Chapter 28:Taking Yu Xiaogang as an Apprentice, Dominating the Dormitory!
These theories aren't complicated, but few people think about them carefully.
Everyone knows the higher the level, the stronger, but where exactly does the strength come from? Everyone says it's soul power.
Tang Chen's careful analysis revealed the specific reason why level increases soul skills.
But there are too many factors affecting combat power; soul rings and soul power are only one aspect.
One could never fully understand them in a lifetime.
"Although I'm very grateful, I still have one more chance to attack."
"Next is a poison gas attack that will make you sleep for a day!"
"Second soul skill: Farting like smoke, hypnotizing and putting Luo Sanpao to sleep!"
Yu Xiaogang reminded him beforehand so that he wouldn't seem like he was bullying the weak.
"Alright, alright, come on!"
Tang Chen was completely indifferent; this time, he didn't even bother using his soul power.
A spiral mask appeared in his hand; this was standard equipment from the Akatsuki organization.
It could protect against poison and detection, and even had decent defensive capabilities.
This time, Luo Sanpao didn't use a gas blast attack, but instead sprayed purple mist from his anus.
In an instant, Tang Chen was completely engulfed.
"As expected, just a child,"
Yu Xiaogang smiled confidently. Even after revealing his abilities, he still stood there without dodging.
He himself was obsessed, going up against a child.
"There's no point in watching. Master's hypnotic gas is very powerful."
"No non-defense type Soul Master of the same level can withstand it."
"Prepare for treatment; we can't let such a genius suffer any aftereffects."
The spectators sighed, realizing they had been reminded.
Underestimating the enemy in battle often comes at a heavy price.
"Dean of Academic Affairs, announce the result of the match."
"Yes, Master..."
The Dean of Academic Affairs was a beat slow, about to announce Yu Xiaogang's victory, when Tang San interrupted.
"Wait a minute, how could this kind of poison defeat my brother!"
"Wait until the smoke clears before announcing!"
Tang San observed for a long time. Although he knew nothing about Soul Masters,
he was confident in his ability to use poison, having cultivated in the Tang Sect for over thirty years in his previous life.
He could easily neutralize this level of hypnotic gas.
His Xuan Tian Gong, as a legitimate Taoist cultivation method, possessed resistance and endurance far exceeding that of ordinary Soul Masters.
"As expected, Little Sanzi understands me best!"
Before Tang San could finish speaking, Tang Chen walked out of the purple mist with a faint smile.
With a flick of his finger, the hypnotic mist was blown high into the sky by a whirlwind.
"Um, Master, are you admitting defeat?"
The dean of studies was a little embarrassed. This master could only fire three shots before giving up.
There was no need to stubbornly persist.
"Damn it!"
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened. He was, after all, one of the Golden Iron Triangle.
If he were bullied by a child today, he would never be able to face anyone again. Looking at Tang Chen's appearance and recalling the introduction on the Spirit Hall certificate, he chose to continue.
Since his face was already gone, he might as well go all the way.
"No, my soul power level is high. Even without soul skills, Luo Sanpao still has fighting power!"
"Luo Sanpao, go!"
Yu Xiaogang closed his eyes and ordered Luo Sanpao to attack his main body.
Martial souls don't have any special thoughts; since the master commands, they go.
However, five minutes later, Yu Xiaogang painfully squatted on the ground.
Watching Tang Chen and Tang San play football, the ball at their feet was Luo Sanpao.
"Tang Chen, give me back Sanpao, okay?"
Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to admit defeat helplessly. He didn't dare to take back his martial soul now.
These two kids were carrying knives; if they took the opportunity to stab him a few times, it would all affect him.
"Alright, Xiao San, stop!"
Tang Chen grinned wickedly. Xiao's first henchman was in place.
Taking down the Grandmaster was equivalent to taking down Liu Erlong and Flander.
The Golden Iron Triangle was in hand.
The three of them could fight a Soul Douluo together. If they were carefully trained and the Grandmaster was replaced, the three of them could even withstand a Title Douluo.
The Divine Tree fruit offers unlimited upgrades, which should allow him to break through the bottleneck of a Grandmaster's Martial Soul.
After all, if even immortal herbs can be upgraded, how could his Divine Tree be any worse?
"Thank you!"
Yu Xiaogang withdrew his martial soul, feeling pain all over his body; Luo Sanpao had taken many kicks.
"A bet's a bet, pay respects to Master!"
"Very good, you'll be glad you made this decision in the future." "
I'll resolve your bottleneck with your mutated martial soul as soon as possible!"
Tang Chen took out Akatsuki's clothes and tossed them to Grandmaster.
"Resolve the bottleneck? How is that possible?"
Yu Xiaogang was shocked again. This problem that had plagued him for most of his life could actually be solved by someone?
"Of course it's true, you're my disciple now."
"You'll be responsible for teaching Xiao San; we'll follow our respective seniority."
Tang Chen pushed Tang San out and prepared to find a place to sleep.
"Master, can you really solve it?"
Grandmaster didn't have time for Tang San now and wanted a definite answer.
"Of course, once Xiao San hunts for his spirit ring, I'll solve your problem at the same time."
"Help me get my enrollment paperwork done!"
Tang Chen didn't waste any more words and disappeared in a few flashes.
"Uh, come with me!"
Grandmaster suppressed his excitement and led Tang San to the academic affairs office to complete the paperwork.
He still had many questions he needed to get from this child.
"Yes, teacher!"
Tang San's attitude was respectful, but his eyes betrayed a different story.
After all, the master's performance in the previous battle was too ordinary.
"What a terrifying person!"
"Is he really about my age?"
Inside the work-study dormitory, seven or eight boys huddled in a corner, trembling.
A new student had just come in, intending to intimidate them and establish his position as the dormitory leader.
But he turned out to be a tough nut to crack, kicking each of them.
They still couldn't get up, feeling like they'd been kicked in the back.
"Shh, the leader's sleeping!"
Wang Sheng quickly made a shushing gesture, cautiously watching the bed.
That big shot was sleeping; waking him up would mean another beating.
Footsteps sounded at the door, and the boys peeked at the shadows through the crack.
"Another one? There are so many work-study students this year!"
"Leader, are we going to establish authority?"
"Don't call me leader, I'm not anymore!"
Wang Sheng frowned, having come from a poor background, he understood the law of the jungle.
"Let's go tell them, so as not to disturb the boss's sleep!"
"Okay!"
The eight quickly got up, pushed open the door, and walked out of the work-study dormitory.
After a series of loud noises, the outside quickly returned to calm.
Tang San pushed open the door and entered, with Wang Sheng and the others following behind, looking disheveled.
Because of Tang Chen's backing, Tang San's personality had changed slightly.
He was not as restrained as in the original story, and his actions were naturally more ruthless.
"Big brother, it's done!"
Tang San called out softly, and stopped when he received no response.
Morning grumpiness was a terrible thing; he had been beaten a lot at home.
The dormitory had obviously been organized, with most of the beds pieced together.
Beds with blankets were pushed to the corner, probably the eldest brother's doing.
Tang San picked up the blanket and walked to the separate bed next to it.
This was obviously prepared for him, very much in Tang Chen's style.
He quickly made up the bed and took the other blanket that the master had given him.
But he found that Tang Chen already had one, and it was a very high-quality silk quilt.
"Holy crap."
Tang San stared at the tattered blanket in his hands, unable to put it down.
This is the difference in skill level!
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