As Chen Ci began activating his Golden Dragon King bloodline, the golden dragon patterns on his golden-patterned blue silver grass began radiating brilliant golden light.
An extremely faint pressure, yet one of an exceedingly high order, swept outward in an instant, enveloping the entire Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy.
But precisely because it was of such a high order, almost no one could detect it.
Aside from Tang Hao, the Titled Douluo hiding in the shadows and watching Tang San at all times, and Luo Sanpao, who was baring his teeth at Chen Ci, no one noticed anything.
Tang Hao was standing in the crown of a large tree, observing Tang San and Yu Xiaogang to see whether this "Grandmaster" had any real ability.
He certainly did not want his precious son taking a useless good-for-nothing as his teacher.
Still, the man had recognized that Little San had twin martial souls, so he did have some competence.
When he saw Chen Ci activate his Golden Dragon King bloodline, Tang Hao also wanted to see what mutation Chen Ci's blue silver grass had undergone to give him innate full soul power, just like Tang San.
Tang Hao had only intended to enjoy the show, but for some reason, his brows suddenly knitted together. He sensed a pressure of an exceedingly high order, and his heart jolted.
He felt that even a Titled Douluo would be unable to withstand a single blow from the true source of that pressure.
Yet the pressure came and went so quickly that it vanished before even Tang Hao could react.
The others barely reacted at all.
But Luo Sanpao, a Radiant Sacred Dragon cub born from a mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, was an entirely different story.
When Luo Sanpao sensed Chen Ci's Golden Dragon King bloodline, he abandoned his snarling, tooth-baring act of a dog throwing its weight around with its master behind it.
A few crystalline tears even appeared at the corners of his eyes. He trotted eagerly over to Chen Ci and affectionately nudged Chen Ci's palm with his purple head.
The sight immediately made the spectators burst into laughter:
"Hahaha, this is Grandmaster's martial soul?"
"If I didn't know Grandmaster was a teacher at our Nuoding Academy and that his martial soul was Luo Sanpao, I'd think Luo Sanpao was Chen Ci's martial soul, seeing him like this!"
"So this is the Grandmaster who never teaches a class?"
"He wanted to teach his disciple a lesson, but the martial soul he summoned won't even obey him."
"Yu Xiaogang really is useless. Never mind that he can't cultivate-even his martial soul is about to become someone else's."
The strong could dismiss rumors and gossip with contempt because they possessed the strength to shatter them.
But Yu Xiaogang did not. The crowd's voices were like swords plunging into his fragile heart.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned livid, and his breathing grew louder and faster.
The headmaster, who had hurried over upon hearing the news, thought something was about to happen to Yu Xiaogang and hastily said:
"Enough, enough! All of you, shut up!
"Does the academy train you to disrespect your elders?!"
But before the headmaster could finish, Yu Xiaogang cut him off.
With things having reached this point, he had to teach Chen Ci a lesson himself. Otherwise, how could he, Yu Xiaogang, have the face to remain at the Nuoding City Junior Soul Master Academy?
"Headmaster, this is my own student. I must deal with him myself."
Hearing this, the headmaster of Nuoding Academy could hardly say anything more and could only let Yu Xiaogang do as he wished.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Chen Ci and said coldly:
"Chen Ci, you've disrespected your elders today. I must properly teach you what it means to honor your teacher and respect his teachings!"
Chen Ci rubbed Luo Sanpao's doglike head and said disdainfully:
"Honor my teacher and respect his teachings?
"So that means you forcibly taking me as your disciple, then irresponsibly planning to make me, someone with innate full soul power, absorb ten-year solitary bamboo?
"Forget it. There's no reasoning with someone like you, who keeps drilling into the tip of an ox's horn, thinks far too highly of himself, and can't stomach anyone else's advice."
Yu Xiaogang was furious, utterly furious:
"Chen Ci, I've said all I have to say to you. It's time this farce ended.
"Luo Sanpao, come here!"
At his master's command, Luo Sanpao had no choice but to return to Yu Xiaogang's side, though he glanced back three times with every step.
Seeing Luo Sanpao like this, Chen Ci shook his head.
How had a perfectly good Radiant Sacred Dragon cub been raised into a pig?
Yu Xiaogang kicked Luo Sanpao as he returned to his side and cursed angrily:
"You traitorous thing, biting the hand that feeds you! Once today's business is over, I'll train you properly and make sure you know who your master is!"
Then Yu Xiaogang pulled a radish from his pocket and prepared to feed it to Luo Sanpao.
Luo Sanpao was extremely reluctant, but he could only submit and swallow the radish.
When they saw Yu Xiaogang feeding Luo Sanpao a radish, quite a few people who knew what it meant thought at once:
Oh no!
Chen Ci was among them.
Chen Ci felt around in his pockets and discovered that he had not brought a mask.
Mostly, he had never imagined Yu Xiaogang would be shameless enough to unleash his soul skill in full public view.
Seeing Chen Ci's frightened expression, Yu Xiaogang smiled in satisfaction:
"Scared?
"Only realizing you should be scared now? It's too late!
"Fart like thunder-Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"
At this point, Chen Ci had no other choice. He could only activate his Golden Dragon King bloodline again.
Luo Sanpao gathered all his strength, preparing to let loose a big one.
But once again, he felt that pressure from Chen Ci that made his entire body tremble. The hierarchy of bloodlines engraved into a soul beast's very bones made Luo Sanpao disregard Yu Xiaogang's command.
He turned his rear, which had been aimed at Chen Ci, toward Yu Xiaogang instead.
The moment Yu Xiaogang saw Luo Sanpao's rear, his face went white with fear.
He understood Luo Sanpao's power better than anyone. Even if he wanted to run now, it was already too late.
He could only cry out in despair:
"No!!!"
With a tremendous boom that resounded throughout Nuoding City, Luo Sanpao blasted out every last billowing cloud of thick smoke.
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, who were closest to Luo Sanpao, bore the brunt of it and took the full force of the blast.
The scene instantly descended into chaos. Everyone fled, terrified of coming into contact with Yu Xiaogang's soul skill.
"Heavens, why is Grandmaster's soul skill so disgusting?!"
"Urgh~"
"Stop talking! The more you talk, the more you breathe in~"
"Run!"
As for Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, the blast had already knocked them unconscious.
Tang Hao also hurriedly shielded himself with soul power. When he saw Tang San blasted by the fart, he had wanted to go rescue him.
But the fart stank so badly that even he, a Titled Douluo, could not bear it.
My son can suffer, but surely his old man shouldn't have to suffer too?
As for Chen Ci himself, he had already made his escape the moment he saw Luo Sanpao turn his cannon around.
He knew Luo Sanpao's fart would definitely not reach him right away.
Now he was watching the farce from a distance.
Soon, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were awakened by soul power Tang Hao sent into them from afar.
Tang Hao really did not want his son staying inside that fart any longer.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang and Tang San wake up, Chen Ci shouted from a distance:
"Yu Xiaogang, today's victory was hardly honorable. Let's fight again another day!"
Yu Xiaogang wanted to retort, only to inhale another huge mouthful.
Tang San could not take it anymore. He tugged at the hem of Yu Xiaogang's clothes, signaling for him to leave first.
With no other choice, the two could only flee in disgrace.
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