Chapter 10 Tang San’s Pride

Dong Dong Dong~

"teacher!"

"It's the mistress, come in, we happened to be talking about you." Yu Xiaogang said with a smile.

After Tang San entered the door, he saw several teachers with bad expressions. He thought that the teachers had belittled Yu Xiaogang again, and he was extremely dissatisfied.

Thinking of this, Tang San would definitely stand up for his teacher.

"Teacher, thanks to your teaching, I have broken through level nineteen!" Tang San said.

Level 19!

Yu Xiaogang stood up suddenly, walked up to Tang San excitedly, and grabbed Tang San's arm.

"Hahaha! As expected of me, Yu Xiaogang's disciple! Eight years old and nineteen years old! Much better than those useless students in Notting College!" Yu Xiaogang laughed.

"Tang San, are you really level nineteen?" The teacher beside him couldn't help but ask.

Tang San is less than nine years old! Only eight and a half years old!

According to Tang San's cultivation speed, breaking through level 20 before the age of nine won't be a problem!

A great soul master who is less than nine years old!

On the other hand, these college teachers are still great soul masters even after they are several decades old!

Tang San became more and more dissatisfied. He even questioned his words. He had no teacher's ethics. Such a person was actually a teacher of Notting College. Along with the teacher, Notting College was really rotten to the core.

"Don't teachers believe me?"

"Of course not." The teacher shook his head.

"I was able to break through level 19 only because of the teacher's guidance. Without the teacher's guidance, I wouldn't be where I am today." Tang Sanyi said righteously.

Yu Xiaogang's face was full of joy, "What a good boy, you deserve to be a teacher and teach with all your heart."

The teacher frowned, feeling unhappy with Tang San's tone. He was a teacher after all, and Tang San was a student.

It is really rude for students to talk to teachers in this tone.

"Then you should work hard and don't embarrass the master. There is someone in Wuhun Hall who has an innate soul power of level 20 recently. You should cultivate quickly and don't be surpassed by a six-year-old child."

"Twenty levels of innate soul power? I'm afraid the teacher doesn't know that the highest innate soul power is level ten." Tang San's tone had a hint of yin and yang.

"Ordinary martial souls are innately at most ten levels, so they are called innate full soul power, but there is one martial soul that is an exception!

That's the Seraphim! God-level martial spirit! A powerful existence that surpasses the top martial arts! The Wuhun Palace has inherited Wuhun for tens of thousands of years! The innate soul power is level 20! "The teacher squinted his eyes and said slowly.

"Impossible, the teacher said that the highest level of innate soul power is tenth level! I have never heard of any god-level martial souls." Tang San insisted.

"I've never heard that it's because you are ignorant. If you know less, read more. The newspapers of the Tiandou Empire have reported on the matter of god-level martial arts. As long as you masters and disciples buy a newspaper and read it, you will know that the recent big fire is the martial spirit temple. A genius with a god-level martial spirit has emerged!" The teacher's words contained a mocking tone.

"Nonsense! Does the news in the newspaper have to be true? Have you confirmed it?" Tang San retorted stubbornly.

Yu Xiaogang frowned. Through Bibi Dong, he learned many secrets of the Wuhun Palace, including the secrets about the Seraphim Wuhun.

The martial spirit that symbolizes the spokesperson of God!

The core martial spirit of the Spirit Hall!

Didn't Bibi Dong say that the Seraph Martial Spirit is a Martial Spirit that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Spirit Hall and would not be revealed to others easily?

"Give me a newspaper." Yu Xiaogang said to the teacher.

The teacher curled his lips and despised Yu Xiaogang in his heart. He published a top ten core theories that were not recognized. He really thought he was a master!

If he were really a master, would he be eating and drinking in the junior soul master academy?

If you hadn't known the dean, you would have been kicked out of the junior college!

"I know you can't afford a newspaper, so I'll give you one and take a good look. Even Wuhun Palace has admitted the matter of god-level martial arts, and your apprentice still denies it like a clown. Is it possible that you are more authoritative than Wuhun Palace? "

The teacher threw out a newspaper, and Yu Xiaogang's face darkened when he heard the words Wuhun Palace.

How can the shitty Wuhun Palace have his authority?

He is a master!

How could the Wuhun Palace understand Wuhun better than him!

He is the person who knows martial arts best in the world!

Yu Xiaogang picked up the newspaper, scanned it, and suddenly his body froze.

Damn it, the Spirit Hall has produced such a genius!

Such a genius should be taught by him in order to become a strong person!

Those mediocre people in Wuhun Palace will only teach geniuses to become useless!

For a time, Yu Xiaogang thought a lot. He thought about killing people and silencing them. He thought about letting Tang San rise up and kill the geniuses of Wuhun Hall to prove himself. He also thought about going to Wuhun Hall to meet Bibi Dong and let the god-level Wuhun... The soul master worships him as his teacher!

A god-level martial soul master can better prove his identity as a master! And his theories!

Seeing the constant changes in the master's face, Tang San asked worriedly: "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"He is right. The innate soul power of Seraph's spirit is indeed level 20. Seraph is the spirit of the legendary angel god, so it can break the tenth level limit.

There are only two kinds of god-level martial spirits in the world, and they are rarely born yet, so I didn’t teach you. "Yu Xiaogang said lightly, looking like a master.

Tang San didn't feel embarrassed when he heard this, he just thought that Yu Xiaogang had forgotten to teach him.

The teacher also said that there are only two kinds of god-level martial spirits, and it is normal to forget them.

But when he heard that the Seraph Martial Spirit was so powerful, Tang San frowned.

"Teacher, according to what you said, wouldn't the Seraph Martial Spirit be invincible?"

"Of course not! The previous Pope was also a Seraph Martial Spirit, but he was defeated by the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Spirit!

The quality of martial souls does not mean everything, the god-level martial souls just have a high starting point!

There are no useless martial spirits in the world, only useless soul masters. If a soul master is strong enough and works hard enough, he can change his destiny against the will of heaven. "

Tang San nodded, feeling pleasantly surprised. Isn't his second martial spirit the Clear Sky Hammer?

Since someone used the Clear Sky Hammer to defeat Seraphim before, then he will definitely be stronger due to the master's guidance and twin martial souls!

The Seraph Martial Spirit is nothing to be afraid of!

"Teacher, besides Seraphim, what is the other god-level martial spirit?" Tang San asked curiously.

"The Poseidon Martial Spirit! Like the Angel Martial Spirit, it is the symbol of Poseidon's spokesperson!" Yu Xiaogang said.

Several teachers looked at each other and saw the sarcasm and disdain in each other's eyes.

Poseidon Martial Spirit?

Master, a soul master of over 20 levels, where did he know about the Poseidon Martial Soul?

Just making random nonsense to fool Tang San!

Before, they would have definitely reminded Tang San not to believe Yu Xiaogang's words.

But not anymore. Tang San contradicted him many times, like an angry bull with murderous intent in his eyes, not like a student.

Notting City, inside the pub.

"Have you heard? A genius with innate twenty-level soul power and a god-level martial soul has emerged from the Wuhun Palace!" A great soul master took a sip of wine and started chatting with his colleagues.

"I knew it earlier. I originally thought that the angel statues enshrined in the Martial Soul Hall were just for decoration, to fool ordinary people. I didn't expect that there were real angel Martial Souls, and they were level 20 when they woke up. I have been practicing for more than 20 years and I am only level 23." Level! He caught up with me right after he woke up, the world is really unfair!"

"There is no fairness. Wuhun is the biggest injustice. Fortunately, we have soul power, can become soul masters, and live a life of wine and meat.

Those soulless ordinary people can't eat much stew all year round. Compared with them, we are much better off. "

"No wonder the Haotian Sect was forced to close the mountain by the Spirit Hall. It turns out that the Spirit Hall still hides such a powerful spirit. The world's best spirit, the best beast spirit, the highest is only the tenth level of innate spirit power. Nothing compares to Seraphim!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a terrifying momentum rose behind him.

"Haotian Sect cannot be humiliated!"

With a roar, a huge hammer appeared and smashed the man into a pulp.

Others in the tavern did not escape, and they were all buried in the tavern.