"No."
Faced with Miss Ning's question, Little Wu shook her head unhappily.
She playfully pinched her delicate nose and explained with a face full of disgust:
"Saint Child殿下 said that Tang Xiao San's teacher, that one-eyed stinky pig, has come here."
Looking at her funny appearance and listening to the strange nickname,
Disbelief simultaneously appeared on the faces of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing curiously asked:
"Little Wu... what does that 'pig' mean?"
"It's Tang Xiao San's stinky teacher who calls himself 'the strongest in theory'!"
Little Wu held the two girls' arms, her face earnest.
"The strongest in theory?"
Ning Rongrong's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Why haven't I ever heard anyone mention this title before?"
"It's normal if you haven't heard of it."
Little Wu said matter-of-factly.
"He's not some amazing figure, just a Great Soul Master who can never break through."
"Great Soul Master? How weak..."
Surprise flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.
"Right! He's so weak, yet so confident."
Little Wu nodded, complaining.
She had received no small amount of lecturing from Yu Xiaogang at Notting College.
It was incredibly annoying!
Little Wu pulled the two girls towards the dormitory, adding:
"His soul skill is also very disgusting."
"His martial soul is like a pig, and his soul skill is farting. He needs to eat white radishes to recharge, and he can only fart three times a day."
"What?!"
Hearing about Yu Xiaogang's soul skill,
Ning Rongrong already felt somewhat uncomfortable, saying nauseatingly:
"How can someone's soul skill be farting? Is he trying to fumigate the enemy to death?"
Zhu Zhuqing also frowned.
Just imagining the scene made her feel a little nauseous, but she restrained herself somewhat...
She continued to ask:
"Did Tang San take him as his teacher because his theory has some merit?"
"No, his theory is just like farting."
Little Wu immediately shook her head in denial.
Rolling her eyes, she couldn't help but complain:
"What he often says is... there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters."
"Ah? Then what does he consider himself?"
Ning Rongrong blinked in confusion, somewhat surprised.
She lightly snorted:
"As expected, he only knows how to fart. Isn't that just calling himself trash?"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded in agreement.
"This lousy academy is terrible! They actually want him to teach us..."
Little Wu said indignantly.
"What?"
Ning Rongrong was full of surprise and disgust, immediately expressing her rejection.
"This young lady doesn't want someone like that to teach me!"
"Hehe... Saint Child 殿下 just said that if we don't want to attend the class, we don't have to pay attention to it. We can just cultivate freely. They wouldn't bear to drive us away."
Little Wu happily relayed, the bitter look on her face completely gone.
"That's good."
Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Zhuqing was a little curious as to why Qian Renxue would pay attention to such a small figure.
"Little Wu, is he also Teacher's enemy?"
"Definitely!"
The little rabbit nodded repeatedly.
"Saint Child 殿下 hates them very much and even blinded that guy's right eye."
Hearing this,
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing finally understood.
Where the nickname 'stinky one-eyed pig' came from.
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up slightly, cunningly saying:
"Then can we find an opportunity to vent our anger for Saint Child 哥哥?"
"Okay, okay!"
Little Wu's crimson eyes shone brightly. Her feet had long been itching.
If she had the chance, she would definitely kick Yu Xiaogang a few times!
Before long,
Little Wu and the others returned to the dormitory.
And the stinky one-eyed pig she spoke of was currently in Flender's room.
Knock knock!
Zhao Wuji knocked on Flender's door, and a hearty laugh immediately came from inside.
"Haha... Xiaogang."
"Judging by the force of the knock, it seems they have returned safely."
"Wuji, come in quickly."
Zhao Wuji pushed open the door in confusion.
He saw an unfamiliar figure in the room.
A black and white crew cut, a stiff, pale, and bloodless face, full of bitterness.
His right eye was still blind, covered with an eye patch.
His twisted ears had unsightly scars.
He was wearing a faded but meticulously kept academic dress.
His back was straight, appearing rigid and stubborn.
He looked somewhat dull at first glance, but his one eye still carried a bit of wisdom.
Both颓 (tuí - dispirited) and傲 (ào - arrogant), very contradictory.
"Haha..."
Flender stood up smiling, raised his hand slightly, and introduced Zhao Wuji:
"Wuji, this is my good brother Yu Xiaogang, Tang San's teacher. Just call him Grandmaster; he likes others to call him that."
Hearing Flender's introduction,
Yu Xiaogang's pale face became even stiffer.
He did indeed like others to call him Grandmaster.
But he didn't like others calling him Grandmaster because he liked others calling him Grandmaster.
What he wanted was respect from the bottom of their hearts!
Zhao Wuji looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was standing up and clasping his hands behind his back.
His heart stirred.
He immediately remembered the rumors about him.
The former useless young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the great swindler who once shook the soul master world.
He never expected that Tang San's teacher would be him!
No wonder Tang San added white rings.
The reason was here.
Zhao Wuji was somewhat contemptuous, but he did not lose his manners. He stretched out his hands to greet him.
"Grandmaster, hello. I am Zhao Wuji."
"No need to be polite, Immovable Bright King. I wonder if Xiao San and the others are alright?"
Yu Xiaogang also stretched out his hands, his tone calm.
His僵尸 (jiāngshī - zombie-like) face barely squeezed out a smile, not minding Flender's slip of the tongue.
Having something was better than nothing!
His disciple Tang San would prove it to the world for him in the future.
He was not trash; he was a true Grandmaster!
Hearing this,
A difficult look appeared on Zhao Wuji's face.
Everyone else was fine, but Tang San was not!
Flender raised his eyebrows.
"What's wrong? Did something happen during Oscar's soul hunt?"
A look of worry appeared in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.
Zhao Wuji shook his head, his smile bitter, and immediately began to tell them about their encounter.
"..."
"What? King of the Forest, a hundred thousand year Titan Giant Ape!"
Flender's glasses almost fell off.
"Xiao San? Is Xiao San alright?"
Yu Xiaogang understood the terror of the Titan Giant Ape even better than Flender.
His face turned pale, and his heart almost stopped beating.
Flender was equally terrified.
"Are you sure you didn't mistake it?"
"Hmph! I was slapped away. How could I be mistaken!"
Zhao Wuji couldn't help but snort coldly.
He was, after all, someone who had fought against a hundred thousand year soul beast.
His future resume would be very impressive!
Soon,
Zhao Wuji told them clearly how he had gone to pick up Tang San.
"Hoo~"
Yu Xiaogang breathed a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately,
He was only injured; his treasure was fine.
Yu Xiaogang returned to his calm demeanor, clasping his hands behind his back very seriously.
Looking at Flender, he demanded:
"If you want me to stay, you must follow Xiao San when he goes out to hunt soul beasts in the future!"
Flender smiled and agreed.
"Don't worry, when he breaks through level 30, I will definitely accompany him personally!"
"You have to wait until he reaches level 40 before going..."
Zhao Wuji took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, saying quietly.
"Wuji, what do you mean? Wasn't Tang San only level 25 when he went out?"
Flender was full of confusion.
But Yu Xiaogang's body trembled, and he thought of a possibility.
"I don't know either."
Zhao Wuji also had a headache, puzzled:
"When I found him, he was indeed a Soul Grandmaster. I didn't ask too much because of his serious injuries."
Flender thought of Little Wu's misfortune turning into fortune.
He couldn't help but guess:
"Could it be that Tang San also picked up the so-called immortal herb?"
"No, it can't be!"
The anxiety in Yu Xiaogang's eyes seemed to overflow.
Flender asked with concern:
"Xiaogang, what's wrong? Do you know the reason for Tang San's breakthrough?"
"How could this be? How could this be!"
Yu Xiaogang ignored him.
His already pale face showed a flush of anger, and he fell back into his chair.
"Xiao San, you're confused!"
Yu Xiaogang hammered the armrest of the chair in grief.
His proud, dual martial soul student was actually so reckless...
It was simply a waste of heavenly resources!
Tang San was his face in the future.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't accept this fact.
"Xiaogang, what exactly is wrong with you? Is there any hidden danger in Tang San's breakthrough?"
Flender was completely clueless.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, and a ghastly smile appeared on his stiff face.
"Hehe..."
"Flender, you still underestimate Xiao San too much!"
"If his martial soul was just Blue Silver Grass, how could he be worthy of becoming my disciple?"
Saying this,
A bit of arrogance appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.
He stood up again, clasped his hands behind his back, and turned his back to Flender and Zhao Wuji.
Flender and Zhao Wuji looked at each other.
"Could it be that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass is a mutated martial soul?"
Hearing Flender's guess,
Zhao Wuji also felt it made sense, nodding in agreement.
Otherwise, he had never seen Blue Silver Grass that could be cultivated to this point.
Although the two white rings were very拉胯 (lā kuǎ - terrible)...
He just didn't know if Tang San's third ring was a hundred years or a thousand years old.
