Since Yu Xiaogang separated from Flanders and Liu Erlong, he was invited to come to the small Soul Master Academy in Notting City to continue theoretical research and occasionally answer questions for students. It was considered stable.
But this kind of life was not what he wanted. As the wisdom corner of the golden iron triangle, how could he be content with being ordinary?
He thought of many ways to prove himself, but without exception, he failed in the end.
Later, he figured it out. If there was no way to change his fate, he would use his disciples to prove his theory and let his theory shine on this continent.
Only in this way can he give a loud slap to those who looked down on him and tell those guys that they are the ignorant pigs! He is a real master, a master with invincible theory!
However, it is not so easy to find a satisfactory disciple.
Over the years, he has met some geniuses, but those geniuses have a high opinion of themselves and their family conditions are not bad. They look down on him as a so-called "theoretical master".
And those students with poor talents, he looks down on them. That kind of talent has no hope of helping him become famous.
"It's the beginning of another school year. I hope I can meet a good seedling 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 is a fork in the road after entering the gate. If you don't search carefully, it's hard to notice this place, but he can see the situation on the other side of the gate clearly and at a glance.
Another child came, and he came alone, very good!
Yu Xiaogang was eager to try, pretending to be a little tired, pinched his eyebrows, closed the book, stood up and stretched his body, and then pretended to walk towards the gate.
"Hiss!"
Yu Xiaogang stopped in front of the child, but he didn't expect that the child was so fragile that he fell to the ground with just a bump.
"But it just so happened that the martial spirit certificate fell out." Yu Xiaogang's eyes fell on the certificate on the ground.
"Are you okay?" Yu Xiaogang pulled the child up, and then squatted down to pick up the martial spirit certificate.
"Ah? Oh, it's okay. Thank you, teacher."
"Teacher? I'm not a teacher in the academy. There is only one teacher in a lifetime, and you can only call me that if you sincerely worship me as your master. Others call me Master, so you should call me Master too."
"Are you here to register? I'll take you..." Yu Xiaogang picked up the certificate, opened it casually, and took the opportunity to peek at the information on it.
[Mutated martial soul: black pupil. 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. He also had a mutated martial soul, with a soul power of half a level, and suffered humiliation and ridicule.
With this child's talent, let alone Soul Venerable, it would be difficult for him to become a Great Soul Master.
He was still supported by his family and secretly subsidized by Bibi Dong, so he barely reached level 29.
This child looked like he was from an ordinary family, with no resources and no talent. In this life, he would at best be a Soul Master of a dozen levels. It would be difficult for him to become a great man, and he was not worthy of worshiping him as his master.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind like an electric current, and he changed his words when he was about to speak. Yu Xiaogang said, "The registration office is over there, don't go the wrong way."
Then he returned the backpack
to Cheng Xiao. Cheng Xiao was confused by Yu Xiaogang's actions, and walked towards the registration office in a daze. He kept thinking about Yu Xiaogang's reaction in his mind, and always felt that something was wrong.
"Not quite right, I always feel something is 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 attentive look, Cheng Xiao stroked his chin.
Just as he was about to leave, Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked up, glanced at the gate vaguely, and then retracted his eyes to concentrate on reading again.
"Hmm?" 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 book, this guy shouldn't know that Tang Hao is living in seclusion here, right?"
Cheng Xiao decided to observe it again. He also found a bench and sat down, imitating Yu Xiaogang's vague glances, but did not stare at him, lest the other party notice anything.
Not long after, he found that Yu Xiaogang stood up and walked towards the gate, 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 for several times, Cheng Xiao finally figured out the trick. It seemed that this guy would chat up every student, find an excuse to check the martial spirit certificate, and then bring it to the registration office?
"What is he trying to do?" Cheng Xiao felt a little absurd.
Just as Cheng Xiao was thinking, there was a sound of dispute outside the gate. Yu Xiaogang was startled and walked towards the gate.
Cheng Xiao also looked in the direction of the sound and saw the person outside the door. A flash of light was like thunder that broke through the sky and exploded in his mind.
"One word: Absolute!" Cheng Xiao laughed and shook his head, almost clapping for Yu Xiaogang.
"This guy is picking disciples!"
He said, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? Tang San met a professional theoretical school to help him out as soon as he entered the school gate. It turned out that someone was waiting here!
This guy probably borrowed his identity to check the students' martial spirit certificates, and then judged whether the other party was worth training. With his not low knowledge, he chatted and created a tall "theoretical master" image, laying the foundation for accepting disciples in the future. It
is estimated that the speech skills are all similar templates.
He would evaluate the student's martial spirit in a targeted manner, and then quote classics, take the opportunity to propose the ten core competitiveness of his martial spirit, show his style, and then briefly mention the absorption direction of the spirit ring in the future, arouse curiosity, and vaguely point out his willingness to accept a disciple.
Finally, he would wait for the relationship to deepen in the future, and then formally become a disciple!
Routine! It's all routine!
"Only three twin martial spirits appear in a hundred years, and this guy can meet two twin martial spirits. Isn't this luck a bit against the sky? If I hadn't read the original novel, I would even think that this guy is the son of destiny."
"How can a dignified Saint of the Spirit Hall like a waste? Is she crazy? And Tang San, who has lived two lives, can be fooled into kneeling down and becoming a disciple with just a few words, without any hesitation. I don't believe that he doesn't have the aura of the protagonist!"
"Oh, no, including myself, there should be three..."
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 many interactions with Tang San. It is better to stay away from a person who has murderous intentions at every turn.
"All coincidences are premeditated."
Suddenly thinking of the Shura God who was secretly peeking at the screen in the sky, Cheng Xiao suddenly had a deeper understanding of this sentence. Maybe the rabbit was also sent by him...