Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's naivety, I tricked her into becoming my wife.

Yu Xiaogang examined it for a moment, then wiped his sweat. "It seems... it's connected backwards."

Pfft!

Tang San slid right off the chair and almost fainted on the spot!

Another flurry of activity ensued, with everything disassembled and reconnected.

This time it was finally straightened. Yu Xiaogang used two wooden sticks as splints and tore a bed sheet and wrapped it around the splint haphazardly a few times.

After treating his left leg, Tang San was soaked in sweat, his face was pale, and his lips were trembling.

"Alright," Yu Xiaogang said, panting, a hint of relief on his face. "Fortunately, your teacher is here."

Tang San forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, saying "Thank you, teacher" while inwardly cursing Yu Xiaogang's ancestors for eighteen generations.

waste!

Fart Master!

How can someone who can't even do bone setting have the nerve to call themselves a master?

Ye Hua's sarcastic remark involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

A master who gets exhausted just from farting, and can only make three moves a day~

At the time, he thought Ye Hua was being too arrogant, but now he thinks Ye Hua was being too polite!

This is hardly the work of a master.

This is clearly a talking pig!

But Tang San dared not say it.

They didn't dare utter a single word.

Even if Yu Xiaogang is useless, he is still Yu Xiaogang's only support right now.

Without Yu Xiaogang, he wouldn't even have a way to acquire a spirit ring, let alone the resources for subsequent cultivation.

Tolerate!

We have to endure it!

When he grows up, he will make up for today's humiliation, one by one!

But now...

"Teacher," Tang San composed himself, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice trembling with tears, "that Ye Hua has gone too far!"

Yu Xiaogang frowned.

"You don't know, he was a good-for-nothing in Holy Soul Village. He had a wooden stick martial spirit and only level three soul power. Everyone in the village knew that."

"But I don't know what underhanded methods they used, they actually disguised themselves as having innate full soul power and even created a Panlong Staff martial soul!"

"Teacher, think about it, how can a person's martial spirit change so easily? How can their soul power increase so easily? There must be some unspeakable secret behind this!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed slightly.

He considered one possibility: an evil spirit master!

These three words are taboo everywhere!

"I originally intended to expose his true colors to his face and restore peace to the academy. Who knew that his clever words and flattery would backfire and cause me such harm!"

Tang San raised his right arm, which was wrapped in a splint, and pointed to his left leg, which was dangling in the air, crying out, "Teacher, look how ruthless he is! He's trying to cripple his disciple!"

"He didn't just cripple my disciple's hands and feet, he crippled your life's work!"

Yu Xiaogang's cheeks twitched violently.

It feels like I've only been your teacher for a day...

But it must be said that Tang San's words hit his weak spot perfectly.

Tang San possesses innate full soul power, a rare talent even in a century. According to his speculation, he might even have dual martial souls!

This is the best example for him to verify the theory of the ten core competencies, and his only hope to return to the world of Soul Masters and prove himself.

Destroying Tang San would ruin Yu Xiaogang's chances of a comeback.

If we say we'll wait any longer, we'll wait until his bones turn to ash, and we still won't get another sample!

No, we must properly suppress Ye Hua's arrogance!

“Don’t worry, Xiao San,” Yu Xiaogang stood up, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, “I will help you vent your anger.”

Tang San's eyes lit up.

"Have you forgotten? All students who reach the level of Quasi-Soul Master can apply to the academy for help in hunting Soul Rings."

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

How could he forget that!

Although Yu Xiaogang was physically useless, he held the title of guest elder at Notting Academy, making it easy for him to block Ye Hua's application for a soul ring!

"The day after tomorrow, I will take you to the Soul Hunting Forest," Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin. "The most suitable first soul ring for your Blue Silver Grass martial soul is a plant-type soul beast."

"We'll find the most suitable one in the Soul Hunter Forest then."

"As for that Ye Hua..." Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed coldly, "His application for Soul Hunting is always in the process of being approved."

"Without the support of the academy teachers, can a child like him go to the Soul Hunting Forest on his own? Even if he went, could he handle a hundred-year-old soul beast by himself?"

Tang San became more and more excited as he listened, even forgetting the pain of his broken bones.

Wonderful!

That's great!

Ye Hua, weren't you arrogant? Weren't you supposed to be a good fighter?

Without spirit rings, you're just a useless piece of trash stuck at level ten forever!

No matter how high your soul power is, without the support of soul skills, what can you use to fight me, Tang San?

Once Tang San fuses with a spirit ring, his strength will undoubtedly be incomparably formidable.

At that time, he will personally repay the humiliation that Ye Hua inflicted on him tenfold!

Break his arms and legs, make him kneel before you, and kowtow until his forehead bleeds!

As long as Ye Hua suffers a setback, Xiao Wu will no longer linger by his side and will completely ignore him!

At this moment, Tang San was unaware that Xiao Wu would be living with Ye Hua starting tonight; otherwise, he would have been so angry that he would have bled!

"Teacher!" Tang San struggled to kneel on one knee. "I will never forget your great kindness! When I achieve success, I will repay you a thousandfold!"

Yu Xiaogang reached out and helped Tang San up, a look of relief on his face.

"Good disciple, I believe in you!"

"I will help you lay a solid foundation for your first spirit ring!"

......

The next day, early morning.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, first-year classroom.

Ye Hua sat by the window, and Xiao Wu sat next to him.

Wang Sheng and several other work-study students sat around Ye Hua, forming a small circle around him.

Tang San has arrived as well.

With his right arm in a sling, his left leg in a splint, and using a wooden crutch for support, he limped into the classroom.

His face was still pale, but the gloom in his eyes from yesterday was gone, replaced by an indescribable calm.

He even smiled at Ye Hua, then quietly sat down in the last row, opened his textbook, and looked like a good student listening attentively.

Ye Hua raised an eyebrow.

No, it's not right at all! It's definitely not right at all!

Given Tang San's personality, after suffering such a great loss, it's impossible for him not to retaliate!

Not causing trouble in class, not picking fights during breaks, and even deliberately avoiding eye contact – this is completely unlike Tang San's style!

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

"Brother Ye Hua." Wang Sheng took advantage of the teacher turning around to write on the blackboard and crouched down to Ye Hua's side. "This morning I passed by the Master's office and heard him talking to Director Su."

"Master said that Tang San's application for Soul Hunting will be approved the day after tomorrow, and the teacher leading the team is Master himself."

"But he specifically said that your identity was questionable, your materials were incomplete and needed to be supplemented, and you did not meet the requirements for the Soul Hunter application at the moment. He rejected everything Director Su said."

"Brother Ye Hua, is Tang San perhaps planning to team up with Grandmaster, play the submissive role first, and then seek revenge?"

Chapter 12 Tracking, A Thousand Faces

Ye Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

A bottleneck?