Before Yu Xiao Gang could speak, Tang San took the initiative to release his Martial Soul, with three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, circling his feet.
The third purple spirit ring's color was now quite pure, noticeably different from the pale purple of a newly-acquired thousand-year ring.
With a gentle wave of his hand, two strands of Blue Silver Grass shot out, swiftly entangling a large tree in the distance.
Then, he lowered his stance into a horse step, bringing his waist and legs together. With force, he pulled his arms and the Blue Silver Grass, covered in black and pink patterns, snapped in two.
"Teacher, this soul skill is called Entangling. It has a powerful control effect, making the target unable to move.
It's a skill I've always dreamed of, and it was Nangong Lingyun's signature technique back then.
The skill itself isn't the problem, it's the Martial Soul. The Blue Silver Grass has become even more fragile than before."
Tang San's voice was filled with bitterness. This time, he wasn't feigning it. Instead, he was forcefully suppressing the pain in his heart, barely managing to keep from crying.
That was Entangling!
Even Nangong Lingyun, with a Title Douluo protecting him, had resolutely chosen that skill.
And those strong individuals who appeared in the final stage of Flying Immortal City... As peerless geniuses capable of passing the Flying Immortal Trials, their skill sets all included Entangling, even serving as a core tactical element.
He had exhausted his heart and mind, anticipating, envying, longing for, and pursuing it for a full six years. Finally, he obtained Entangling, only to be unable to unleash its full power because his Martial Soul was crippled.
This blow to him was beyond anyone's imagination, including Nangong Lingyun's.
He often had nightmares in the middle of the night, waking up drenched in sweat, almost wanting to slap himself senseless every time.
All of this was because of the hypocritical, selfish, and sanctimonious person in front of him.
Seeing his disciple effortlessly snap the powerful soul skill with just physical strength, Yu Xiao Gang's face once again showed a look of astonishment, filled not only with surprise, but also with deep alarm and terror.
He had been expelled from his family, chased away by the Spirit Hall, and subjected to insults, disdain, and ridicule from countless people, forced to hide in a small place like Notting City, barely scraping by.
God knows how stifled he felt when the legitimate descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the son of a Super Douluo, and the ex-boyfriend of the Spirit Hall's Pope, was being whispered about behind his back by a group of commoner brats who didn't even have a single soul ring.
He didn't want to endure this kind of frustration for even a single day, no matter what.
And Tang San was almost his only hope of turning things around. If this disciple were crippled, then the possibility of him making a triumphant return, stunning everyone and dropping their jaws, would be completely shattered.
"Impossible, this is impossible! I am the recognized master of Martial Soul theory in the soul master world."
"The development direction of your Martial Soul was the optimal solution and the strongest route I meticulously deduced after personally studying countless data."
"Xiao San, you must be lying to me, just joking with your teacher, right?"
Under the immense shock and fear, Yu Xiao Gang couldn't help but tremble,
finally grabbing Tang San's shoulders tightly, his eyes filled with longing.
He hoped this was all a joke, that perhaps in the next moment, his disciple would tell him,
that the Blue Silver Grass, under his, the master's, guidance, had developed into an incredibly powerful Martial Soul, even surpassing many top-tier ones.
Then, old friends, Dai Mubai, a member of the royal family, Oscar, a genius with full innate spirit power, would all cast admiring glances at him, begging for his guidance in cultivation.
Even though this hope was very slim, Yu Xiao Gang still held onto it,
much like how everyone knew the master was practically a joke, but he still insisted on calling himself that, and eventually, he actually tricked a genius with twin Martial Souls and full innate spirit power into becoming his disciple.
However, facing his teacher's earnest expectations, Tang San shook his head firmly.
"Teacher, as I said earlier, Dad, Headmaster Flender, and Vice-Headmaster Zhao Wuji already know. They even helped test and reach this conclusion back then.
My Martial Soul is truly and utterly useless.
Even a truly low-level Martial Soul, after the enhancement and development of three consecutive Spirit Rings, would be far stronger than my current Blue Silver Grass."
Yu Xiao Gang slowly turned around, looking at his old friend.
Flender's expression had darkened to an alarming degree, but he still nodded slightly. If any other student dared to challenge him, he would have suppressed them long before things reached this point.
But Tang San... the Clear Sky Douluo was truly someone he couldn't afford to offend.
And this nod from the Four-Eyed Cat Owl sent Gangzi's heart plummeting into the abyss.
His mind buzzed, and all the surrounding sounds vanished. He felt dizzy.
After several seconds, he forcibly struggled to say, "It's the Martial Soul's problem. It must be the Martial Soul itself. Blue Silver Grass is originally a useless Martial Soul. Even the Martial Soul Hall's awakening personnel said so. The fact that it can be this strong is already the result of my careful research. And, Xiao San, you should know that you're different from others. As long as you start cultivating that… everything will be fine."
Yu Xiao Gang's shamelessness deeply shocked Tang San.
San stared wide-eyed, mouth half-open in astonishment, as if he was meeting his teacher for the first time.
But immediately, a surge of furious anger erupted from his heart. He didn't expect that even now, this waste still wanted to deceive him.
Tang San roared, "The Blue Silver Emperor is not a useless Martial Soul!"
"What did you say?"
"Teacher, do you know my father?"
"Yes, I do. Why?"
"Then you should know that my mother's Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, the king of all Blue Silver Grass.
It's a top-tier Martial Soul with dual properties of life and plant, not just ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
My father told me personally that my mother awakened her innate domain at level fifty.
Although it's a support-type Martial Soul, her control abilities are not at all weaker than those of control-type Soul Masters with other top-tier Martial Souls."
Tang San practically roared those words, The fury in his voice, and the finally unrestrained ferocity on his face, startled everyone present.
If he hadn't possessed a final shred of rationality, If he hadn't been struck by the world so many times, making him far more mature, strong, and clear-headed than in the original story,
He probably would have unleashed his eighteen hidden weapons by now.
But even without taking action, Yu Xiao Gang was still frightened by the killing intent in his disciple's eyes, collapsing onto the ground with a stiff body and a loss of expression.
Flender hurriedly stepped forward to separate the two, while Dai Mubai and Oscar also rushed to comfort Tang San.
After a few minutes, Yu Xiao Gang really didn't want to give up on this disciple, and he coaxed, "Xiao San, don't be anxious. Since you already know your Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, then starting from the fourth spirit ring, just choose a Life-type one, right? The first three spirit rings combined are less than five thousand years old, so the impact shouldn't be too great.
The fourth spirit ring is five thousand years, the fifth is twelve thousand years, the sixth is twenty thousand, the seventh is fifty thousand, the eighth is under a hundred thousand years, and the ninth is over a hundred thousand years.
Adding them up, it's a total of over three hundred thousand years. If it exceeds the limit, it will be even higher. Isn't it easy to offset the insignificant five thousand year wrong spirit ring?"
That statement made even Flender, his teammate, struggle to contain himself.
He stood there, stunned, unsure how to react.
The development of a Martial Soul was somewhat like building a pyramid upside down; all subsequent spirit rings were built upon the foundation of the previous ones.
Even though the first three rings had low years, weak boosts, and useless skills, they were the solid foundation.
Dai Mubai lowered his head, biting down hard to stop himself from laughing.
Yu Xiao Gang's words were essentially saying, "If you're full after the fourth bowl of rice, why not just eat the last bowl directly?"
Tang San, on the other hand, clenched his fists, trembling uncontrollably.
He couldn't hold it in anymore; he was truly on the verge of losing it. He desperately wanted to kill that son of a bitch and make him suffer the most brutal punishments imaginable.
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Tang San roared, "The Blue Silver Emperor is not a useless Martial Soul!"
"What did you say?"
"Teacher, do you know my father?"
"Yes, I do. Why?"
"Then you should know that my mother's Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, the king of all Blue Silver Grass.
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