Chapter 126 Tang San: Yu Xiaogang is a piece of trash!
Facing the frantic rush of Yu Xiaogang, Tang San stood still, without moving an inch.
His eyes remained cold and unwavering, without the slightest fluctuation.
I feel no guilt.
There was no mercy.
They showed absolutely no regard for past relationships.
In his view, the person rushing towards him was not his teacher, or even a person.
It was a piece of garbage that should have been disposed of long ago.
A piece of trash who knows too many secrets, has now lost his usefulness, and can only smear his reputation.
Since we've already torn off all pretense of civility...
Let's go all the way then.
Just as Yu Xiaogang's withered hands were about to touch Tang San's collar.
Tang San moved.
No.
To be precise, it was the blue silver grass behind him that stirred.
Several thick, blue silver grass stems, like black venomous snakes, suddenly emerged from the ground.
They did not entangle or control themselves as they had in the past.
Instead, it transformed directly into the sharpest spear.
Pfft—!
A dull thud that made your teeth ache.
Yu Xiaogang's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.
He stared wide-eyed and looked down.
Three jet-black blue silver grasses pierced through his chest, abdomen, and calves, respectively.
Fresh blood dripped onto the ground, following the veins of the grass blades.
The excruciating pain only reached the brain at this moment.
"Uh...cough..."
Yu Xiaogang tried to speak, but his mouth was filled with blood and foam.
His hands were still waving wildly in the air, less than half a foot away from Tang San's face.
But this half-foot is an insurmountable chasm.
Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang hanging on the Blue Silver Grass, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips.
That was the smile of the inheritor of the Asura God.
Bloodthirsty and ruthless.
"teacher."
"This is the last time I'll call you that."
"Since you're so eager to go to the realm of gods, I'll give you a ride."
"But not up there."
Tang San raised his finger and pointed to the ground.
"It's downstairs."
"Go to hell and continue spreading your invincible theories."
The words fell.
Tang San clenched his left hand tightly.
"break."
Bang!
That was the sound of flesh and blood exploding.
There was no suspense, and no miracle.
Under the crushing power of the Blue Silver Emperor, which was comparable to the strength of a Title Douluo, Yu Xiaogang, who only had a level 29 soul power, was instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.
He didn't even have time to let out a scream.
That man hailed as a "master," who stood tall even when faced with scorn, and who dreamed of one day standing at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent to prove himself.
He died just like that.
He died at the hands of his most prized disciple.
He died without a complete corpse.
Only a few tattered pieces of cloth drifted slowly down in the shockwave of the explosion, eventually settling in the pile of rubble in front of Jialing Pass, stained with mud and blood.
The entire room fell silent.
Even Funina, who had been laughing as she ate popcorn, stopped and her smile faded slightly.
It wasn't out of sympathy for Yu Xiaogang.
It was not because of Tang San's ruthlessness.
"Really..."
"They didn't even blink."
Funina muttered something softly.
The blood mist had not completely dissipated.
The wind in front of Jialing Pass carried a strong smell of rust, blowing on everyone's face.
A few pieces of blood-stained rags drifted and landed on a boulder in front of the two armies.
That was the last trace Yu Xiaogang left in this world.
That man, who was hailed as having unparalleled theoretical knowledge and was even revered as the National Advisor by the Heavenly Dou Empire, is gone just like that.
Not even a single intact bone was left.
A deathly silence enveloped the entire battlefield.
Whether they were soldiers from the Spirit Empire or generals from the Heaven Dou Empire, their eyes widened, their throats feeling as if they had a piece of burning charcoal stuck in them, unable to utter a sound.
That's too ruthless.
That was his teacher.
A teacher for a day is a father for life.
Even if Yu Xiaogang is truly useless, even if he is a fraud.
But the kindness of raising me for over a decade, and the years of living together day and night.
Tang San didn't hesitate at all when he made his move.
It was like casually crushing a fly buzzing in his ear.
Tang San shook his hand.
The several Blue Silver Emperors that pierced through Yu Xiaogang's body retracted back underground.
His expression was calm, and he even reached out to straighten his slightly disheveled sleeves.
"Noisy".
Tang San uttered those two words calmly.
Then, he raised his head, his gaze passing over the pool of blood, and looked at Navelette and the others in the air.
"Please excuse my poor appearance."
"The dirty work of cleaning house should not be done on the battlefield."
"But since he is so reckless and insists on disrupting the morale of my all-out war at this time, I have no choice but to send him on his way."
Tang San's voice wasn't loud, but combined with his soul power, it clearly resonated throughout the entire arena.
There was no explanation.
There's no need to hide it.
Since Vilette has already exposed his identity as a time traveler and the fact that he has an adult soul.
Then why is he still pretending to be an innocent young man?
What's with the pretense of respecting teachers and elders?
He was an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, the one who jumped off a cliff to prove his resolve for the Xuan Tian Bao Lu.
Those who obey me will prosper, those who oppose me will perish.
This is his way.
In mid-air.
Funina could barely hold onto the popcorn bucket.
She blinked her heterochromatic eyes and looked at the Supreme Judge beside her.
"Navilette…"
"Although I know that humans are a very complex species."
"But... isn't this a bit too abrupt?"
"One second they're calling for the teacher, the next they're blowing people up like fireworks."
"Is this what you all mean by turning your back on someone faster than flipping through a book?"
Navelette stood silently in the void.
He gently tapped the air with his scepter, creating a pale blue ripple.
They were not surprised by Tang San's violent act.
In his eyes, the creature named Tang San in front of him was twisted from the very beginning.
"This is not surprising, Ms. Funina."
Navelette began.
His voice was deep and steady, like the undercurrents surging in the deep sea.
"For a soul skilled in assassination and poison, emotions are never a necessity."
"It is a tool."
"When a tool loses its value or even begins to hinder its owner, destroying it is the most rational choice."
At this point, Navelette looked at Tang San.
The other person's cold face was reflected in those purple vertical pupils.
"Tang San".
"You did a very convincing job, befitting your identity as an assassin."
"But what happens when you cut off all your humanity as a burden?"
Do you even consider yourself a human being?
Upon hearing this, Tang San's lips curled up slightly.
It was a mocking laugh.
"people?"
"Villet, what do you, a being so high and mighty, know?"
Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trivial matters.
"As long as I can become a god, as long as I can stand at the pinnacle of this world."
"What does it matter whether I'm human or not?"
"History is always written by the victors."
"Once I kill you all and unify the continent, future generations will only sing praises of the great achievements of Tang San, the God of the Sea."
(End of chapter)