Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Ah Yin exposes Tang San's true colors.

"Why do you think so?"

"Anyway, I think Su Yun will win. If you don't believe me, we can make a bet."

"How about 10 copper soul coins?"

Ten copper soul coins are equivalent to their daily wage.

"Okay! Just bet!"

A group of children immediately placed their bets.

We're just waiting for the results tonight.

As evening approached, the sun began to set.

Su Yun and Xiao Wu returned to their dormitory.

Upon seeing the two return, a group of people immediately gathered around.

"Sister Xiaowu, who won?"

Xiao Wu pouted, glared fiercely at the part-time worker, and then kicked Su Yun's toe.

Without saying a word, he jumped back to his bed and crawled under the covers.

hateful!

She miscalculated this time.

She originally thought Su Yun's soul skills would be similar to Tang San's, but she didn't expect Su Yun's soul skills to be so shameless.

It actually slowed her down!

Then Su Yun slapped him away with a single shot, even though he didn't use much force.

But she knew she had lost.

asshole!

They beat me and then made me keep their secret.

"Hiss—" Su Yun gasped as Xiao Wu stepped on him, and could only laugh awkwardly.

He gestured for everyone to be quiet and whispered, "I won, but don't brag about it, Xiao Wu will be angry."

The crowd was initially surprised, then nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

No wonder Xiao Wu seemed to have a murderous look in her eyes just now; it turns out she lost to Su Yun.

They hadn't expected that Su Yun would actually beat Sister Xiao Wu.

"Hehe, hurry up and pay up. Don't worry, I'll treat you to dinner tonight." The twin brothers stepped forward, grinning as they held out their hands.

The two of them then looked at Su Yun and said, "Su Yun, we knew you would win. Come to the cafeteria together tonight, it's our treat, we'll treat you to a good meal."

Su Yun glanced at Xiao Wu, who was hiding under the covers, and chuckled, "Never mind, it's fine. Just pack two portions for me tonight."

Everyone glanced at the bed sheet in the distance and immediately understood.

After the work-study students left the dormitory, Xiao Wu jumped out from under the sheets and shouted, "When I get my first soul skill next time, let's have another match!"

"Okay. But you'd better watch out so I don't slow you down~" Su Yun smiled mischievously.

It wasn't until actual combat that he discovered that his first soul skill had such a large range.

"Who is afraid of whom!"

Xiao Wu looked very unhappy.

Next time, she'll definitely smash this guy's head into a pig's head!

The pace should pick up a bit more later on.

Chapter 28 One Year Later

Time flies when you're studying and practicing at the academy.

In the blink of an eye, my first year at Notting College is about to end.

There's still a month until the college's final exams begin.

Since obtaining his first spirit ring, Su Yun has spent his days practicing the Wildfire Spear Technique and Wind God Leg, sparring with Xiao Wu, and engaging in real combat with his martial spirit.

In addition to cultivating his soul power to level seventeen, Su Yun now has a much more thorough understanding of his Blue Silver Emperor Tree.

Furthermore, after a year of arduous training, he finally perfected the first move of his Wind God Leg technique, "Catching the Wind and Shadows."

Su Yun even gained some insight into the second move of the Wind God Leg technique, "Strong Grass in the Wind".

"If I can master the second move of the Wind God Leg within the next month, I'll have another trump card when facing Tang San," Su Yun thought to himself.

For some reason, many people in the academy now know about his final competition with Tang San.

Some people even learned about his bet with the master.

Many wealthy and noble people in Nottingham City sought out the Dean of Nottingham Academy after hearing about this.

They hope to be able to visit the college during the end-of-term competition this year.

As a friend of the master, the dean naturally found himself in a dilemma when faced with the demands of these aristocratic and wealthy individuals who frequently sponsored the academy.

On one side are friends, and on the other are wealthy and powerful businessmen and nobles whom they cannot afford to offend.

He didn't want to offend either side.

However, in the end, the master stepped forward.

He also came up with a plan for the dean to increase the college's revenue.

That is, buying tickets.

"Since you want to see, then come and see. I will tell you what my disciple is really like."

Master Yu Xiaogang's words were powerful and resounding, and within a day they were printed in newspapers and sold everywhere by tabloid reporters in Nottingham.

Upon learning that the competition between the master's disciple and another student could be watched publicly, many residents of Notting City, and even those outside Notting City, immediately rushed to Notting Academy to grab tickets.

In just one hour, the hundreds of tickets prepared by the academy were snapped up.

This scene truly stunned the college staff present.

They hadn't expected that the match between Tang San and Su Yun would attract so much interest.

"I can't afford to lose this match." Su Yun smiled lightly, then picked up the spear beside him again and began practicing his spear techniques.

Notting College.

The master's room.

"Little San, how's your cultivation going?" Yu Xiaogang picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, and asked.

"Teacher, my soul power has just broken through to level sixteen."

Tang San replied with a smile, "I estimate that by this time next year, I will be able to become a two-ring Great Soul Master."

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Your speed did not disappoint me."

"With twin martial souls and innate full soul power, plus my guidance, this cultivation speed is normal for you."

Yu Xiaogang said calmly, "Therefore, you shouldn't be proud of this. It's what you should do, understand?"

"Yes, disciple understands," Tang San replied, bowing his head.

Although Yu Xiaogang's words contained

There was a hint of criticism in his voice, but Tang San felt no dissatisfaction.

He knew in his heart that the teacher was deliberately belittling him so as not to make him develop a frivolous or arrogant mind.

In my previous life within the Tang Sect, many elders often did the same when instructing their disciples.

This is a perfect example of the saying "a strict teacher produces outstanding students".

"By the way, how is Su Yun's cultivation progressing?" Yu Xiaogang put down his teacup, looked up at Tang San and asked.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'm not quite sure about that."

Tang San shook his head and said, "In the past year, he has never cultivated in the same place as me."

"I've never even seen him use his Martial Soul in person."

"He was extremely guarded against me to prevent me from knowing about his cultivation practices."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang chuckled and said, "This shows that the kid does have some brains. He knows that the more he hides, the more advantageous it will be for him in the upcoming competition."

"Unfortunately, knowing only one place is not enough."

"If my guess is correct, he and you should both have twin martial souls, so your soul power cultivation speed should be about the same."

"With my help, your soul power has already reached level sixteen. Su Yun's soul power level must be at least level fourteen, or at least close to level fifteen."

Yu Xiaogang shared his guess: "In the final competition this year, it's entirely possible that he wants to beat you."

Seeing Tang San's expression change, Yu Xiaogang added, "This final exam is essentially a test of your understanding and use of your martial souls."