The First Soul Skill, Pole Vault
Huh?
Wang Changsheng froze for a moment.
The previous check-in tasks had only involved individuals.
Today's task actually required Yu Xiaogang and his disciple to work together?
It seemed the system had plenty of variety after all.
This was getting more and more interesting.
Wang Changsheng immediately spoke up, interrupting Yu Xiaogang's explanation.
"Gangzi, are you done talking yourself up?"
Those words again?
Yu Xiaogang's old face darkened even further.
"Lord Sunlight, what insight do you have?"
Wang Changsheng spoke frankly.
"If you're done, listen to me talk myself up next."
Then he continued.
He pointed to a house not far away.
"Gangzi, Little Scumbag, you two listen carefully."
"Tang San, go find a trident and hold it in your hand. Then sit upright on that roof and play a god with two divine powers coexisting within him. You don't need to say a word, but your face must have the majesty of a god."
"Gangzi, go find a stalk of Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo and use your first Soul Skill, Pole Vault, while shouting happily, 'Divine Realm, here I come!' Once you jump onto the roof, point right at Tang San's nose and curse him out: 'Little Scumbag, I was the one who raised you into a god! You ungrateful bastard, how could you go to the Divine Realm without taking your teacher? You already have a way to die!'"
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's faces were filled with rage.
What kind of disrespectful demands were these?
Yu Xiaogang even flung his arm sharply to the side, utterly unwilling.
"What Pole Vault Soul Skill do I have?"
At that,
Wang Changsheng immediately shot back.
"Can't you use the springiness of the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo to jump onto the roof? You just need to recite the Soul Skill chant I gave you."
For a moment,
Yu Xiaogang and his disciple were both brimming with bitterness.
Had Wang Changsheng grown so used to throwing his weight around that he just did whatever popped into his head?
Without a doubt,
this guy had nothing better to do and was amusing himself at their expense.
"Remember this."
"You can't get a single thing I just told you to do wrong, or you'll start over from the beginning."
"What are you still standing around for? Go get the props."
Tang San slowly rose from the grass.
He had so much anger he wanted to unleash, but he knew all too well how powerful Wang Changsheng was.
If they refused, disaster would come crashing down on them.
In the end,
Yu Xiaogang and Tang San turned and left with cold faces, forced to prepare the props they needed.
Tang San headed straight for the storeroom to find a trident.
Yu Xiaogang went to the mountain behind Shrek. There were no very old Soul Beasts here, but plants like Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo were not uncommon.
Besides,
Wang Changsheng's requirements were extremely strict.
Yu Xiaogang had seen Wang Changsheng's methods and didn't dare cut corners.
Since Wang Changsheng had said Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, he could only obediently search for Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, ignoring any Lone Bamboo more than ten years old.
Soon,
he came upon a stalk of vibrant green bamboo. Accustomed to discussing theory, he immediately couldn't help commenting.
"This is a stalk of Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo. Its defining trait is its toughness."
Meanwhile,
Zhu Zhuqing, sitting beside Wang Changsheng, couldn't help griping.
"You really have too much time on your hands."
When Wang Changsheng thought about it sometimes, he really was bored.
But he didn't want this either. It was all a system task.
If anyone was to blame, blame the system.
Before long,
Tang San came over holding a trident, with Yu Xiaogang carrying a stalk of Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo.
Wang Changsheng nodded, very pleased with the two men's cooperation.
"Then let's begin."
"Remember the lines and expressions I told you."
Yu Xiaogang frowned.
Wang Changsheng was already annoying enough, and this time he had made quite a few disrespectful demands. Yu Xiaogang hadn't actually heard them clearly.
To avoid bringing unnecessary trouble upon himself, he could only take the initiative to ask.
"Lord Sunlight, sorry for the trouble, but please say it again."
Wang Changsheng didn't waste time either.
After all, his check-in task was involved.
"Tang San, hold the trident and sit upright on that roof, playing a god with two divine powers coexisting within him. You don't need to say a word, but your face must have the majesty of a god."
"Gangzi, take the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo in your hand and use your first Soul Skill, Pole Vault, while shouting happily, 'Divine Realm, here I come!' Once you jump onto the roof, point right at Tang San's nose and curse him out: 'Little Scumbag, I was the one who raised you into a god! You ungrateful bastard, how could you go to the Divine Realm without taking your teacher? You already have a way to die!'"
Yu Xiaogang and his disciple began digesting the details of the demands.
Deep down, ten thousand grass-mud horses thundered past.
They actually had to cooperate to the best of their ability?
This was fucking ridiculous.
Just then,
Tang San moved.
Clutching the trident, he jumped onto the roof and, as Wang Changsheng had instructed, sat perfectly upright on it with an imposing expression.
It was as though, at this very moment,
he truly was a god with two divine powers coexisting within him, sitting high above all others, his eyes looking down on everything.
Yu Xiaogang didn't dare slack off either.
He thrust the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo in his hand into the ground and bent it with all his might.
Then he forced out a few laughs, his face full of excitement.
Hahaha...
Divine Realm.
Here I come.
First Soul Skill.
Pole Vault.
Whoosh-
The Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo instantly launched Yu Xiaogang forward.
There was a loud clang.
Yu Xiaogang crashed into the door of the house in front of him.
Hey!
The sight made Wang Changsheng so angry that he jumped up on the spot and cursed.
"Gangzi, if you're going to jump, do it properly!"
"I told you to jump onto the roof, not into the room."
After getting up from the ground, Yu Xiaogang patted the dust off himself, his face full of grievance.
"Lord Sunlight, please don't be impatient. I might not have gotten the angle right just now."
With that,
Yu Xiaogang took a few steps back and got into position again.
After working up the right mood, he burst into laughter.
Hahaha...
Divine Realm.
Here I come.
First Soul Skill.
Pole Vault.
Whoosh-
Yu Xiaogang was launched forward by the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo again.
There was another clang.
Yu Xiaogang's whole body was plastered against the wall. Then he slid down it and fell back to the ground, looking utterly bedraggled.
Wang Changsheng was furious.
After all,
if Yu Xiaogang wasted time and failed to complete it, he would lose his invincibility attribute, which was a whole major realm above the Douluo Plane.
"Great Waste Gang, can you do this or not?"
"If you keep dragging your feet, I won't be polite."
Yu Xiaogang had grievances he couldn't voice.
Although he was a level 29 Soul Grandmaster with low Soul Power, jumping onto a roof was no difficult task.
The hard part was getting up there using the Lone Bamboo's springiness.
How could he possibly succeed in one go without trying a few angles?
After getting back to his feet,
Yu Xiaogang's old face was scraped raw and bleeding freely.
"Lord Sunlight, please believe me. After trying a few times, I've found the right angle. I'll definitely succeed this time."
"Then hurry up and stop dawdling," Wang Changsheng urged.
After Yu Xiaogang adjusted his mood,
he looked up at Tang San, who sat high above him.
Hahaha...
Divine Realm.
Here I come.
First Soul Skill.
Pole Vault.
Whoosh-
This time,
Yu Xiaogang finally succeeded.
After jumping onto the roof, he stood in front of Tang San.
It wasn't over yet.
He still had to comply with Wang Changsheng's disrespectful demands.
He immediately raised his hand, pointed at Tang San's nose, and cursed him out.
"Little Scumbag, I was the one who raised you into a god! You ungrateful bastard, how could you go to the Divine Realm without taking your teacher? You already have a way to die!"