Dashi continued, "The certificate from Spirit Hall has your name written on it, Tang San."
Suddenly, a burning light flashed in Dashi's dead-fish eyes. "Would you be willing to become my disciple?"
Third Brother froze for a moment at those words and stopped walking. Naturally, Yu Dashi stopped as well.
Third Brother looked up at Dashi but kept his mouth shut, neither accepting nor refusing.
That expression of a smile that never reached his eyes appeared on Yu Dashi's face again. Standing with his hands behind his back, he spoke confidently. "Not only are you young and intelligent, but you are also the third person with twin martial souls in the past hundred years."
Hearing Yu Dashi's words, Tang San showed a trace of surprise. A flicker of killing intent passed through his eyes as he looked at him, and his left wrist had already risen imperceptibly.
Yu Dashi gave an inscrutable smile and said, "Why do I know you have twin martial souls?"
As he spoke, he pointed at the certificate Old Jack had given him and continued, "Because there is something wrong with this certificate. Others might not be able to spot the problem, but I am different from those ordinary people. Because I am Dashi, I can see it."
"There is a reason blue silver grass is called a trash martial soul. Among the more than six hundred people with blue silver grass martial souls in my 'survey,' only a dozen or so had soul power, and not one of them exceeded level one."
"Yet you have innate full soul power. According to the ten core competencies of martial soul that I 'researched,' the amount of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. From this alone, blue silver grass clearly cannot