Douluo Continent: This Tang San is different

Chapter 32 Half a month passed quickly

"That's all I wanted to say. I hope you can heed the advice of an ordinary student like me."

After saying that, Tang San politely added, "Well then, Xiao Wu and I will head into the academy first. We're quite busy, so see you next time, Master Yu."

Tang San was clearly very polite, but how could Yu Xiaogang not hear the teasing and sarcasm in the last sentence, "Master Yu"?

Even worse, Xiao Wu turned around and made a mocking face at him.

This time, Tang San did not stop him.

Watching Tang San and Xiao Wu walk into Notting Academy, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth: "Fine, two brats, daring to mock me! They're utterly ignorant!"

No matter how angry he was, Yu Xiaogang could only keep it to himself. If he went to Dean Notting and expelled the two geniuses because of this, he would probably become famous again.

"Just you wait!"

Yu Xiaogang is preparing to leave Notting College and go to stay with his former friend, Flander.

Over the years, although he had hidden himself here, he had corresponded with Flander and learned that his friend had established Shrek Academy, which only accepted monsters.

Then I'll go there myself.

According to Flander, there are three genius students in the academy: one is a prince of the Star Luo Empire, one is a lucky mutated spirit with the Evil Fire Phoenix spirit, and the other is a sausage spirit with innate full spirit power.

He couldn't accept the Star Luo Prince; the family competition in the Star Luo Empire was too fierce, and if things went wrong, he would also be implicated. The child with the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul had already been accepted as Flander's personal disciple, so he couldn't take him. Therefore, only that food-type Soul Master with the Sausage Martial Soul and innate full Soul Power remained.

This child is about seven or eight years old this year, only one or two years older than Tang San and Xiao Wu. He is perfect to become his personal disciple.

"Tang San, since you're going to become a support-type Soul Master, then I'll also train a support-type Soul Master, and even give his sausages powerful combat abilities!"

Yu Xiaogang understood that with Tang San's current talent, he would definitely participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament in the future. At that time, his personal disciple, a food-type Soul Master whose Martial Soul is a sausage, would be able to unleash powerful attack capabilities and would surely be able to slap Tang San and Xiao Wu in the face.

These two people really angered him.

Coupled with the humiliation he had suffered over the years, Tang San's provocation completely ignited his inner fire, which burned fiercely and could not be extinguished.

In short, I just got carried away for a moment...

So, Yu Xiaogang returned to his private courtyard, packed up his research materials, put them all into his storage soul tool, leaving nothing behind, and then went to the dean of Notting Academy to resign.

At the very least, since he's lived at this friend's place for so many years, he should at least say hello; he can't just leave without a word.

That's very impolite.

He still has a little bit of self-respect.

When Dean Notting saw that Yu Xiaogang was determined to leave, he said a few words to persuade him to stay, exchanged a few polite words, and then granted his wish and saw him off from the academy.

Nottingham Academy isn't solely decided by the dean; the attitudes of other teachers need to be considered. Moreover, Yu Xiaogang has been consistently unproductive over the years and has never given a single open class at the school, which is indeed somewhat unethical.

Now that he was leaving, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

And so, Yu Xiaogang left Nottingham City. Just as few people knew exactly when he arrived, few people knew exactly when he left.

When the teachers at Notting College learned of this, they simply sighed a few times and didn't say anything sarcastic. After all, the person was gone, and there was no point in saying anything more.

In the past, when they gossiped behind his back, they actually hoped that Yu Xiaogang could be ashamed and then improve, and at least become a Great Soul Master, so that he could teach the students in the academy and give a few lessons.

Who knew, they remained silent the whole time.

Now that they've left, they don't have much time to discuss anything anymore; at most, they'll chat for a bit after dinner.

After all, they each have their own work and lives, and don't have that much time to mock a guy who's almost fifty and still a Grand Soul Master...

the other side.

Tang San went to Mohen's office and asked for leave, hoping that he could arrange his own time for the next six years.

"Tang San, are you going to stay at Notting Academy for six years?" Mohen asked curiously. "It's not that the teachers want to get rid of you quickly, but they're afraid of wasting your talent. I estimate that you'll get your second spirit ring by the fourth year at the latest, and then we really won't be able to teach you anymore."

"Don't worry, Teacher Mo, I have a plan for my cultivation." Tang San was touched by Mohen's sense of responsibility, so he reassured Teacher Mohen that he didn't need to worry about him. "Moreover, I have also studied martial spirit cultivation, and I am preparing to publish my own views on martial spirit research in the Martial Spirit Newspaper."

"Oh? Tang San, you also study martial souls?" Mohen asked in surprise. "What kind of research?"

"It's a secret." Tang San kept it a secret. "You'll be able to see it when the 'Martial Soul Newspaper' is published."

"Alright, then your teacher looks forward to your article." Mohen patted Tang San's head. The more he looked at this child, the more he liked him. Although he was mature for his age, he also had the liveliness that should be present at this age, which was truly remarkable.

After leaving the office, Tang San went to the library to organize the content he wanted to publish.

Considering he is only six years old this year, some more advanced speculative theories absolutely cannot be released. Therefore, we can only pick out the trivial ones. After all, being one step ahead is genius, but being many steps ahead is madness.

Tang San felt that if he wanted to be a "madman," he should at least become a Title Douluo first.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed quietly.

Tang San's daily life was also regular. In addition to cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill, Purple Demon Eye, Mysterious Jade Hand, Crane Control and Dragon Capture, and Ghost Shadow Tracking, he would also climb trees to train his control over his soul power and try to see if he could integrate the weak spiritual power he had cultivated by cultivating the Purple Demon Eye with his own blood energy and soul power.

The rest of the time, aside from finding a blacksmith shop to forge iron, using the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique to temper his physique and comprehend the laws of vibration, he spent his time shuttling between the Spirit Hall's library and Notting Academy's library.

In addition, he occasionally chats with Wang Sheng and others.

After learning about Tang San's daily schedule, Wang Sheng realized just how hard Tang San worked—his days were packed full of activities, with almost no free time except for sleeping, eating, and going to the toilet.

Therefore, yearning to become a Soul Master, he also took the initiative to join Tang San's small group.

He also knew that his martial soul talent was inferior to that of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and others, and he couldn't stay there forever. Moreover, he was already in sixth grade and would graduate next year, so he needed to find a way out for himself.

However, being able to spend more time with Tang San would allow me to learn more useful things.

"Wang Sheng, you'll be graduating next year, right?" Tang San asked Wang Sheng about his graduation during the meal.

"Yes, Third Brother, my soul power has reached level nine. I estimate that I can break through to level ten before the New Year. In Notting Academy, my talent is considered quite good," Wang Sheng said.

Tang San understood this as well. For most commoner soul masters, it was already quite an achievement to cultivate their soul power to level ten by the age of twelve, obtain a soul ring, and become a soul master.

If one can become a Great Soul Master before the age of twelve, even if it is only level twenty-one, one is still a rare genius.

At least in this era of Douyi, that is the case.

"Alright, you've helped me a lot these past two weeks. Once you reach level ten, I'll take you hunting soul beasts and I'll pick out a hundred-year soul ring for you."

Tang San had seen Wang Sheng's efforts these days and had indeed helped him a lot, so taking him to hunt soul beasts was his way of repaying him.

"Thank you, Third Brother." Wang Sheng was extremely excited.

As a commoner, even though he had reached level ten, he was alone, powerless and without influence, and could not obtain a pass to enter the Soul Hunting Forest. He could only ask a teacher from the academy to guide him.

The academy's teachers will lead students to hunt soul beasts after they reach level ten, but the teachers will most likely only assign them a white ten-year soul ring.

But now that Tang San has actually agreed to find him a hundred-year-old soul beast, how could he not be happy?

Moreover, Tang San has done extensive research on spirit cultivation. He chose his first spirit ring himself, and its spirit skill, Endless Recovery, is extremely powerful. It looks like just a recovery-type support spirit skill, but he can use it to achieve an effect that even control-type spirit skills cannot match. It's simply amazing.

He will probably also help himself find a suitable spirit beast for his tiger spirit.

Yu Xiaogang has passed away.

Wang Sheng is online.

(End of this chapter)