Chapter 63: Yu Xiaogang, Who Wants to Save Face
After eight consecutive days of vacation, Tang San and the others began their first class at Shrek.
Early that morning, Tang San and the others had just gathered when Qian Renchuan took Xiao Wu to a corner of the playground to observe Shrek's training methods.
Soon after, Flanders appeared in front of everyone with some joy, seemingly unconcerned that his friend had died and with a familiar figure beside him.
Qian Renchuan took a closer look. The expressionless face, and dead fish eyes—those who only knew how to brag about theories every day—were not very impressive. The man was the useless master Yu Xiaogang, whose soul power could never break through level 30 in his lifetime.
"Haha, kids, you're so lucky to come to Shrek Academy this year. Let me introduce you."
Flanders said, pushing Yu Xiaogang forward and excitedly introducing him: "This is my old friend, the Wisdom Corner, one of the Golden Iron Triangles back then, and the theoretical master who published the top ten core competitiveness of martial souls—Yu Xiaogang."
Haha, a bunch of noobs, but with a lot of names.
Qian Renchuan listened to Flanders' bragging, rolled his eyes, and secretly thought—'my housekeeper probably knows more than this master, and his soul power is also above level 30.'
"Ahem."
Flanders then patted Yu Xiaogang's shoulder and said solemnly, "From today on, Yu Xiaogang is your teacher. I believe that under his guidance, you all have a bright future. After all, Tang San is his apprentice."
Because the current Shrek students had not yet seen Tang San's methods, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing didn't fight Zhao Wuji with him, so they weren't interested in Yu Xiaogang.
As for Yu Xiaogang himself, he enjoyed listening to Flanders' introduction, raised his head proudly, and a confident smile played at the corner of his mouth.
Then he looked at everyone with his dead fish eyes and said calmly: "I will be your teacher in the future. I have read your information. Later, I will put you through cruel devilish training. My training methods are specifically formulated based on your conditions. I don't want you to refuse or to go against me because of hardship. Do you understand?"
"I understand~"
Several of the students weren't very impressed by Yu Xiaogang's words—especially Tang San and Dai Mubai. Having the memory of becoming a god earlier, they knew that Yu Xiaogang was a good-for-nothing. His so-called theories—aren't they just common sense in the soul master world? How did it become his theory? If it weren't for you, the soul masters from ten thousand years ago would not have known how to practice.
Isn't Yu Xiaogang's theory just like his martial soul—full of nonsense?
Seeing that the students on the field didn't react very enthusiastically, Yu Xiaogang, feeling self-deprecating, was quite unhappy and said coldly: "As a soul master, a person must have a strong physique. The stronger the physique, the longer the years of soul rings you can absorb."
Yu Xiaogang pointed to eight large stones not far away and said: "You can carry these stones based on your strength and run around Shrek Academy for 20 laps. You are not allowed to eat until you finish running."
As soon as Yu Xiaogang's rebellious speech fell, the students of Shrek suddenly became agitated. 'No, this is ridiculous! Such a large stone, running 20 laps with it on our back—training us like animals?'
'If you're so capable, why don't you carry one yourself and run a few laps?'
"Why don't you run faster? Don't you want to eat today?"
Yu Xiaogang frowned slightly. 'What do you mean by the way you look at me? Is my training method not good enough?'
Under Flanders' coercion, the students could only reluctantly carry the stones on their backs, their faces showing pain. Isn't this bullying?
Seeing several students begin to run, Yu Xiaogang smiled relieved—under his guidance, these geniuses would become more talented.
By then, he will be a real master.
In three years, the All-Continental Soul Master Academy Competition will take place. He has to find a way to let them participate so he can also become famous and prove he is not a waste.
Yu Xiaogang was still happily planning to restore his reputation when he saw Qian Renchuan and Xiao Wu watching the show from the side. Suddenly, he became angry. What's wrong with these two?
"Why don't you two go train?" Seeing Yu Xiaogang talking to them, Qian Renchuan spread his hands, pointed at the students who hadn't gone far, and smiled: "Are you going to make me train like a turtle carrying a stone on my back? I don't understand what kind of rubbish training method you came up with. It's simply misleading."
"What did you say? My method is something I've tested and found to be effective. It can strengthen the body and increase the probability of absorption of the higher age soul ring."
Yu Xiaogang listened to Qian Renchuan's harsh sarcasm and the questioning gazes of the others who hadn't gone far. His cheeks quickly turned red, and his eyes filled with bloodshot anger.
"This method can improve physique but causes great harm to the body. Also, it's not true that a better physique means a longer absorption period for soul rings, right? Soul rings over ten thousand years old can cause soul shocks, and one mistake might turn someone into a fool."
Qian Renchuan looked at the naive Yu Xiaogang and rolled his eyes, seemingly leaving no face for Yu Xiaogang. A waste is just a waste—why are you jumping up and down?
"How is that possible? The better the physique, the higher the soul ring absorption— isn't that common sense? How could there be soul shocks?"
This knowledge touched Yu Xiaogang's blind spot, and he looked at Flanders reluctantly.
'It was like saying, why didn't you tell me before?'
Flanders looked innocent. "You talk a lot every day, and I thought you knew everything."
But he couldn't argue with his good brother, so he could only silently lower his head.
Yu Xiaogang was stared at by everyone; he wanted to run away, but for his pride, he forced himself to say: "Do you have a better way? Although my method is harmful, it can be nourished with herbs."
Seeing that, Qian Renchuan said: "What herbs can you afford? I'm afraid they're all just ordinary herbs. While they can treat external injuries, internal injuries can't be cured with those herbs."
"Besides, Xiao Wu and I have special training devices."
He then brought out a medium-sized round device.
"This is a gravity field device, which can adjust gravity appropriately for training. Of course, you probably can't buy this, but you can use Zhao Wuji's gravity field instead—much better than running with stones on your back."
After saying this, Qian Renchuan didn't bother to care about the stubborn Yu Xiaogang. When he had time, he'd punish him further—let him stay stubborn for a few more years.
Then he took Xiao Wu away, planning to practice together and give her a medicinal bath to see if she had grown.
"What are you looking at? You keep training."
Seeing Qian Renchuan leave, Yu Xiaogang's face darkened like an old black coal, and he scolded the people around him unhappily.
Several students continued to run, cursing Yu Xiaogang's ancestors in their hearts. There was a better way—why didn't he want to use it?
Ning Rongrong couldn't take it anymore during the run, and she simply quit, revealing her character as the little witch.
(End of this chapter)