Yu Xiaogang shook his head.
Although food-type Soul Masters with innate full soul power were exceedingly rare, their ceiling was still there.
Without combat abilities, even if they cultivated to Titled Douluo, they might not be a match for a power attack system Soul Douluo.
"Heh, looks like you didn't fare much better," Dai Mubai teased.
Oscar's expression darkened, and he warmly greeted eighteen generations of Yu Xiaogang's ancestors in his mind.
That dog-eyed snob. Who knows why the dean values him so much?
Just then, Flender pointed to a cool, aloof girl dressed in black with an extremely prominent bust.
"Zhu Zhuqing, eleven years old, martial soul: Hell Spirit Cat, rank twenty-seven."
Yu Xiaogang still shook his head.
Her martial soul won't do. Its ceiling is too low.
Flender felt somewhat helpless.
Xiaogang's standards are far too high.
These students of mine have more than enough talent to join Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Yet in Xiaogang's eyes, neither this one nor that one will do.
Where am I supposed to find so many geniuses in a little place like Suotuo City?
Seeing that Flender had not responded for some time, Yu Xiaogang frowned and prompted him, "Flender, aren't you going to introduce the others?"
Flender sighed softly and continued, "That red-haired fatty is Ma Hongjun, thirteen years old, martial soul: Evil Fire Phoenix, rank twenty-eight."
"The girl beside him is twelve years old, martial soul: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, rank twenty-six."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's gaze first fell on Ning Rongrong, and she was the first he ruled out.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the signature martial soul of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the girl before him was most likely the sect's heir of this generation.
If he took her as his disciple and something went wrong in the future, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might well take his life in a matter of minutes.
Besides, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had its own complete training system and had no need for his guidance at all.
With that thought, Yu Xiaogang withdrew his gaze and turned to Ma Hongjun.
He had heard of the Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul. Although it was quite powerful, possessing formidable flames and the ability to fly, it had a fatal flaw.
Its wielder would be plagued by evil fire and unable to control his desires.
Overall, he had talent, but his flaws were even greater.
Training him would not only take time and effort, but if this fatty's evil fire went out of control one day, it would be Yu Xiaogang who lost face.
Besides, that brat had just called him a freeloader, and he still wanted to become his disciple?
"Forget it. I'll observe a little longer."
Having failed to find a satisfactory disciple, Yu Xiaogang felt disappointed and left with his hands clasped behind his back, paying no heed to anyone else.
The Shrek group remained where they stood, exchanging bewildered looks.
Oscar could not help questioning him. "Dean, just what sort of person did you bring here?"
This so-called Grandmaster had taught them nothing upon arriving and had instead picked through them as though they were merchandise.
"Exactly!"
Ma Hongjun was indignant too. "That Grandmaster looked at me like I was garbage just now. Who does he think he is?"
As everyone voiced their complaints one after another, Flender found himself losing face as well.
He had thought Xiaogang would teach them some theory and establish his authority.
Instead, he had turned around and left because he had not found a suitable disciple. It really was rather disrespectful.
Just then, Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of something and frowned. "I heard my father say that a scholar once posed as a theoretical grandmaster, sneaked into Spirit Hall to steal its core theories, then claimed publicly that he had published them himself."
"Do you think that person could be him?"
The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Tang San stood on the bank, watching his eldest brother suspended over the center of the Ice and Fire Spring Eye, his face filled with admiration.
He had no idea how much longer he would have to cultivate to reach his eldest brother's level.
Just then, Tang San noticed a layer of red-gold flames suddenly ignite over his eldest brother's body.
Immediately afterward, the outline of a golden Soul Ring gradually began to form around his eldest brother.
Tang San froze, then quickly ran back once he came to his senses.
Before long, Xiao Wu, Dugu Yan, and Dugu Bo arrived one after another.
Xiao Wu rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Little San, what are you doing? I only just fell asleep."
"Don't sleep yet. There's a great opportunity coming in a moment!" Tang San said excitedly.
"An opportunity?"
Dugu Bo was somewhat puzzled.
Where would an opportunity come from in the middle of the night?
"You'll find out in a moment."
Tang San sat cross-legged a hundred meters away from Tang Tianlin and said, "Do as I do. Sit cross-legged a hundred meters away from my eldest brother and be ready to meditate and cultivate at any moment."
Although the three were puzzled, they still did as he said.
"Wait, what is Brother Tianlin doing?"
After sitting cross-legged, Xiao Wu noticed the golden Soul Ring around Tang Tianlin, and her eyes widened.
"Holy shit, a Soul Ring?!"
Dugu Bo thought he had seen wrong. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, muttering, "What the hell? Didn't the Young Lord just break through to Soul King? How does he have another Soul Ring already?!"
Just then, the golden light around Tang Tianlin drew inward, and the fourth Blood Qi Soul Ring fully solidified around him.
Immediately afterward, a pair of dragon wings suddenly spread from his back, whipping up a terrifying blast of air.
The dragon wings were golden all over, with an extremely long wingspan. The dragon scales on their surfaces resembled flowing lava, rising and falling with each breath Tang Tianlin took.
At that moment, Tang Tianlin beat his wings again.
Boom!
A golden-green ripple erupted outward with him at its center!
The instant the golden-green ripple swept over him, Tang San had no time to think and circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill at full power.
The next moment, his Blue Silver Grass martial soul emerged from his dantian and spread in every direction.
As golden-green energy poured into his meridians, Tang San could clearly feel his Blue Silver Grass undergoing a transformation that remade it down to its very bones.
The grass blades' original emerald green began to fade, replaced by a golden yellow so rich it was almost dazzling.
Patterns resembling dragon scales even appeared across their once-smooth surfaces!
It was not just Tang San. After absorbing this power, Xiao Wu, Dugu Yan, and Dugu Bo beside him also experienced varying degrees of improvement in both their martial souls and soul power.
During the era of Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King, the martial souls of Tang Wulin's generation of the Shrek Seven Devils had all evolved to varying degrees with the help of the Golden Dragon King's power.
The closer a martial soul was to the Dragon Clan, the greater the improvement it received.
And now, Tang Tianlin was sharing the energy that escaped after his breakthrough directly, without holding anything back.
As a result, the improvements everyone received would only be greater than those of the Shrek Seven Devils countless millions of years later.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Tianlin suddenly opened his eyes, and the boiling blood qi within him gradually settled.
He looked up and discovered four figures sitting cross-legged a hundred meters away, frantically absorbing the energy around them.
"Tsk, they're treating me like a power bank."
Tang Tianlin chuckled and did not stop them.
These people were all future pillars of the Clear Sky Sect. He could not wait for them to grow stronger, so he could slack off more easily in the future.
Seeing that they still needed some time to absorb it, Tang Tianlin grew bored and decided to test his newly awakened ability.
With a thought, the Golden Dragon Wings behind him beat up and down, and he turned into a streak of golden light that shot into the sky.
High in the air, Tang Tianlin listened to the wind howl past his ears, as though the entire world were retreating beneath his feet.
"The speed's decent. At full speed, I should be able to exceed the speed of sound."
After briefly testing the speed of the Golden Dragon Wings, Tang Tianlin hovered in midair. The Golden Dragon Wings behind him flapped slowly, stirring up bursts of fine golden light.
"This is a good chance to try out my fifth soul skill."
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