Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Ice and Snow Maiden, Calls Snow Empress "Mom"

Chapter 37 Yu Xiaogang, panting heavily

However, Tang San was, after all, a meticulous person.

He carefully considered Yu Xiao's long speech.

"If this person wasn't exaggerating, and he really did publish something called 'The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls'..."

His masterpiece, truly as erudite as he himself claimed—”

Tang San secretly pondered, "His mastery of martial spirit theory must be terrifying! As a newcomer, if I want to gain a deeper understanding of this world's cultivation system, becoming an apprentice of such a martial spirit master is indeed an excellent choice."

Moreover, the concept of "a teacher for a day is a father for life" was deeply ingrained in Tang San's mind.

He doesn't rule out finding a powerful backer.

Just as Tang San was weighing the pros and cons and had made up his mind, preparing to kneel down and perform the grand ceremony of becoming a disciple.

A sudden, abrupt, and undisguisedly mocking laugh rang out from the side.

"Oh----"

Xue Bingchen, arms crossed, glanced down at Yu Xiaogang with a mocking tone: "Oh? You say you're a Martial Soul Master? But how come I sense—the soul power fluctuations within you are only level twenty-nine?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale!

Xue Bingchen showed no sign of stopping. His words were like daggers, each one a resounding slap across Yu Xiaogang's face.

"Judging by your age, you must be at least fifty, right? You've lived half your life, yet you only have a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master cultivation. Is this what you call 'there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters'?"

"You yourself are a piece of trash who's barely level 30 but has already broken through to fifty. How dare you think you can take a genius with innate full soul power as your disciple? Aren't you just misleading others?!"

Yu Xiaogang was hit where it hurt, his body trembled violently, and he pointed at Xue Bingchen, shaking with anger: "You—you're talking nonsense! My martial soul has mutated—"

"Shut up!"

Xue Bingchen interrupted him without hesitation, and then dropped an even bigger bombshell!

"And what about that 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul' that you were just bragging about—"

Xue Bingchen's lips curled into a mocking sneer, her gaze piercing Yu Xiaogang like a knife: "If I remember correctly, those theories are clearly the precious experiences summarized by the predecessors of the Spirit Hall and countless high-level Soul Masters with their blood and lives, right?"

"You've nothing but taken advantage of your time loafing around in the Spirit Hall's library, piecing together the wisdom of our predecessors, slightly altering it, and then shamelessly putting your own name on it to swindle and deceive people everywhere!"

"How did you, a level 29 piece of trash who hasn't even personally absorbed a thousand-year soul ring, arrive at the limit for a Soul Master to absorb a thousand-year soul ring? Did you dream it up?!"

boom!!!

Xue Bingchen's words struck Tang San's mind like a bolt from the blue!

Tang San's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with shock.

He instinctively gasped and took several steps back, instantly widening the distance between himself and Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San was a member of the Tang Clan in his previous life. What does the Tang Clan hate the most?

Aside from betrayal, he's a thief who steals martial arts skills and deceives the world for fame!

Tang San stared coldly at Yu Xiaogang, whose face had turned a deep purplish-red, and a murderous intent arose in his heart.

"So—the person before me is actually a fraudulent academic thief! A fifty-year-old good-for-nothing who can't even break through to level thirty!"

"He saw that I was young and didn't understand the outside world, so he came here pretending to be a master, trying to trick me into becoming his disciple?"

"If I really become his disciple, wouldn't I become a laughingstock in the entire Soul Master world?!"

Thinking of this, Tang San's right hand, hidden in his sleeve, had already silently engaged the mechanism of the silent sleeve arrow.

"This person is utterly hypocritical and wants to ruin my future—"

A chilling killing intent flashed in Tang San's eyes as he mentally sentenced Yu Xiaogang to death.

"A path to certain death has already been chosen!"

Martial Soul Flaw!

Never be able to break through level 30 in your lifetime!

These few words were like a rusty, blunt knife, stabbing hard into Yu Xiaogang's heart and stirring wildly inside!

This is the deepest pain in Yu Xiaogang's life, the most untouchable sore spot in his heart!

Now, this bloody scar has been ruthlessly exposed in public by a white-haired young man of unknown origin!

"boom!"

An indescribable surge of shame and rage rushed to the top of his head, and Yu Xiaogang's face, which was already flushed with anger, instantly turned liver-colored.

His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his chest heaved violently, and heavy breathing came out of his nostrils, making him look like a wild boar that had been cornered and was panting heavily.

But when he turned around, hoping to find some comfort, he saw a scene that made him even more devastated.

Tang San, whom he cherished and considered his "chosen disciple" bestowed upon him by the heavens, was now looking at him with an extremely wary gaze, even carrying a hint of disdain and murderous intent. He also took several steps back without hesitation, completely widening the distance between the two!

This action, as if avoiding a plague, completely ignited the last fuse of Yu Xiaogang's rationality!

"Insolence! You audacious madman!"

Yu Xiaogang was enraged to the extreme, and he broke down in a roar, his voice so sharp it was almost cracking: "Who do you think you are?! Do you even know who I am?!"

He suddenly puffed out his chest, trying to intimidate the arrogant young man before him with his past glory, and roared, "I am one of the 'Golden Iron Triangle' who once shook the entire Douluo Continent! The Corner of Wisdom, Yu Xiaogang!"

"What you just said is utter nonsense! Do you know how much damage your ignorance and arrogance have caused to a great scholar who has dedicated his life to the research of martial spirit theory?!"

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Xue Bingchen's nose, his finger trembling violently: "I see you're not very old, yet you act so arrogantly and domineeringly. You truly have no respect whatsoever for the seniors of the Soul Master world, or for the world-renowned Golden Iron Triangle!"

This series of furious roars, like a machine gun, echoed at the gates of Notting College.

To be honest, Yu Xiaogang's hoarse and righteous appearance actually intimidated the naive Tang San.

"The Golden Trio? Famous Across the Continent?"

Tang San raised his tightly furrowed brows slightly, and loosened his fingers a little from the mechanism of the sleeve arrow.