LRAB Chapter 6 The Pit of the Pet's Anus
Chapter 6 The Pit of the Pet's Anus
"Brother, calm down, let's hear what this person has to say first."
Fortunately, at the last moment, a hand grabbed Tang San's wrist.
It was Tang Wu.
Killing him to silence him is too easy; it's more fun to play with him slowly.
Moreover.
Although this little guy has no real ability, he has an exceptionally good network of connections.
If Bibi Dong found out that Tang San killed Yu Xiaogang, that crazy woman would probably be promoted to Rakshasa God directly.
"Alright, let's figure out what this so-called master is really up to."
Upon hearing this, Tang San forcibly suppressed his killing intent and locked the safety mechanism again.
Yu Xiaogang was completely oblivious to the danger that had just occurred, and continued talking animatedly:
"I have visited many Blue Silver Grass Soul Masters, but without exception, their highest innate soul power is no more than level 5."
"But you two are born with full soul power, as evidenced by my ten martial souls."
"From this, we can conclude that you must possess a powerful martial soul, otherwise you could never have innate level 10 soul power."
Yu Xiaogang's words were full of confidence; anyone who didn't know him would really think he was capable.
But little did they know.
Tang San's face darkened visibly.
If others don't know, how could he not know?
Her younger brother didn't have twin martial souls at all; he only had a Blue Silver Seed martial soul.
If it weren't for Tang Wu's previous explanation, Tang San would have been easily fooled by this master in front of him.
The strength of a martial spirit does not lie in its appearance, but in its potential limit.
Based on the strength of Blue Silver Grass in Tang Wu's hands, who would believe that it's a useless martial soul?
Tang Wu had previously speculated that the Blue Silver Grass they possessed was a degenerated form of a Super Martial Soul.
However, due to their inherent deficiencies, they were unable to demonstrate their original abilities.
Tang San was also more inclined to believe this hypothesis.
Thinking of this, he smiled.
I laughed in exasperation.
The person in front of me is nothing but a fame-seeker who stumbled upon the secret of his twin martial souls by accident. In reality, he's just a good-for-nothing.
Why waste time on someone like that?
Tang San spoke indifferently, not giving Yu Xiaogang much of a friendly look:
"You guessed wrong. We only have one martial soul, not twin martial souls at all."
"So, don't bother us anymore. We still need to register at the freshman registration office. Goodbye."
As he spoke, he took Tang Wu's hand.
He turned and left, his back view so resolute.
"Impossible. My Ten Martial Soul Theories are absolutely correct. You must be lying to me."
"Yes, you must be lying to me."
Yu Xiaogang, seemingly insane, jumped in front of Tang Wu and his brother once again.
His eyes were bloodshot, he was panting heavily, and his red eyes were fixed on Tang San.
His eyes were still bloodshot...
Still panting heavily...
It's like giving the little turtle a good whack, putting it into a Douluo Continent-exclusive rage scenario.
"I'm a master of martial spirit theory, you can't go wrong by listening to me."
"According to my theory, a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass should absorb a poison-attribute soul ring."
"Otherwise, with just a Blue Silver Grass, the highest achievement you can attain in your lives is only level 30 Soul Master, and you will forever be a piece of trash."
Upon hearing this, Tang San's expression immediately changed.
They originally didn't want to pay any attention to Yu Xiaogang, this clown.
But he shouldn't have, absolutely shouldn't have, cursed his brother as a good-for-nothing.
Tang San could not tolerate this in the slightest.
However, just as Tang San was about to make his move, a voice suddenly rang out beside him:
"Brother, let me do it myself."
Tang Wu placed his right hand on his left wrist and rotated it a few times, his smooth, short blue hair fluttering in the wind.
Tang San froze.
He was all too familiar with Tang Wu's action.
Whenever this action occurs, it means that my younger brother is about to do something big again.
Tang San vacated the area, thought for a moment, and then said to Tang Wu with a complicated expression:
"Xiao Wu, um..."
"Wait a minute, you... remember to tone it down a bit."
They just told Tang Wu to tone it down, instead of stopping him?
Hagiwara, you bastard!
"Don't worry, I'll be very gentle." After dealing with Tang San, Tang Wu looked straight ahead at Yu Xiaogang:
"Master, since you say we'll be useless in the future, then what level is your soul power?"
"I'm a master of theory, but practical application isn't my forte."
Yu Xiaogang felt uneasy and tried to evade the question.
But it's a pity.
For Tang Wu, who already knew his true strength, this little trick was nothing.
"Oh, I see, I understand now~~~"
Tang Wu, as if suddenly realizing something, deliberately drew out his words:
"So all he does is talk, he doesn't actually have much real strength."
These words hit Yu Xiaogang's sore spot perfectly.
But before Yu Xiaogang could get angry, Tang Wu chose to strike first.
Under his control, the blue silver seed quickly took root and sprouted, growing from the soles of Yu Xiaogang's feet.
The vines first passed through the calves, then climbed upwards, wrapped around the chest, and intertwined between the shins.
The center is hollowed out, forming a standard tortoise shell that binds it tightly.
"Stop! What are you doing?"
Bound by this shameful method, Yu Xiaogang struggled desperately:
"I am a master, and I am good friends with the dean of Notting Academy. If you don't let me go, I'll make you regret it."
"I don't care what you do here or there, but if you fall into my hands, you're going to suffer a lot."
Tang Wu said, "I won't listen, I won't listen—it's like a turtle chanting scriptures."
A whip made of blue silver grass appeared in Tang Wu's hand.
"Master, is that right?"
Snap—
"A friend, right?"
Snap—
"Go ahead and bite me."
Snap—
Each time Tang Wu uttered a sound, it was often accompanied by a piercing crack of the whip, which struck Yu Xiaogang's back hard.
Yu Xiaogang was beaten so badly he felt like he was dying.
He did consider struggling, but the vines were tougher than he had imagined.
With a jolt, Yu Xiaogang's head hit the ground, dust settling on his forehead.
Unable to bear the pain any longer, he summoned Luo Sanpao in a final act of defiance.
"Oh, it even comes with a little pet, and a Blue Silver Binding Armor."
Tang Wu was slightly surprised when he saw Luo Sanpao appear.
Then······
"Lower your head—"
"Shout louder—"
Luo Sanpao had just landed and hadn't even figured out what was going on when he was covered in smaller tortoise shells on his limbs.
As the whip fell, it, like its master, was punished here alongside Yu Xiaogang.
After understanding the situation, Luo Sanpao looked at Yu Xiaogang with resentment in his eyes.
You can take the whipping yourself, why drag it out too?
Restraints and whips...
Teachers and students...
Finally, there are pets...
Seeing this, Tang San couldn't help but blush.
hiss----
That's way too fancy!
The punishment lasted for more than 20 minutes before Tang Wu and Tang San went to the administration office to report for duty.