Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's youthful innocence, 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 being disassembled and reconnected.

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

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

"Alright," Yu Xiaogang said, panting, a hint of relief on his face. "Thank goodness your teacher was here."

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

Trash!

Fart Master!

He can't even do bone setting, yet he has the nerve to call himself 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 going too far, 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 a good-for-nothing, he is still his only support at the moment.

Without Yu Xiaogang, he wouldn't even have a way to hunt for soul rings, let alone subsequent cultivation resources.

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 when he was 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 faked it as having innate full soul power and even created a Coiled Dragon 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 thought of 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 splints, and pointed to his left leg, which was dangling in the air, crying out, "Teacher, look how ruthless he is! He's going to cripple his disciple!"

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

Yu Xiaogang's cheeks twitched wildly.

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

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

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 ten core competitiveness theories, and his only hope to return to the world of Soul Masters and prove himself.

Destroying Tang San would mean destroying Yu Xiaogang's path to a comeback.

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

No, we must properly suppress Ye Hua's arrogant attitude!

"Don't worry, little mistress," Yu Xiaogang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the window, "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 a useless person in terms of strength, he held the title of guest elder at Notting Academy, and it was easy for him to block the approval of Ye Hua's quota for hunting soul rings!

"The day after tomorrow, your teacher 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 Hunting Forest then."

"As for Ye Hua..." Yu Xiaogang's eyes flashed coldly, "His application for Soul Hunting is always under review."

"Without the support of the academy's teachers, can he, a mere child, go to the Soul Hunting Forest on his own? Even if he did go, could he possibly defeat 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 a soul ring, you're just a useless person stuck at level 10 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 his soul rings, 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 is defeated, Xiao Wu will no longer linger around him 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 bled!

"Master!" 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, your master believes in you!"

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

......

The next day, early morning.

Noding 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 also arrived.

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

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

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, he couldn't possibly let such a huge loss go unpunished!

He doesn't cause trouble in class, doesn't pick fights during breaks, and even deliberately avoids eye contact—this is completely unlike Tang San's style!

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!

"Brother Ye Hua." Wang Sheng crouched down and approached Ye Hua while the teacher turned to write on the blackboard. "This morning I passed by the Master's office and heard him talking to Director Su."

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

“But he specifically said that my identity was questionable and my materials were incomplete and needed to be supplemented, so I 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 the Grandmaster, play the fool first, and then seek revenge?"

Chapter 12 Tracking, A Thousand Faces

Ye Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

A bottleneck?

To bide one's time and conceal one's talents?

That's really shady!

He truly deserves to be called a master; within his own minimal rights, he makes things difficult for others to the greatest extent possible!

But it doesn't matter, the cheater doesn't care.

He already had a soul ring, a thousand-year-old one!

But this matter cannot be left unresolved!

"Tang San, Tang San, I thought you'd changed your ways, but it turns out you're still full of wicked schemes!"

"You think I don't have a soul ring, so you want to get one first and come back to cause me trouble?"

"Hmph, then you'd better pray that the soul ring you obtained is flawless!"

Ye Hua raised his eyes and cast his gaze toward the Soul Hunting Forest at the end of the view outside the window.

Yu Xiaogang is taking Tang San to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt a 400-year-old Mandala Serpent. They will depart the day after tomorrow.

The four-hundred-year-old Mandragora Serpent is indeed a good thing. It is highly venomous, fast, and has an amazing coiling power. It is also extremely compatible with the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

If Tang San obtains it, the power of his first soul skill will far surpass that of other soul masters of the same level.

But if...

Did someone else beat them to it?

Ye Hua withdrew his gaze, picked up his pen, drew a crooked little snake in the blank space of the textbook, and then put an X on the snake's head.

You block my application, I'll intercept yours.

fair enough.

When the bell rang, Tang San, leaning on his wooden crutch, passed by Ye Hua.

He paused for a moment, his eyes inadvertently glancing at Ye Hua.

Ye Hua, enjoy your last moments of peace!

Once I obtain the Soul Ring, I'll do whatever I want with you!

You're not happy? Then you'll have to take it!

In this world, the strong reign supreme, and the winner takes all!

And those wretched calves like Wang Sheng, once I obtain the soul ring, I will repay you a hundredfold for the contempt you showed me in the past!

Disciples of the Tang Clan must not be insulted!

Ye Hua raised his eyes and met Tang San's eyes, which were filled with suppressed smugness.

For some reason, after Tang San and Ye Hua locked eyes, his heart suddenly started pounding, and his right eyelid started bouncing restlessly.

Tang San swallowed hard, afraid that his little scheme would be discovered by the other party, and also afraid of being beaten up again, so he quickly looked away and slunk away towards the master's office.

"Brother," Xiao Wu sniffed, "that Tang San is probably plotting something again. You'd better watch out!"