chsdbacks Chapter 18 I treated you like a brother, but you treated me like a "father"?
Chapter 18 I treated you like a brother, but you treated me like a "father"?
"Don't be so polite from now on. We're all from the surrounding villages who come here to learn about Soul Masters. Don't call me anything like 'brother.' We're the same age, and I only arrived a few days earlier than you. Feel free to ask me anything you don't understand."
Xiao Yan and Agumon carried Tang San's bedding, introducing the academy's environment to Tang San as they walked.
"Okay, Brother Xiao Yan, I didn't expect you to be helping out at the blacksmith's shop so often." Tang San, the son of a blacksmith, instantly felt more favorably disposed towards Xiao Yan, who was helping out at the blacksmith's shop. Although his eyebrows had been burned off by Xiao Yan, he was indeed in the wrong first. In fact, he had been beaten into submission by Xiao Yan.
"Yes, even the blacksmith uncle wanted to marry his daughter to me." Xiao Yan did help Uncle Norton, but he was helping with the drinking problem.
"Was that master at the door really as bad as you say?"
Xiao Yan shook his head: "It's not that he's incompetent, it's that he's utterly useless and self-righteous. You can look up his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul when you have time. Some of them are quite good, but I suspect that the content is just a hodgepodge of things he cobbled together from somewhere, like a stitched-together monster."
"Isn't this just plagiarizing other people's work?" As a member of the Tang Clan in his previous life, he naturally knew the importance of the sect's inheritance.
"For example, what he just told you, 'There are no useless martial souls,' was just to comfort you. There's a follow-up: 'There are only useless soul masters.' But you should know that our Master Yu Xiaogang is quite old himself, and he's only stuck at level 29 in soul power. So, according to his theory, is it because his martial soul isn't useless, but he himself is useless? He's actually been working quite hard." Xiao Yan was speaking the truth, but unfortunately, hard work can't put food on the table, and he wasn't working hard in the right direction.
Tang San nodded, seemingly having taken his words to heart.
"Moreover, I am the same as you. We are both born with full soul power, but Su Yuntao has identified us as having useless martial souls."
"Brother Xiao Yan, are you also born with full soul power? Your martial soul doesn't look like a useless one." Tang San clenched his left hand, where his second martial soul resided.
"Yes, your Blue Silver Grass is also called a useless martial soul, but look at me now. My Rolling Ball Beast is not a useless martial soul, and neither is your Blue Silver Grass. Our martial souls just haven't evolved to their proper form."
"evolution?"
The black-robed man not far away heard these words and his eyes were filled with emotion. He had been worried when he saw Tang San make his move, but fortunately, the boy named Xiao Yan did not kill him. So he had been listening to the two talking from a distance.
"Yes, our martial souls are not useless martial souls. You have seen my Agumon. According to my own theoretical system and training methods, I can tell you that this is only its third form after I awakened my martial soul. There will be more in the future. So your Blue Silver Grass can also evolve." Of course, Xiao Yan was just talking nonsense. As a Digimon, Agumon's ability to evolve is innate.
"But Brother Xiao Yan, your martial soul is a beast martial soul after all, so the possibility of evolution is much greater than that of the grass in my hand. How else can the Blue Silver Grass evolve?"
"Everything has its own king. The ultimate destiny of the Blue Silver Grass in your hand is naturally to become the Blue Silver Emperor, the emperor among all Blue Silver Grasses."
These remarks were undoubtedly explosive. Even someone as "erudite" as Yu Xiaogang was unaware of the existence of the Blue Silver Emperor. Xiao Yan was obviously saying this on purpose for Tang San to hear, as he was unsure whether Tang Hao was with Tang San.
"Ah Yin..." the man in the black robe murmured.
"Blue Silver Emperor?" Tang San looked at his right hand, his confidence soaring. Perhaps with just this martial soul, he could achieve extraordinary things.
"You've seen it for yourself. My spirit's first spirit skill alone is so powerful. As long as you follow my logic, I believe your Blue Silver Grass will definitely undergo a qualitative change. Why are many spirit masters useless? It's because the so-called first spirit ring they hunt doesn't consider their own compatibility, causing their spirit to just be adding to itself. What I'm going to do is geometric multiplication."
That being said, even if your Blue Silver Grass isn't the best, you still have a second martial soul.
"Brother Xiao Yan, what are you saying?"
Seeing that Tang San was pretending to be stupid, Xiao Yan decided to explain everything that could be pointed out in the open first, so as to facilitate future planning.
"Still trying to pull this on me? Yu Xiaogang is revered as a master, but why do I look down on him? It's because I think his theoretical knowledge is inferior to mine. How could I not see through your true nature? Even if I say that Blue Silver Grass has the potential to evolve, that's in the future. Relying solely on Blue Silver Grass is not enough to reach the standard of innate full soul power," Xiao Yan said confidently, actually having memorized the text.
Seeing that the other party was so certain, Tang San realized that continuing to evade the question would only make him seem hypocritical. He raised his left hand to summon it, and a small hammer appeared out of thin air in Tang San's left hand.
"I do have a second martial soul, that's for sure..."
"Hey, stop!" Xiao Yan immediately pressed down on Tang San's left hand, and looked around nervously. If Tang San exposed himself like this, and Tang Dachui saw it, he would be the first to be silenced.
"Twin martial souls are rare to begin with, and the academy is full of people and eyes, so it's not suitable to show them off. Brother Tang San, you must be careful not to summon your second martial soul unless under special circumstances. With your current abilities, don't add any spirit rings to it either."
Tang San nodded, looking at Xiao Yan with concern in his eyes. He couldn't believe that this child, who was about the same age as him, had said the same thing as his father. He had just tried to kill him at the gate, but Xiao Yan not only didn't hold it against him, but was now answering his questions one by one.
After Tang San stopped, he lowered his head and remained silent, which made Xiao Yan stop as well, not understanding what the three were thinking.
Seemingly having made up his mind, after hesitating for a moment, Tang San walked up to Xiao Yan and made as if to kneel down, which startled Xiao Yan so much that he quickly helped him up.
"Tang San, what are you doing?" Xiao Yan naturally thought that the other party wanted to become his disciple, but he couldn't accept such a grand gesture. Tang Da Chui might be watching from the side. He suspected that Tang San had never even knelt before his father.
"Although Brother Xiao Yan and I are about the same age, your knowledge is profound. Not to mention that so-called master, Tang San believes that few people in the entire Notting Academy can compare to you. It is Tang San who is shallow. A teacher does not necessarily have to be older than his disciple. Anyone with a specialty can be called a teacher. A teacher for a day is a father for life. Therefore, Brother Xiao Yan deserves my bow."
Thinking back to Tang San, who had just been intent on killing at the gate, his change of heart was so swift. It seemed that the Third Brother knew a lot, but he hadn't chosen the right person to follow. However, he couldn't accept this bow.
"Don't be like that. I've never seen my parents since I was little. When I met you at the academy gate today, I felt like we were old friends. If you don't mind, we can call each other brothers. I know what I'm talking about, and of course I'll teach you everything I know." Of course, these were Xiao Yan's words on the surface. Behind the scenes, he still wanted Tang San to eat what was left over.
"Okay, then from now on, Brother Xiao Yan will be my elder brother for life." Tang San didn't believe that Xiao Yan was from a poor mountain village. He felt that the other party must have a great background and be a descendant of some noble family, otherwise he wouldn't have such knowledge. Although he hadn't been exposed to much of the Soul Master world, he could tell that Xiao Yan's discussion of Martial Souls was clear and logical, and not just made up.
What was happening before his eyes was all too natural, saving him the trouble of figuring out seniority. However, Xiao Yan felt that his methods were indeed quite good, and on the surface, he was just a six-year-old child. What kind of thoughts could Tang San possibly have in his eyes? Tang San now regarded him as a disciple of some family.
Xiao Yan led Tang San to the dormitory entrance. Today was the first day of school, so it was normal for it to be lively.
The two had just stood at the door when a figure suddenly flew straight out of the room and crashed into Xiao Yan.
Tang San, quick as a flash, used the Crane Control Dragon Capture technique to grab the boy in mid-air and land him safely on the ground.
"Big brother, are you alright?" Tang San looked at Xiao Yan with concern, and Xiao Yan smiled and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
"Wang Sheng, what's going on? Why did you fly out to greet me today?"
The person who was knocked out of the dormitory was named Wang Sheng. When he saw Xiao Yan, it was as if he had seen a savior.
"Old man, Xiao Yan, a new guy came today and beat us all up."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan looked into the room and saw that the group of work-study students were all lying on the floor. Although there were no obvious injuries, they looked like they had been beaten quite badly.
Standing in the middle of the crowd was a little girl with a long braid resembling a scorpion's tail.