Taking Xiao Wu as a Disciple

Xiao Wu's punches and kicks brushed past his clothes and hair, missing again and again. It felt like trying to catch a slippery loach, and the longer she fought, the more frustrated she became.

The work-study students watching were dumbstruck.

Wang Sheng rubbed his eyes. "So fast! When did Tang San get so good at dodging?"

Several work-study students beside him nodded repeatedly. "Sister Xiao Wu's attacking so fiercely, but she still can't touch him?"

After nearly five minutes of fighting, Xiao Wu finally stopped attacking. She planted her hands on her hips and panted, her little face puffing up with anger. "Damn it! I'm done, I'm done!"

She stamped her foot and glared at Tang San. "I can't hit you at all! Hmph!"

Tang San walked over with a smile. "Xiao Wu, you've gotten quite a bit stronger too. Your speed and power have both improved. It's only thanks to Shave's speed that I can barely dodge your attacks."

"Shave?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head and blinked.

"Is that the Soul Skill your teacher taught you?"

"Yes."

Tang San nodded.

"But strictly speaking, it isn't a Soul Skill in the traditional sense. It's more like a physical combat technique."

Xiao Wu thought back over their fight, growing more stifled the more she considered it.

Her attacks had clearly been fierce and sharp. Anyone else would have fallen long ago, yet Tang San had been as slippery as a fish, refusing to let her land a single solid hit.

"Hmph, that was so frustrating."

Xiao Wu muttered.

"The stuff your teacher teaches is pretty good."

Tang San smiled. "This isn't the only thing my teacher taught me. I'm just too weak right now to learn the others."

"I see..."

Xiao Wu's eyes shifted, and she suddenly stepped closer.

"Then is your teacher still taking disciples?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, can your teacher still take another disciple?"

Xiao Wu patted her small chest with perfect confidence.

"I want to learn too!"

Well...

Tang San hesitated.

He wasn't sure whether Yu Xiaogang was still accepting disciples. His teacher was aloof and usually barely spoke with anyone besides him and the dean.

But Xiao Wu was indeed very talented. She also had innate full soul power.

"Well, I don't know whether my teacher is still accepting disciples."

Tang San scratched his head.

"I'll ask him for you later."

"Great!"

Xiao Wu immediately beamed.

"How about I come along when you go see your teacher tomorrow? I'll ask him myself!"

Seeing how eager she was, Tang San smiled helplessly. "All right. I'll call you when I go tomorrow."

"Hehe, it's a deal!"

The next day, after Tang San and Xiao Wu finished their morning classes, they went to the little courtyard where Yu Xiaogang lived that afternoon, just as usual.

When they pushed open the courtyard gate, Yu Xiaogang was cultivating inside.

Sensing their arrival, Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes.

"Teacher."

Tang San greeted him respectfully.

Yu Xiaogang nodded, his gaze settling on Xiao Wu behind Tang San, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Hehe, hello, Teacher Yu!"

Xiao Wu poked half her head out from behind Tang San and grinned at Yu Xiaogang, looking perfectly well-behaved.

Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly, his expression a little gentler than usual. "Xiao San, Xiao Wu's here too."

"Yes, yes!"

Xiao Wu nodded hurriedly and hopped out from behind Tang San, holding both hands behind her back as she ground her toes back and forth against the ground.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San, then at Xiao Wu's hesitant expression, seemingly guessing something. "Is there something you need?"

Tang San was about to speak, but Xiao Wu beat him to it.

She mustered her courage.

"Um... Teacher Yu, are you still taking disciples?"

Once the words left her mouth, Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed slightly.

She had clearly made up her mind yesterday, but now that she was actually standing before Yu Xiaogang, every word she had prepared had vanished from her mind.

Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow, a trace of amusement appearing in his eyes. "You want to become my disciple?"

"Yes, yes!"

Xiao Wu nodded vigorously.

"I want to learn Xiao San's move too! That... that 'Shave'!"

"Heh, heh, heh."

In a rare moment, Yu Xiaogang laughed aloud.

Tang San stood to the side, feeling a little nervous.

He didn't know how his teacher would answer either. Given his teacher's personality, accepting a disciple was certainly not something he would do casually.

"Of course."

Yu Xiaogang spoke.

"From now on, you are my second disciple."

Yu Xiaogang certainly wouldn't refuse. After all, he had to rely on taking disciples to grow stronger.

With Xiao Wu's talent, she also met the requirements for becoming his disciple.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for taking Xiao Wu as a disciple.]

[Xiao Wu's potential: god level. Meets the system's disciple acceptance requirements.]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining one disciple acceptance gift pack. Automatically opened!]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Martial Soul Bloodline Evolution Liquid ×1, Aura Concealment Necklace ×1, adaptive evolvable Soul Ring ×1, high-grade mystic-tier combat technique: Eight Extremes Collapse.]

"Huh?"

Xiao Wu froze for a moment, then her eyes immediately lit up.

"Really? Hehe, that's wonderful! Thank you, Teacher Yu!"

Yu Xiaogang smiled and shook his head.

"Just call me Teacher. Since you've also become my disciple, you'll cultivate together with Xiao San from now on."

"Yes, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang then taught Xiao Wu the basic training methods for the Six Styles, just as he had taught Tang San before.

Xiao Wu watched Yu Xiaogang's movements without blinking. By the time his demonstration ended, she was already raring to go and eagerly began practicing.

Her footwork was clumsy during her first few attempts, and she took several tumbles. But her talent was exceptionally high, after all, and before long, she began to glimpse the threshold.

Her talent for Shave even surpassed Tang San's. That made sense-Xiao Wu was a rabbit, and even her Soul Skills revolved around her legs. Techniques like Shave, Moonwalk, and Storm Leg were practically tailor-made for her.

"So this is Shave!"

Xiao Wu steadied herself and wiped the sweat from her forehead, then turned back and raised her chin smugly at Tang San.

"Hehe, Xiao San, let's see how you run once Sister Xiao Wu masters this!"

Seeing her brimming with fighting spirit, Tang San smiled fondly. "Then you'll have to work hard. I'm not going to stand still and wait for you to catch up."

"Hmph, just you wait!"

Xiao Wu threw herself back into diligent practice.

Yu Xiaogang watched from the side, in a rather good mood himself.

He had already intended to take Xiao Wu as his disciple, but he hadn't expected the day to come so soon.

His gaze flickered slightly. That adaptive evolvable Soul Ring had come at just the right time; he had broken through to rank thirty only a few days ago.

After his bloodline was purified, his potential broke free of its previous shackles. The Soul Grandmaster bottleneck that had held him back for years finally loosened, allowing him to continue cultivating.

Through his efforts over this period, he had already reached rank thirty. He had originally planned to head to the Soul Hunting Forest in a few more days to obtain his third Soul Ring, but now he could save himself the trip.

That evening, Tang San and Xiao Wu practiced until the sky was growing dark before leaving the courtyard.

After watching the two figures disappear beyond the courtyard gate, Yu Xiaogang turned and went back inside, closing the door behind him.

With a thought, he took out a Soul Ring whose color was still constantly changing.