Chapter 157: 175. The Master's Routine
Yu Xiaogang forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and said indifferently, "The proof is genuine, no mistake. Old sir, I apologize for what happened earlier. Leave the child to me."
Old Jack hurriedly said, "No need to apologize, no need. We weren't good either. Master, then I'll trouble you with this child. Little three, follow the master in, and you must be obedient."
Tang San nodded but didn't speak.
After Old Jack instructed Tang San a few more times, he left.
Standing beside Tang San, Yu Xiaogang glanced indifferently at the gatekeeper, putting on an arrogant air as he said pretentiously, "This is the first time, and also the last. If it happens again, you won't need to stay." Gang Zi's eyes signaled toward the gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper understood and immediately broke out in cold sweat, hurriedly agreeing and stepping aside.
Their little actions were naturally seen by Tang San.
Tang San felt no pleasure in seeing through everything. The more he saw the shady dealings between Yu Xiaogang and this gatekeeper, the more he thought of his previous life. The history of meeting Yu Xiaogang in the previous life had almost become his black history.
Gang Zi, you've been scheming against me from the very beginning. Regarding Gang Zi's plotting, Tang San thought of his previous self: before this hypnosis master even started to exert effort, he knelt on the spot and said, "Once a teacher, forever a father!" Then, in the first half of his life, he served Gang Zi this waste like a father, even giving him a ninth-grade purple ganoderma to rid him of the waste name. Tang San felt like he had been a complete idiot.
Very well, Gang Zi, you already have the path to death. In this lifetime, don't even think about breaking through level thirty. Just obediently stand at attention at level 29 for me. The scenery above level thirty has nothing to do with you.
Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, this pair of future master and disciple, were both acting. Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and felt that his carefully planned play had hooked Tang San. His zombie face squeezed out a smile: "Let's go in."
Gang Zi reached out to Tang San, but Tang San didn't take it and silently followed behind Gang Zi.
Yu Xiaogang's face darkened, thinking: Children born to these country lowlifes just lack manners. Never mind, it's a good opportunity for this master to properly teach and discipline him.
Gang Zi had his hands behind his back, quietly leading the way ahead. Tang San followed behind Gang Zi all the way, and Yu Xiaogang waited for Tang San to speak, but Tang San remained silent, like an introverted child who didn't like interacting with others.
"Aren't you curious about my identity?" Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but ask.
"You must be a powerful soul master." Tang San said teasingly, not even using the polite "you."
Yu Xiaogang: "..."
Powerful—he truly couldn't claim that. And with Tang San's talent, he was destined to reach heights far beyond his own. Gang Zi couldn't fool Tang San with that, but telling the truth—his strength was a bit embarrassing. Why couldn't you ask in another direction, like my knowledge, my wisdom? Didn't the gatekeeper just hint to you? I'm a master.
"Ahem." Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse. Hands behind his back, he said, "I'm just a soul master; powerful isn't quite right." That posture was like a modest soul master, making his depth unclear—pretending to be profound. In the future, when the truth came out, Yu Xiaogang could say: I didn't deceive you.
"However, I prefer others to call me Master."
Tang San remained silent, handing the awkward stage over to Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang looked at the still-silent Tang San: "I'm the soul master world's theoretical master certified by Spirit Hall."
Our future Shiva God—scratch that, Sea God Asura God Tang San's eyes immediately showed a dead fish eye. Besides your watery Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls that couldn't be more watery, Gang Zi, tell me what else you have.
It's just that Spirit Hall has a lovesick brain maintaining your master's facade; otherwise, you'd be nothing.
"Master, hehe, you're really impressive." Tang San said expressionlessly.
"What, you don't believe me?" Yu Xiaogang said. "Then let me demonstrate my abilities. Tang San, I think your martial soul isn't just blue silver grass, right?"
Tang San pretended to be greatly shocked on his face, but inwardly there was no fluctuation. In the previous life, it was from this sentence that he was hooked by Gang Zi.
Yu Xiaogang said proudly, "Are you wondering why I know you have twin martial souls?" He waved the proof, pretending profoundly: "It's because of this proof. Perhaps others can't see the flaw, but if I couldn't, I wouldn't deserve the title of master."
"I once investigated six hundred and seventy people with blue silver grass martial souls (big snort; in reality, it was from flipping through Spirit Hall's collected data). Among them, sixteen had soul power, a probability of less than three percent. And even among those sixteen with soul power, none exceeded level one. Yet your innate soul power is level ten. According to one of my Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, innate soul power is directly proportional to martial soul quality. Clearly, blue silver grass can't satisfy that, so I can affirm you have another martial soul, and a very powerful one."
Tang San said, "Why can't my martial soul be a top-grade variant of blue silver grass?"
Yu Xiaogang didn't expect Tang San to ask this, but he still confidently answered, "According to my research, the blue silver grass martial soul is indeed a waste martial soul; there's no such thing as a top-grade version."
Hehe!
Yu Xiaogang never realized that the way he deduced this result contradicted his own theory.
Gang Zi's own theory clearly stated: The level of innate soul power is directly proportional to the strength of the martial soul. And twin martial souls only emerge when the two martial souls are of similar quality.
Yet Gang Zi's theory for recognizing Tang San's twin martial souls was: Because your martial soul is blue silver grass, it can't have innate full soul power, so you must have another powerful martial soul, whose existence gave you innate full soul power. This alone shows the fluffiness of the "master" title.
However, as the master showed off his knowledge, the more foolish, comical, and clown-like he appeared, the more ashamed and angry Tang San felt inwardly.
Why? Because Tang San saw the master as a mirror, and on the other side of the mirror was his past self.
That scene from the past floated in Tang San's mind. At the time, before the master's hypnosis skill even activated, he proactively acknowledged him as teacher and even knelt to the master, essentially recognizing him as a father too.
This was simply Tang San's black history.
Yu Xiaogang bar-la-ba-la showed off his knowledge to Tang San, waiting for Tang San to be awestruck by his vast reserves and proactively ask to become his disciple.
But what Yu Xiaogang didn't know was that Tang San was also waiting for Yu Xiaogang to say the words about taking him as a disciple.
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