Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Yellow Spring, Mei and Thunder General

Chapter 6 Yu Xiaogang, your theory is flawed.

Dormitory 7 is also a mixed-age dormitory, where all work-study students live regardless of their grade.

This is a spacious room, nearly 300 square meters in size, with a total of 50 beds.

There were only beds, and only eleven of them had bedding. At that moment, seven or eight children aged between eight and twelve were making a ruckus inside.

“This place is so big…”

There were more than fifty beds, but at that time only a dozen or so people lived there.

It does indeed appear quite spacious.

"Who...who are you people?!"

Upon seeing the group enter, the children inside the house immediately became alert.

Because judging from the appearances of Yomi, Raiden General, and Raiden Mei, they don't look like ordinary people.

Could it be that those nobles couldn't beat them one-on-one, so they brought in outsiders to teach them a lesson?
When Tang San saw these poor children, he immediately saw a reflection of himself in them, and a kind smile appeared on his face. "Hello, we are work-study students from Holy Soul Village."

"You're work-study students? Then what's the deal with those three?"

The boy in the lead was quite burly, two heads taller than Tang San, and was clearly the leader of the group.

He narrowed his gaze and looked at the three women.

"I'm Xiaokong's older sister, and in the future... I'll be the chef at this school. Hello, kids! These are some snacks I made. How do you like them?"

Mei smiled like a spring breeze, opened her palm, and several pastries wrapped in oil paper appeared in her hand.

The children were touched by Mei's smile and immediately realized that someone as gentle as her could not possibly be one of those high-ranking nobles.

"Hello, sister, my name is Wang Sheng! My martial spirit is the War Tiger, and I'm a future War Spirit Master."

Wang Sheng was very shy. Smelling the delicious aroma, he licked his lips and couldn't resist taking a pastry from Mei's hand.

"Thank you sister."

The other children had never seen such a delicious treat before, and they were all captivated, sweetly calling her "sister."

Mei looked at them with a smile, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Seeing that the child was enjoying the food, she took out another bag of desserts and placed it on the table in the middle.

The starry sky joined them, chatting and laughing with them.

As for Tang San, he looked at him with disdain.

He doesn't want to hang out with these little brats.

As they ate, Lei Yingdian and Huang Quan were also drawn to the desserts and ended up sitting at the same table as the children.

However, this actually made the children less afraid of the two stern-faced older sisters.

How bad can it be if someone likes sweets?
"Which of you is named Tang San?"

Just then, a person dressed as a teacher suddenly arrived at Dormitory 7.

Upon hearing this, Tang San quickly raised his hand and said, "Teacher, I am Tang San."

"You're Tang San?" The teacher frowned, but only glanced at Tang San once more before saying:
"Tang San, someone is looking for you. You should go to the school square quickly."

Tang San's eyes narrowed. Looking for him?
He's just an ordinary work-study student, why would he want to talk to me?
Suddenly, he remembered the surprised expression on Su Yuntao's face when he awakened his innate full soul power.

No matter what, his soul power is an extremely rare innate full soul power.

Once his data is submitted, it will definitely attract the attention of the school's higher-ups.

Someone who can get a teacher to come down and relay a message must have a certain level of influence in this school!
Hiss... Could it be that his opportunity has arrived?

Tang San was excited, but his expression remained calm. He nodded and said:

"Okay, teacher, I'll go right away."

He straightened his clothes to make himself look less impoverished.

Who else in this school could be interested in Tang San's Blue Silver Grass besides Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang?
As for Yu Xiaogang, in the original work, he greatly misled Tang San and even took Tang San to hunt hundred-year-old soul beasts, almost causing them to perish in the Soul Hunting Forest.

In this life, Tang San did not receive Tang Hao's attention.

Within three months of awakening his martial soul, he neither learned blacksmithing from Tang Hao nor created any hidden weapons.

If Yu Xiaogang were to take Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest again, encountering the Mandragora Serpent would most likely result in death.

Xingkong followed, since he had nothing better to do.

I want to see Yu Xiaogang's buzz cut.

Upon arriving at the square, they saw a man of medium build, slightly thin, standing with his back to them at the height of the steps.

"Tang San, you've arrived."

As he spoke, he turned his head.

Only then could one see what he looked like.

Yu Xiaogang was about forty or fifty years old, with a buzz cut and an ordinary appearance. He had his hands behind his back, but he possessed a special aura. His eyes held a hint of laziness and decadence as they opened and closed. "Hello, teacher, I am Tang San."

"Teacher? I'm not a teacher at the academy." Yu Xiaogang glanced down at Tang San and said calmly.

"Not a teacher? Then you must be the principal or a leader of the academy." Tang San was filled with anticipation, and even his way of addressing Yu Xiaogang became more respectful.

If I am noticed by my boss, I will definitely rise to great heights and achieve great success in the future!
Yu Xiaogang chuckled and said, "You're quite clever for a six-year-old. But you're still wrong."

Tang San asked in confusion, "And who are you?"

Yu Xiaogang shook his head and said dejectedly:
"I'm just a guest here who's freeloading. You can call me Master, just like everyone else. That's what everyone calls me. I've even forgotten my own name."

Tang San, you must understand that "Grandmaster" and "Teacher" have vastly different meanings. Don't call them that in the future. Unless…

He paused, but his eyes gleamed with a burning light. "Unless you're really willing to let me be your teacher."

It turns out that Yu Xiaogang was patiently guiding Tang San right here.

He had already guessed that Tang San must have twin martial souls. Only the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall was qualified to take such a talented disciple as his student.

Even if he guessed wrong, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul, with its innate full soul power, could absorb a soul ring.

By simply fooling Tang San, he could get Tang San to absorb a spirit ring from a beast-type spirit beast, thus proving his theory!
Then, in order to let Tang San know his power, he went on and on about a lot of theories, leaving Tang San completely bewildered.

The revelation of Tang San's twin martial souls made Tang San's heart tighten even more.

However, the starry sky around him was filled with three martial spirits, each of which was a person capable of moving freely...

He felt that his twin martial souls were far inferior.

So what if people find out?

However, after listening to Yu Xiaogang's debate, Tang San also felt that Yu Xiaogang was a remarkable person.

His mother was not at home, and his father did not love him.

He really hopes to find someone with strong abilities and a powerful background to become his backer.

Yu Xiaogang's situation is very much like that of a great man living in seclusion in the city.

If you encounter it, you can't miss it.

So he quickly took a step back to increase the distance between himself and Yu Xiaogang, and then knelt down on both knees and respectfully kowtowed three times to Yu Xiaogang.

"Teacher," Tang San said respectfully, "please accept me as your disciple."

Yu Xiaogang smiled with satisfaction and excitement, and bent down to help Tang San up:
"Silly boy, why do you kowtow when you become a disciple? Don't you know that's a custom only for kings and parents? A simple bow is enough."

“A teacher for a day is a father for life. You should accept my homage.”

No, Tang San acted way too fast.

The act of kneeling down to formally become a disciple was completed in one smooth motion.

"Your name is Xingkong, right? I've seen your information. You and Xiaosan come from the same village. That's rare. It's rare for two Soul Masters with Soul Power to come from the same village."

"I'm very interested in your martial spirit, lightning. May I take a look?"

Yu Xiaogang was born in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan and had seen many martial souls with lightning attributes.

However, he rarely sees martial souls that are only based on lightning elements.

Starry Sky shook its head and said:
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I can't show you my martial spirit."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

After all, in his eyes, Yu Xiaogang was a god-like figure at this moment.

Just by looking at a single martial soul certificate, one can tell that he has twin martial souls.

If Yu Xiaogang were to examine Xingkong's martial spirit, he would surely be able to discern Xingkong's three-life martial spirit.

At that point, his standing in Yu Xiaogang's heart will be greatly diminished.

This is not what Tang San wanted to see.

"However, uncle, there is something I would like to ask you."

The starry sky raised its head, looking puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang straightened his back again and nodded with feigned profundity, saying:
"Ask away, there's nothing in this world that I don't know."

Upon hearing this, Tang San straightened his back, feeling very proud.

This is my teacher!
"Uncle, I'd like to know, from ancient times to the present, has there ever been a Title Douluo whose martial soul was a hoe used for tilling the land, a spatula used for cooking, or roadside weeds?"

Yu Xiaogang looked calmly at the starry sky and said:

"The martial souls you mentioned are the same as the Blue Silver Grass martial soul I investigated before. The probability of having soul power with this kind of martial soul is less than three percent. And even among those few who have soul power, none of them can exceed level one. Such martial souls have limited abilities, and their ultimate limit is almost always level twenty-nine. Want to become a Title Douluo... don't even think about it."

"Is that so? So, it means that no matter how hard someone has a martial soul like weeds or farm tools, it's useless? But, uncle, this doesn't seem to be the same as what you said. Didn't you always say that there are no useless martial souls, only useless people?"

"Isn't a martial soul without soul power just a useless martial soul? Even if it has soul power, its upper limit is only twenty or thirty levels. Compared to those martial souls with powerful bloodlines, it's still a useless martial soul!"

(End of this chapter)