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As the endless grass field dispersed, some patches of real tender blue-silver grass grew on the ground, while Yang Wei lay on the ground, his head swollen, his body covered in bruises, looking extremely miserable.
Su Yuntao immediately went forward to check Yang Wei's injuries. "If he's dead, it would be troublesome..."
However, after Su Yuntao's examination, it was found that Yang Wei only suffered superficial injuries, at most a few broken ribs, which was nothing serious for a Soul King's constitution.
With the help of two Soul Masters who were in their teens from the Spirit Hall, Yang Wei regained consciousness. He refused the assistance of the Soul Masters from the Spirit Hall and said to Tang San, "I lost."
"To Brother Tao... cough! To the Master of the Martial Soul Branch of the Nuoding City, Su Yuntao, I apologize." Tang San coughed and changed his tone, making his words more formal.
Yang Wei's expression was uncertain, and with his swollen face and bruises, there was a hint of grimness mixed with a bizarre sense of humor.
In the end, he apologized to Su Yuntao, "Sorry, I was a bit too excited earlier because I care too much about Yang Long. He's a genius of our clan..."
"Let's call it quits."
Su Yuntao felt quite pleased inwardly. An apology from a Soul King was something he wouldn't have dared to imagine before, but outwardly, he couldn't show any glee. He spoke calmly, "That's settled then. If we have any news about the Blood Sword Norman, we will definitely inform your Breaking Clan."
Yang Wei nodded, glanced around at the crowd watching the commotion, and didn't want to stay here any longer. He quickly left the center of Nuoding Square and headed towards the outskirts of Nuoding City.
It seemed like he wouldn't come back to Nuoding City in this lifetime.
"Little San, thanks to you." Su Yuntao put his arm around Tang San's shoulder. "Let's go, we'll have a meal."
"Should I invite Xiao Wu and Guang Ling too? Otherwise, I'll have to cook for them when I get back." Tang San suggested.
"Who's with whom? Just invite the two younger siblings." Su Yuntao laughed heartily, not thinking much of it.
Tang San almost choked on his saliva. "What younger siblings?"
"Haha, nothing, nothing, I misspoke." Su Yuntao blinked, looking somewhat lecherous, as if saying: you young people are playful, calling them sisters and disciples.
Tang San could only shake his head helplessly.
After dinner, Xiao Wu, Guang Ling, and Tang San left Su Yuntao's house together and headed to the Nuoding Academy.
Tang San had a public class, while Xiao Wu and Guang Ling were auditors.
"San Ge, did you really defeat a Soul King?" After Xiao Wu and Tang San had a frank discussion, she directly called him San Ge to his face, "Was it that Yang Long's relative?"
"Well, but my victory mainly relied on the advantages of martial soul and soul skills. If I hadn't used my martial soul, it would have taken a lot of time to defeat a Soul King." Tang San said objectively, "This is also because my skills countered his, preventing him from even using his soul skills."
"If you have an advantage, you should use it. It's not a big deal." Xiao Wu shrugged indifferently. "By the way, after you fought him, won't he go back and tell his family, and then a stronger person will come?"
"Beating the young brings the old, that's quite common." Tang San recalled the conflicts between the protagonist and Tai Long in the original work, and then Tai Long's father Tai Nuo, and Tai Nuo's father Tai Tan came successively. He felt that after Yang Wei knew about this incident, it was not impossible for Yang Wudi to come to Nuoding City.
However, Nuoding City was quite far from the Breaking Clan's territory, unlike the Blue Tyrant Academy and the Strenght Clan's territories, which were all in Tian Dou City. Even if Yang Wudi really wanted to come over, it would take one or two months.
If he didn't come within these one or two months, it would prove that Yang Wei had kept this failure to himself and hadn't told Yang Wudi, after all, it was very embarrassing for a Soul King to lose to a Soul Ancestor.
This possibility seemed quite likely.
After all, the Breaking Clan's martial soul was the Soul Breaking Spear, which was not much weaker than the Haotian Sect, but stronger than the other three clans. Yang Wei losing to a Soul Ancestor would definitely not be publicized within the clan, otherwise, those clan members would probably laugh at him behind his back.
For strong people, face was very important.
Of course, if Yang Wudi really came, Tang San also had a way to deal with it. After all, he had a bit of a reputation now. Making a deal similar to a three-year or five-year agreement with those proud fellows, they would probably abide by it. At least, as long as he didn't go to those "alleys" where they couldn't act against him.
If Yang Wudi didn't reason, he would just inform Brother Tao, take Xiao Wu and graduate early, and go to a big city. After all, Yang Wu Di wouldn't dare to really make a move against the Spirit Hall here...
In the blink of an eye, two more months had passed.
The Breaking Clan didn't send anyone else, so Tang San knew that Yang Wei had concealed the fact that he had lost. He couldn't help shaking his head, "It seems that my influence as a Soul Master isn't enough yet."
"However, this also confirms one thing. For those big clans and sects, the theories I've presented so far don't have much impact on them. Only those common Soul Masters tend to appreciate me... But, common Soul Masters make up more than seventy percent of the total number of Soul Masters on the continent. Their support is sufficient."
As time passed, Tang San and Xiao Wu had both turned twelve years old. The two of them, who graduated from Nuoding Academy, were preparing to leave Nuoding City and head to a bigger city.
Guangling also graduated a year early in order to follow Tang San. After all, she had reached the level of Soul Ancestor, so in some lesser-known advanced academies, she could graduate directly.
The dean of Nuoding Academy held a farewell ceremony for the three of them, and Tang San also left a lot of educational policies and materials on basic teaching at Nuoding Academy, as a repayment for the care given to him by the dean of Nuoding, Director Su, Teacher Mo Hen, and others over the years.
"Wang Sheng, level twenty, not bad." Tang San found Wang Sheng and advised him on the selection of the second and third soul rings.
"San Ge, thank you."
Wang Sheng was deeply moved. He knew his own talent. If it weren't for Tang San helping him choose the first soul ring, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate so quickly.
For common Soul Masters, breaking through to level twenty at eighteen years old was already considered a genius.
"No need to thank me. You've helped me a lot in the past, speeding up my research on blood energy." Tang San patted Wang Sheng's shoulder, passed on the simplified martial art derived from the Jade Bone Method to him, and instructed, "This is a simplified technique I developed based on my own cultivation method. It's called Blood Qi Tempering Bones, which can strengthen your bones."
"Don't blame me for not teaching you my body-forging technique. The cultivation of this technique requires a certain level of control over soul power, and if it's exposed, you won't be able to handle it."
Wang Sheng smiled, "San Ge, don't worry, I know my abilities. In fact, I don't even want this Blood Qi Tempering Bones."
As a common Soul Master like him, how could he dare to accept such a self-created soul skill?
That would bring trouble!
"Take it, it's okay. Now that you've joined the Spirit Hall, you can handle this. I've also prepared a copy for Brother Tao and Sister Si Si." After passing on the method of Blood Qi Tempering Bones to Wang Sheng, Tang San left the Spirit Hall and returned to the Holy Spirit Village with Xiao Wu and Guang Ling.
After all, they were going to leave here in the future, and they might not come back often. They needed to bid farewell to Old Jack.
In fact, Tang San also hoped that Old Jack would move to Nuoding City to live. Unfortunately, Old Jack disagreed. He had feelings for Holy Spirit Village and didn't want to live in Nuoding City.
In the end, Tang San compromises and let Old Jack stay in the small manor in Nuoding City in winter, which was warmer than the village.
Old Jack finally agreed...
(End of Chapter)