Chapter 2 Yu Xiaogang: Long-planned

Since Yu Xiaogang separated from Flanders and Liu Erlong, he came to the small soul master academy in Notting City to continue his theoretical research after being invited by others. He occasionally solved students' doubts, which was quite stable.

But this kind of life is not what he wants. Once the wise corner of the Golden Triangle, how can he be content with being ordinary?

He thought of many ways to prove himself, but without exception, they all failed in the end.

Later, he figured out that if he couldn't change his destiny, he would use his disciples to prove his theory and let his theory shine in this continent.

Only in this way can he give those who looked down on him a loud slap and tell those guys that they are the stupid pigs! He is a true master, an invincible master of theory!

However, finding a satisfactory disciple is not that easy.

Over the years, he has met some geniuses, but those geniuses have high self-esteem and good family conditions, and they look down on him, a so-called "theoretical master."

And he looked down on those students with poor talent. There was no hope of helping him become famous with that kind of talent.

"It's the beginning of school again. I hope I can meet some good students this year!" Yu Xiaogang sat on a bench not far from the gate and pretended to flip through a book, looking at the gate from time to time.

This was a fork in the road after entering the door. If he didn't search carefully, it would be difficult to detect it, but he could clearly see the situation on the other side of the door.

Another child came, and he came alone, which was great!

Yu Xiaogang was eager to try, pretending to be a little tired, pinched his eyebrows, closed the book, stood up and moved his body, and then pretended to take a walk towards the door.

"hiss!"

Yu Xiaogang stopped in front of the child, but he didn't expect that the child was so weak and fell to the ground with just a bump.

"But just in time, the martial arts certificate fell out." Yu Xiaogang's eyes fell on the certificate on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Yu Xiaogang pulled the child up, then squatted down to pick up the martial arts certificate.

"Huh? Oh, it's okay, thank you teacher."

"Teacher? I am not a teacher in the academy. There is only one teacher in your life, and you can only call me a teacher if you truly worship me as your teacher. Others call me master, so you should also call me master."

"Are you here to sign up? I'll take you..." Yu Xiaogang picked up the certificate, opened it seemingly casually, and took the opportunity to peek at the information on it.

[Mutated Martial Spirit: Black Eyes. Soul power: level one. 】

Yu Xiaogang was immediately disappointed and lost interest in the child in front of him. This talent was not much better than his own. Back then, he also had a mutated martial soul with half-level soul power, and suffered humiliation and ridicule.

With this kid's talent, it would be difficult for him to become a great soul master, let alone a soul master.

At first, with the support of his family and Bibi Dong's secret subsidies, he barely reached level 29.

This kid looks like an ordinary person with no resources or talent. He will only be a ten-level soul master in this life. He will never become a great master. He is not worthy of being his disciple.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind like electricity, and he changed his words when he spoke. Yu Xiaogang said: "The registration office is over there, don't go wrong."

With that said, he returned the backpack to Cheng Xiao.

Cheng Xiao was confused by Yu Xiaogang's operation, and walked to the registration office in a daze. He kept thinking about Yu Xiaogang's reaction in his mind, and always felt that something was wrong.

"That's not right, something feels wrong." Cheng Xiao turned around and said, "Go back and take a look."

Not far away, Cheng Xiao saw Yu Xiaogang sitting on a bench reading a book from a distance.

"Am I really too sensitive?" Seeing Yu Xiaogang's concentration, Cheng Xiao rubbed his chin.

Just when he was about to leave, Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head and glanced at the door with a vague look in his eyes, then looked back and concentrated on reading again.

"Huh?" Cheng Xiao caught this abnormality.

"He seems to be waiting for someone..."

"Waiting for Tang San? That shouldn't be the case. According to the original work, this guy shouldn't know that Tang Hao is living here in seclusion, right?"

Cheng Xiao decided to observe again, and he also found a bench and sat down, imitating Yu Xiaogang's casual glance, but not staring at it, lest the other party notice anything.

Not long after, he found Yu Xiaogang getting up and walking towards the door, chatting with a student who had just come to register, and took him to the registration office.

After a while, Yu Xiaogang returned to the original bench, waiting for the next student to come.

After going back and forth several times, Cheng Xiao finally figured out the secret. It seemed like this guy would strike up a conversation with every student, find an excuse to check the martial arts certificate, and then take it to the registration office?

"What is he trying to do?" Cheng Xiao felt a little ridiculous.

While Cheng Xiao was thinking, the sound of an argument came from outside the gate. Yu Xiaogang was alerted and walked towards the gate.

Cheng Xiao also looked for a voice and went out. When he saw the person outside the door, a flash of light pierced the sky like thunder and exploded in his mind.

"One word: Absolute!" Cheng Xiao laughed, smiled and shook his head, only to give Yu Xiaogang a clap.

"This guy is looking for a disciple!"

He just said, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? As soon as Tang San entered the school, he would meet a professional theoretical sect to rescue him. It turned out that someone was just waiting for something to happen!

This guy probably used his identity to check the students' martial arts certificates, and then judge whether they were worthy of training. He used his considerable knowledge to talk and create a tall "theoretical master" image, laying the foundation for accepting disciples in the future.

I guess the words are all based on the same template.

Make a targeted evaluation of the students' martial arts, then quote classics, take the opportunity to propose the ten core competitiveness of their own martial arts, show their own style, and then slightly mention the direction of absorbing the soul rings in the future, arouse curiosity, if If not, point out your intention to accept disciples.

Finally, I am waiting for the relationship to deepen in the future, and officially become a master and apprentice!

Routine! It’s all a routine!

"However, only three twin martial souls appeared in a hundred years, so this guy can meet two twin martial souls. Isn't this luck a bit unnatural? If I hadn't read the original work, I would have even thought that this guy is the son of destiny. "

"How can a majestic Saint of the Spirit Hall fall in love with a loser? Are you out of your mind? And Tang San, who has lived in two lives, can be fooled into kneeling down and becoming his disciple with just a few words, without even the slightest hesitation. There is no protagonist. I don’t even believe in the halo!”

"Oh, no, it should be three if I include myself..."

Cheng Xiao stood up and walked towards the registration office. Now that he had figured out the doubts in his heart, there was no need to stay any longer. He was not interested in having too much interaction with Tang San. A person who was easily murderous would still leave. It's better to stay far away.

"All coincidences are planned for a long time."

Suddenly thinking of the Shura god peeking at the screen in the sky, Cheng Xiao suddenly had a deeper understanding of this sentence. Maybe that rabbit was sent by him too...