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

"Now that you have revealed your first soul skill, very few people know the effects of Su Yun's first soul skill."

"Who do you think had the advantage at the start of the game, you or him?"

Tang San remained calm and said, "Su Yun."

"good."

Yu Xiaogang nodded slightly and said, "But Su Yun only has this one chance to win."

He looked at Tang San and said, "Your body movements are very coordinated and agile, which is a great advantage of yours. I hope you can make full use of it when you face Su Yun."

Tang San naturally had great confidence in his Ghost Shadow Mystery Technique.

The academy's competitions usually take place on the arena.

The arena space was neither too big nor too small; Tang San had seen it before, and it was just enough for him to use the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps.

Tang San knew that Su Yun knew a movement technique, but he did not think that Su Yun's footwork was comparable to his own.

After all, he had practiced the Ghost Shadow Steps for nearly thirty years. If he lost to Su Yun in this, wouldn't he lose face as well as the face of the Tang Clan's patriarch?

"Disciple understands." Tang San nodded again.

Immediately, Tang San looked up again and said, "Teacher, you don't really need to publicize my match with Su Yun so much."

“I know you’re trying to ignite my fighting spirit, but you don’t have to tell the whole city of Nottingham about it.”

“Since you’ve started, you should go all the way. I have absolute confidence in you.”

Yu Xiaogang stood up, patted Tang San on the shoulder, and said, "Little San, over the years, you are the only one who believes in my theories and is willing to put them into practice with me."

"I am very touched by this, teacher."

"So, I just want to sue..."

Tell them that the disciples I've taken in are no less capable than others. Even a student taught by me, Yu Xiaogang, who possesses a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass, can grow into a powerful control-type soul master!

After Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, Tang San could clearly feel his heart starting to race.

Tang San still remembered an old saying from his previous life: "A scholar will die for one who understands him."

His teacher's words, "There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters," kept echoing in his ears.

Even though his martial soul was a useless one, his teacher never gave up on him. Instead, he devoted his heart and soul to teaching him cultivation.

How could I possibly lose to Su Yun in front of so many people in Nottingham City?

If I lose, wouldn't my teacher's lifelong reputation be ruined because of me?

Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but feel a surge of desire for victory!

At the same time, he felt a slight fluctuation in the soul power within his body.

Tang San then realized that this was what his teacher meant by encouragement.

He was filled with a longing for enlightenment because he didn't want to see his teacher embarrass himself in public.

And it was precisely because of this desire that he felt his soul power increase slightly.

really!

The human body has unlimited potential, waiting to be discovered.

"Teacher, I'm going to cultivate now. In this last month, I want to try and break through to level seventeen in soul power," Tang San said as he stood up.

"Alright, just cultivate according to your own method this time. You don't need to pay too much attention to my suggestions." After nodding in agreement, Yu Xiaogang gave some additional instructions.

"Don't worry, teacher, just wait for my good news."

Tang San bowed to Yu Xiaogang, then turned and left Yu Xiaogang's room.

Feeling the sudden surge of soul power emanating from Tang San, and seeing the closed door, Yu Xiaogang finally smiled.

"Su Yun, Su Yun, it's almost impossible for you to catch up with Tang San by yourself."

"If you had become my disciple back then, your cultivation speed might be even higher than that of Xiao San now."

"Unfortunately……"

While sighing, he was also thinking about Su Yun's disrespect towards him that afternoon.

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but feel a little annoyed again.

That kid really knows how to talk a sharp tongue; he always says things that people don't want to hear.

Yu Xiaogang chuckled to himself.

Forget it, I don't want to think about that kid anymore.

Yu Xiaogang shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the annoying image of Su Yun from his mind.

He disliked Su Yun's way of speaking, but to be honest, he still had to thank Su Yun.

If it weren't for the competition between his disciple and Tang San and Su Yun, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't have been able to help his friend, the academy's dean, solve the academy's funding problem.

Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is, after all, a public academy, and most of the time it still relies on donations from local wealthy people.

Now, all he needs to do is step forward and testify to the authenticity of the bet, and the money will come pouring in.

Although he knew these people wanted to make a fool of him, Yu Xiaogang had already prepared how he would mock them that day.

He mocked the person who came to watch him dive.

"Now, we just have to wait a month from now."

Yu Xiaogang's calm voice echoed in the room.

……

A month passed almost unnoticed thanks to the publicity both inside and outside Nottingham.

Inside the dormitory for work-study students.

"Su Yun, where are you going this holiday?"

At the bedside, Xiao Wu looked at Su Yun, who was folding the sheets, and asked.

"A holiday? Of course, I'll go back to the village."

Without looking up, Su Yun focused on folding the sheets and said, "Grandpa Village Chief and the others have been busy and have only sent a few letters. Of course, I have to go back to visit them."

A while ago, Old Jack from the village, along with several other villagers, sent Su Yun and Tang San several letters.

The letters all expressed their longing for the two of them.

Unfortunately, they were too busy with village affairs to come.

To make up for this regret, Su Yun naturally planned to go home and visit Grandpa Jack and the others after the final exams.

And when Su Yun thought of this point, he remembered it.

It was at this time that Tang San's father, Tang Hao, formally handed Tang San over to Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang.

He went to handle other matters.

As someone who was well-versed in the original work, Su Yun knew that Tang Hao must have gone to find Ah Yin's true form in this world.

Thinking of this, Su Yun felt a little more doubtful.

Now that Ah Yin has become his own martial soul, what about the Blue Silver Grass seed that Tang Hao planted?

Will there still be any remnants of Gintoki's consciousness left?

Su Yun was unaware of this and didn't dare ask A Yin.

"Is that so?"

Xiao Wu thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "By the way, Su Yun, I remember your village isn't far from here, is it?"

"How about I come back to your Holy Soul Village with you this time?"

Su Yun did not refuse and nodded, saying, "Of course you can, but won't your family worry if you don't go home?"

Su Yun knew Xiao Wu's identity, but he naturally wouldn't reveal it. Instead, he followed up the conversation and asked directly.

Sure enough, upon hearing Su Yun's words, a hint of melancholy appeared in Xiao Wu's eyes.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, her only remaining friends were Da Ming and Er Ming.

Moreover, she had only recently emerged as a human. If she were to run back, she might not even encounter Da Ming and Er Ming, but she might still be noticed by other ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.

That situation was still too dangerous for her.

"It's okay, you don't need to worry. My family trusts me very much."

Immediately, Xiao Wu put on a confident look and said, "Then it's settled. We'll go together after this semester's final exams."

"it is good!"

Su Yun nodded with a smile.

……

A month has finally passed!

This day was more exciting than any other year in the entire year at Notting Junior Soul Master Academy!

Many nobles and wealthy people from Nottingham gathered together, sat on high places, and discussed their matters in a pleasant atmosphere.