Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 51 Gangzi won the MVP
Notting College was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, with leaden clouds hanging low, as if ready to fall at any moment. The trees on campus trembled in the cold wind, their withered yellow leaves falling and piling up in the corners of the walls and on the paths, with no one sweeping them away.

In a room in the faculty dormitory of the college, the master whose penis had been cut off was lying on the bed. The room was dimly lit, with only a faint light coming in through the only window.

At this moment, the master stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, his lips trembling slightly, his brows tightly knitted together, and his wrinkled face was full of pain and unwillingness. It was obvious that he was still brooding over the fact that Tang San cut off his life.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Tang San walked in cautiously, holding a bowl of medicine. He walked very lightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the master in the room.

Slowly walking to the master's bedside, Tang San lowered his head slightly and said in a low and slightly guilty voice: "Teacher, take the medicine."

Seeing Tang San bringing the medicine over, the master's originally dull eyes instantly ignited with anger. He suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked the medicine to the ground.

The ceramic bowl collided with the ground, making a crisp shattering sound, and the brown medicine juice splashed everywhere, emitting a pungent smell.

"Xiao San!" the master roared, his voice hoarse with anger. "Why do you do this to me? Cutting off my vitals, do you know what this means to me?"

His hands were tightly gripping the bed sheets, his knuckles turning white from the exertion, and the muscles on his face were twitching slightly from excitement.

Seeing this, Tang San's heart suddenly tightened. He quickly squatted down, trying to clean up the fragments and medicine stains on the ground, while anxiously explaining: "Teacher, you were already deeply poisoned at the time. If that thing was not cut off in time, the poison would spread to your heart meridians. By then, even a god would be unable to save you. I... I had no choice but to do this. I only wanted to save your life."

Hearing this, the master's body trembled slightly, and the anger in his eyes subsided slightly, but it was still filled with pain and unwillingness. He said: "Even so, you shouldn't make the decision without authorization! This is the dignity of my life, and you..."

At the end, the master could not continue and turned his head away, unwilling to look at Tang San anymore.

To calm the master, Tang San walked to the bedside and whispered, "Teacher, I know my decision has caused you immense pain, but the situation was critical at the time, and I had no time to discuss it with you. I am willing to dedicate my entire life to making up for this mistake."

"Teacher, if you don't have a son in the future, just treat me as your own. I will fulfill all my responsibilities and be filial to you and accompany you as if you were my own father."

Hearing this, the anger in the master's eyes faded, replaced by deep fatigue and a touch of emotion. He said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao San... I know you are trying to save me, but this blow is too great."

"But things have come to this point and there is no way to change them. I can only accept it slowly."

"Xiao San, you don't need to worry too much about my current physical condition, but you must not slack off in your cultivation. Go to the bookshelf and bring me the book called 'The Ten Core Competencies of the Martial Soul'." The master leaned against the bed, his face slightly pale, and said in a deep voice:
"This book is the result of over twenty years of painstaking effort. It records in detail my years of research into soul power cultivation. While soul power is primarily enhanced through meditation and the circulation of one's own soul power, there are numerous other techniques and skills involved. For example, which soul power circulation routes are most effective in improving strength, and which environments are most suitable for cultivating different martial spirits, are all detailed in the book. I've been ill recently and unable to personally guide your cultivation, but you must not slack off for even a moment and must devote yourself to studying the contents of this book."

"Okay, teacher. I understand." Hearing this, Tang San responded immediately, and then quickly walked to the bookshelf. His eyes quickly swept across the rows of books, accurately located the target, and then carefully took down the thick book.

"Also, now that you have obtained your first soul ring, you can receive the soul master subsidy from the Spirit Hall. You should go to the Spirit Hall in Notting City immediately. Once there, you will first undergo a soul master appraisal. This will test your current soul power condition and also be considered as completing your formal registration with the Spirit Hall. In this way, you will be able to receive subsidies every month in the future and will no longer have to work as a part-time student." The master took a breath and continued to instruct in an orderly manner.

After hearing Master ask him to collect Spirit Hall's subsidy, Tang San suddenly felt disgusted. He gritted his teeth inwardly, clenched his fist unconsciously, and dug his nails deep into his palms. He said coldly: "Spirit Hall..."

However, after this strong disgust, Tang San changed his mind and thought, the Spirit Hall killed his mother, so it would be a waste not to take their money. They killed his mother and made him suffer so much, so taking a little money from them would be compensation to himself.

Listening to the master's last few words of advice, Tang San looked respectful on the surface and nodded slightly, but a barely perceptible impatience flashed in his eyes.

As soon as the master finished speaking, he immediately responded: "Teacher, don't worry, I have noted it all down." After that, he slowly took a few steps back, turned and walked towards the door.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Tang San seemed like a different person.

His eyes, which had been drooping, instantly lifted up, their expression becoming sharp and cold. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, outlining a mocking arc as he sneered, "Gangzi, if I didn't think you were still of some use, do you think I would bother with you?"

"In my previous life, I struggled all the way to cultivate and become a god, yet you have the nerve to go around proclaiming that you taught a god. This is simply ridiculous. Besides teaching me how to recognize soul beasts by running, what else did you teach me? Without me, Gangzi, could you become the Emperor's Teacher?"

"Yes, Gangzi, you won the MVP!"

"I bother!"

Coming out of the Master's Room, Tang San's face was full of disdain. At this moment, he just heard the bell for the end of get out of class. The class time at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was not long. After the lunch break, there was still half an hour's break before the cafeteria opened for lunch.

Pushing the dormitory door open, Tang San froze in shock. The room was empty and eerily quiet. He slowly glanced over the bed, finding everything just as he had left it. The small bundle quietly stood between him and Xiao Wu's bed.

"No one came back after class?"

Tang San frowned slightly, feeling uneasy in his heart. Inexplicably, the scenes of the nobles in his previous life who came to trouble the part-time students came to his mind like a tide.

When he thought of this, Tang San's heart suddenly tightened. Without thinking too much, he turned around and ran towards the playground. His steps were quick and powerful, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the ground, making a tapping sound. Soon he arrived at the playground of the academy.

As soon as he stepped into the academy playground, Tang San caught sight of the tense confrontation. Xiao Wu and the others were standing on both sides of the nobles, creating a tense atmosphere.

"Xiao Wu, don't be afraid, brother is here."

"Anyone who dares to bully my Xiao Wu will be punished with death!"

Seeing this, Tang San did not hesitate, straightened his back, and strode towards the crowd.

At that moment, their part-time students had already lost two games in a row. When Xiao Wu saw Tang San coming, her eyes lit up and she immediately shouted, "Xiao San, you play in the next game!"

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