"Trash."
"A fraud who seeks fame by deceiving the world."
"Plagiarizing dog."
"So it turns out his 'invincible theory' is just a load of crap."
"How does a person like this have the face to show up in public?"
"..."
In the Great Training Grounds, everyone looked at Yu Xiaogang with contemptuous eyes.
Accompanied by various insults and sarcastic remarks.
One must know.
What Yu Xiaogang cared about most in his heart was not Liu Erlong or Bibi Dong.
Nor was it Tang San.
Even his life... though he was indeed somewhat afraid of death.
But life could indeed be discarded.
There was only one thing he cared about most in his heart.
And that was "dignity!"
As the son of Yu Yuanzhen, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In terms of background, Yu Xiaogang could completely be considered born with a silver spoon.
But because of a mutation when his Martial Soul awakened.
It caused what should have been a fine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon to become a pig that only knew how to fart.
Furthermore, his innate spirit power was only half a rank.
He became a literal piece of trash.
This was a huge blow to him.
Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, Yu Xiaogang had always been very inferior in his heart.
Seeing that the path of a Soul Master was a dead end, he took another approach and chose the path of theory.
Thinking of cultivating a genius disciple to prove himself.
He even uttered a famous quote: 'There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters.'
Although the slogan was shouted loudly.
But in fact.
Yu Xiaogang himself had high standards but low abilities.
He only wanted to take geniuses as disciples and look down on those Soul Masters who awakened ordinary Martial Souls.
But as long as a normal person didn't have a problem with their brain.
Who would hand over a genius to a trash who only talked about empty theories and could never break through the level of a twenty-ninth-rank Spirit Grandmaster in his lifetime?
Only a sucker like Tang San was willing to believe him.
Listening to the voices of everyone pointing fingers.
Yu Xiaogang's old face could no longer hold its composure.
His psychological defense line completely collapsed.
With a 'Puchi' sound.
He spat out a mouthful of old blood toward the sky and completely fainted.
"Xiaogang! Xiaogang, are you okay? Don't scare me." Liu Erlong was pale with fright, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Flender quickly reminded: "Erlong, don't just stand there, hurry and take Xiaogang to the Clinic."
After a reminder.
Liu Erlong then reacted and hurriedly carried Yu Xiaogang away from here... On the VIP seats,
Qian Renxue glanced at Yu Xiaogang with extreme disdain.
Turning to look at Ning Fengzhi, she said: "I didn't expect this Yu Xiaogang to be just a fraud with a hollow reputation. It's a pity for Tang San to have actually taken such an unworthy teacher."
"Speaking of which, a few days ago, Teacher, you seemed to have mentioned this Yu Xiaogang."
"And you even quite admired his theories."
Ning Fengzhi smiled without saying a word. He first looked at Tang San on the field, and then looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was being pointed at by thousands of people.
Having always enjoyed the reputation of being 'old and cunning', he did not express any opinion.
Because he had long heard of Yu Xiaogang's theories.
And he even highly approved of them.
He had always wanted to find an opportunity to communicate with the other party and see if they could cooperate deeply.
But after hearing Jin Mian's words today,
This idea wavered slightly.
Because according to his multi-faceted investigation and meticulous deduction,
It had already been confirmed that Tang San, who possessed twin spirits, was actually the son of Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo who was famous throughout the continent back then.
One must know, that was Tang Hao.
One of the two most dazzling geniuses of the Clear Sky Sect back then.
As soon as he broke through to Titled Douluo, he forcefully hammered the then Supreme Pontiff Qian Xunji and seriously injured the two Spirit Hall Elders, Chrysanthemum and Ghost.
Like father, like son.
As Tang Hao's son, how could Tang San's talent be weak?
But the reality was,
Under Yu Xiaogang's tutelage, Tang San was actually only a Spirit Elder now.
If Tang San were in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School,
He would probably have been a Spirit Ancestor long ago.
Therefore, he had to reconsider his previous thoughts... On the field,
"Jin Mian! I, Tang San, am irreconcilable with you!" Seeing his teacher being provoked to the point of spitting blood and fainting by Jin Mian again,
Tang San was exploding with rage.
Jin Mian turned his head and smiled disdainfully: "Anyone can talk big, provided you have the strength."
"Besides, you should first consider your own situation."
Tang San suppressed his anger.
He focused his attention on the match.
Considering that the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul could not be used,
He could only withdraw the Blue Silver Grass and immediately summoned his second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang San didn't talk nonsense.
His right foot stomped the ground fiercely, and his hands raised the Clear Sky Hammer.
His whole person leapt into the air.
He smashed down toward Ye Lingling with all his might.
Looking at the hammer falling from the sky,
Ye Lingling did not choose to meet it head-on, using her agile movement to quickly dodge.
Boom!
The Clear Sky Hammer fell.
A large pit appeared on the ground.
"Where are you running?" Failing in one strike, Tang San continued his attack.
Swinging the Clear Sky Hammer, he pursued Ye Lingling incessantly.
Boom! Boom! Boom... Before long, many pits of different sizes appeared on the field.
"Huff, huff, huff..." Tang San's breathing was rapid.
One must know that the initial weight of the Clear Sky Hammer was five hundred catties.
He had been holding the Clear Sky Hammer and swinging it wildly for a long time.
Not only did it not cause any damage to Ye Lingling,
It also consumed a lot of strength.
Realizing that if this continued, he might lose directly due to physical exhaustion before Ye Lingling even made a move.
Directly defeated.
Thinking of this,
Tang San had no choice but to withdraw the Clear Sky Hammer.
But the Blue Silver Grass could not be used.
Just as he was pondering what to do,
Ye Lingling's fist arrived quietly, accurately striking his abdomen.
"It seems you don't have any other skills."
"Then I won't waste time, let's end this battle."
After a flurry of attacks like autumn leaves being swept away by the wind,
Tang San fell to the ground and couldn't get up.
Ye Lingling, with a record of one against seven, successfully wiped out Shrek.
The first round of the match ended with the victory of the Hall of Worship Team.
Immediately following was the second round of the match.
Blazing Academy vs. Spirit Sword Academy... Night.
Inside the Shrek camp.
A crushing defeat in the first round of the Promotion Matches.
Several members of Shrek sat together collectively dejected.
They didn't expect,
The Hall of Worship Team to be so powerful.
It was fine if they couldn't beat that person named Jin Mian, but they couldn't even beat that girl.
And the whole team was wiped out once again.
"Third Brother, the people from Spirit Hall are so powerful, do we really have hope of winning?" Xiao Wu said with her rabbit ears drooping.
Her face, which had been slapped swollen by Ye Lingling in the morning,
Had already recovered.
Before Tang San could speak, Ma Hongjun spoke first: "The hope is too small. Those two people from Spirit Hall are each more freakish than the last. What do we have to fight with?"
"Fatty, stop talking so discouragingly."
"Even if we can't beat those people from Spirit Hall, we can always beat a few other academies."
Oscar said while eating a Sausage.
Unexpectedly,
Tang San showed a confident smile at this time.
"It's just Spirit Hall, next time we meet I will definitely be able to defeat them and step on them under my feet!"
"Let them know how powerful I am!"
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