Grandmaster: Soul Power Wasn't Everything, and My Disciple Was the Best Proof

The moment Yu Xiaogang spoke.

Everyone around him fell utterly silent.

They could all see that Lu Ning had no intention whatsoever of joining their training.

But for Yu Xiaogang to drive him away so bluntly...

Wasn't that going a little too far?

"Grandmaster."

"Brother Ning didn't come over to take lessons with us."

"He's just standing by the ditch at the village entrance, pouring out his wine... that doesn't seem to affect us, does it?"

Ma Hongjun scratched his head and objected quietly.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned livid.

"This is a classroom!"

"If he refuses to follow my instructions and quit drinking, why has he come to take lessons with us?"

Lu Ning casually put away his Wine Gourd.

He looked Yu Xiaogang over as though he were looking at an idiot.

"First."

"This is the village's only drainage ditch. It's the only place where the wine can be washed away. Surely you don't expect me to pour it right outside my door?"

"Are you trying to get all the nearby villagers drunk on the fumes?"

"Second."

"Shrek Academy is inside the village."

"That doesn't mean the entire village is Shrek Academy's classroom."

"We don't even occupy half the village. I grew up here, so by rights, I should be free to go wherever I want, shouldn't I?"

"Even if one day I'm no longer part of Shrek Academy."

"You still wouldn't have the right to stop me from entering the village, would you?"

"Finally."

Lu Ning gestured at the distance between himself and Yu Xiaogang.

"I'm standing at least thirty meters away from you. Have you ever seen a classroom this big?"

"I never even entered your classroom."

"Besides, you haven't even started your lesson."

"What am I supposed to be listening to?"

"How to turn a Dragon Mutated Martial Soul into a farting martial soul?"

Lu Ning's rebuttal was sound and well-reasoned.

Even Yu Xiaogang could find no opening in it.

He could only flick his sleeve.

With a cold snort, he walked back into the crowd.

"Xiao San!"

"Have you familiarized yourself with your third Soul Skill?"

Caught off guard by the sudden question, Tang San froze briefly. Since the one asking was Yu Xiaogang, however, he immediately cupped his hands and replied.

"Teacher."

"I've already mastered my third Soul Skill."

"I've also gained some control over how to use that thing on my back."

Yu Xiaogang's expression softened slightly at those words.

Now this was his good disciple.

Although his Soul Power Level was currently lower than Lu Ning's.

With the way Lu Ning had given up on himself, the day would come when Tang San's Soul Power Level surpassed his!

And as far as strength went.

He did not believe Tang San was any weaker than Lu Ning.

A two-thousand-year-old Man Faced Demon Spider for his third Soul Ring, plus an External Soul Bone brought by that Man Faced Demon Spider Soul Ring.

At the Soul Elder level.

Tang San already had few worthy opponents.

"Good."

"Don't squander your talent."

"Next, fight Dai Mubai. Let me see what problems the two of you have."

Yu Xiaogang paid Lu Ning no further attention.

Instead, he looked at Dai Mubai beside him.

He placed no restrictions whatsoever on Tang San, clearly intending to teach Dai Mubai a lesson.

He would show them just how terrifying the disciple he had taught was!

"Me?"

Dai Mubai showed no fear at all.

A smile rested on his face.

He did not think he would lose to Tang San.

As long as Tang San did not use those strange weapons.

If they used only their martial souls, he was a formidable rank-thirty-seven Soul Elder, while Tang San had only just become a Soul Elder. At most, Tang San merely had one more Soul Bone than he did.

And he could not even fully control that Soul Bone yet.

Dai Mubai could not think of any way he might lose.

"Sure."

"Then let me try out Xiao San's Soul Skills."

Dai Mubai readily agreed.

Yu Xiaogang offered not so much as a word of warning.

He merely signaled that Dai Mubai and Tang San could begin.

Lu Ning washed his Wine Gourd off to the side, without the slightest intention of looking their way.

Tang San was a Control System Soul Master.

He had never used his third Soul Skill in front of anyone.

Unleashed without warning.

It could indeed counter Dai Mubai.

If Dai Mubai was even slightly careless, defeat was inevitable, never mind that Tang San also had the Eight Spider Lances Soul Bone.

There was no need to watch this duel to know Tang San would win.

The only question was how easily.

Before long.

Tang San and Dai Mubai performed just as they had in the original story.

Spider Web Restraint entangled Dai Mubai's body.

The poison coating it gradually robbed Dai Mubai of control over his own strength, making it even more impossible for him to break free of Tang San's third Soul Skill, until he was utterly defeated.

Only then did Yu Xiaogang slowly raise his hand and end the duel.

"Did you all see that?"

"Control System Soul Masters naturally counter Power Attack System Soul Masters."

"As long as he catches them off guard, even Power Attack System Soul Masters with greater Soul Power will fall to Tang San."

As Yu Xiaogang spoke.

He glanced in Lu Ning's direction, seemingly casually.

"Xiao San's Soul Power Level is thirty-one."

"While Dai Mubai's Soul Power Level is thirty-seven."

"That's a gap of six ranks in Soul Power, but can Soul Power Level decide a battle? Impossible! No matter how high your Soul Power Level is, it cannot directly determine a battle's outcome!"

"In my eyes."

"A Soul Master with nothing but a high Soul Power Level and no combat awareness is nothing but trash!"

Yu Xiaogang's words rang out with resounding force.

Like a massive rock crashing straight into a tranquil pool.

They stirred up towering waves.

He had named no names.

But everyone present knew whom he meant.

The piece of trash he spoke of, with nothing but a high Soul Power Level and no combat awareness, was currently standing by the water, rinsing his Wine Gourd.

"Grandmaster."

"I don't quite agree with your view."

Ma Hongjun spoke up once more to undermine him.

"By your reasoning."

"Your combat awareness must be better than mine, right?"

"I'd like to spar with you."

Ma Hongjun's current Soul Power Level was only twenty-six, clearly considerably lower than Yu Xiaogang's rank-twenty-nine martial soul.

Although he very much wanted to speak up for Lu Ning.

Yu Xiaogang easily seized on the flaw in his argument. "How is your rank-twenty-six martial soul supposed to compete with mine?"

"If you win, it means I have more combat experience. If you lose, it means my theory is correct?"

"That comparison of yours is utterly meaningless."

"It can't prove whether the theory is correct at all!"

"Stand down!"

Ma Hongjun fell silent for a moment.

Coming up with a clever line or two now and then was no problem for him.

But if he had to go back and forth with Yu Xiaogang in a debate of logic, his tongue was clearly no match for Yu Xiaogang's.

Dai Mubai stretched and glanced at Grandmaster.

"Grandmaster."

"Then I should be able to challenge you, shouldn't I?"

"After all, my Soul Power Level is higher. If you beat me, wouldn't that prove your point even better?"

Dai Mubai spoke up in the name of fairness.

He was not all that close to Lu Ning.

But that did not stop him from saying a few words on Lu Ning's behalf.

He really did find Yu Xiaogang's conduct a little hard to stomach.

Lu Ning had done nothing wrong.

He merely had a somewhat unusual personal habit.

It did not affect their lessons, so was there any need to mock him again and again?

This Grandmaster was rather too small-minded.