blue Silver Grass and turning it into a bamboo pole.
Yu Xiaogang pointed at Luo Sanpao, then beckoned Tang San over.
"Come on, San. Climb onto her."
Luo Sanpao: ???
Tang San hesitated, but climbed on anyway.
To be honest, he felt rather awkward.
Fortunately, Tang San was still little. Otherwise, Luo Sanpao would never have been able to bear his weight.
Once Tang San was sitting on Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang continued, "All right, San. Use Blue Silver Pole Vault!"
Tang San nodded, then shouted, "First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault!"
Then he shot into the sky all by himself.
Luckily, Tang San had not used much force, or he would have flown far away again.
"Uh..." Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San in the air, then turned his gaze to Luo Sanpao, who was still standing in the same spot.
Luo Sanpao looked utterly bewildered. She had no idea what had happened.
So why had Tang San climbed onto her just now?
Yu Xiaogang rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Looks like we'll need a rope, too."
Developing a Soul Skill really was not that easy.
Still, a little mishap like this would not defeat him.
Soon, Tang San landed and scratched his head awkwardly. "Sorry, Teacher. I didn't bring Luo Sanpao up with me."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "It's fine. I'll tie you two together with a rope in a moment, and we'll see if that works."
Tang San nodded. "All right, Teacher."
And so, after one failed attempt after another, Tang San finally flew into the sky together with Luo Sanpao.
The result was...
"Hey, San, steady yourself! Don't come crashing down on me!"
"Ow! Luo Sanpao, can't you control your direction?"
Up in the air, Tang San rode Luo Sanpao with a bamboo pole still in his hands.
At that moment, they were hurtling toward Yu Xiaogang, who was directing them from the ground.
Yu Xiaogang hurriedly ran forward, terrified they would land on him.
He would have been fine if he had stayed still, but by running, he put himself directly beneath Luo Sanpao and Tang San.
"Teacher, do you actually know how to direct us? If you can't, let's just give up!"
Tang San rubbed his aching face. He had already lost count of how many times he had fallen.
Every time, it had been because of his teacher's terrible directions.
Yu Xiaogang rubbed his lower back. He felt as though his bones were about to snap.
He grimaced. "Developing a Soul Skill is never easy. We're already doing very well. Haven't you noticed that we're staying airborne longer?"
"Besides, you can control your direction in the air now, can't you?"
"San, keep at it. Once you master this, it'll be much easier for us to escape in the future."
"Oh, right. Next, try holding me and see if you can fly up."
Another thought had occurred to Yu Xiaogang. If Tang San and Luo Sanpao escaped, what about him?
He could not just stand there waiting to die, could he?
If only Tang San could escape, they might as well not develop this Soul Skill at all.
If Tang San and Luo Sanpao flew off into the distance and left him alone... He shook his head repeatedly. No. Absolutely not.
"Teacher, you really need to lose weight." Tang San held Yu Xiaogang while riding Luo Sanpao, his face full of resignation.
"Hahaha! It worked! To think it really worked! San, my theory was right after all!"
Flying through the sky, Yu Xiaogang was so excited that he even waved his hands around.
He was thrilled. This proved that his theory truly worked.
The next time they encountered danger, there would be nothing to fear. He could simply hold on to Tang San and fly away.
And they were incredibly fast, too. Ordinary people could never catch them.
He felt that even if a Titled Douluo showed up, they could still escape.
So, from this moment onward, they were invincible!
"Wait, Teacher, stop moving! I'm losing control!"
Tang San's expression changed as he felt himself losing control of their direction.
Yu Xiaogang hurriedly clung to Tang San. "San, you can't drop me!"
He glanced down. They were very high up. If he fell from here, he would be seriously injured, if not killed.
Tang San really wanted to smack Gangzi to death. Isn't this all because you kept moving around?
Now look what had happened. They had completely lost control.
He hurriedly shouted to Luo Sanpao beneath him, "Luo Sanpao, Thunderous Fart!"
Luo Sanpao was also feeling dizzy from bearing a weight she should never have had to bear.
Still, she obeyed the command and let out a resounding fart.
Then Tang San felt his scalp prickle.
Because he saw that river again.
And in the river...