An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 215 The Mad Truth, the Master's Real Identity! (Can anyone guess?)
Just as Ah Shui, carrying those ferocious and flamboyant [Extreme Roaring Guns], approached step by step with a sinister grin, trying to join this party targeting Tang She.

"Hey! What are you doing? Stop right now!"

A deep yet penetrating shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, suddenly exploded in the chaotic and noisy dormitory!

Just like sunlight piercing through the darkness, the dilapidated wooden door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

The master's figure stood firmly in the light and shadow at the entrance, like a rock.

His always-squinting eyes coldly swept over the mess in the dormitory, finally settling on Tang She, who was tightly bound by Xiao Wu's legs and about to be swallowed by the abyss's gaping maw.

An invisible yet powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire Seventh Dormitory. The elves, who had been making a ruckus, fell silent as if their throats had been grabbed, not daring to even breathe.

"Croak! Master, please save me!"

When Tang She saw this figure descending like a divine warrior, it was as if he had seen his only savior. All the fear, humiliation and despair that had been building up inside him burst forth instantly!

"These beasts beat me to my knees; they're probably trying to force me into becoming their hardworking slave!!"

"Hmph! Nonsense!"

A cold glint flashed in the master's narrowed eyes, and he stepped in front of Tang She as if he had teleported!
His seemingly ordinary hand shot out with lightning speed, precisely gripping Xiao Wu's powerful ankle, and an indescribable, powerful force gently vibrated!
"Uh-huh?!"

Xiao Wu felt an overwhelming shock coming from her ankles, and her proud strangulation force instantly collapsed, causing her legs to involuntarily loosen!

With his other hand, the master grabbed the base of the Tang snake's wet tail as if it were a chick, and pulled it out of the edge of the hot, slippery abyss with a "pop"!
He carried the still-soothing Tang Snake as if it were a green bean, turned around, and strode out of this suffocating den of demons.

Only a group of bewildered elves remained in Dormitory 7, looking at each other with lingering fear.

At the edge of the empty training field, a night breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness.

The master casually placed the limp Tang snake on the cold ground.

The snake was still in shock, its emerald green body trembling uncontrollably. The tip of its tail still retained the hot, wet sensation of being held in the giant mouth, making every scale of it feel a chill.

The master crouched down and reached out his hand, seemingly wanting to examine its battered tail.

"Come here, let your teacher see how your tail is doing..."

His fingertips had just touched the cool, slippery scales...

"Quack!!! Don't touch it!!!"

Tang She jolted violently as if struck by a high-voltage electric shock, and her PTSD instantly flared up!

The snake instantly sprang up, darting back several meters, coiling into a ball, and staring intently at the master's hand with terrified eyes!

Seeing Tang She's current disheveled and frightened state, the master's hand froze in mid-air before slowly withdrawing.

He didn't try to get any closer, but slowly stood up and looked at the deep night sky at a 45-degree angle.

Beneath his thick eyebrows, his squinty eyes seemed to see through the cruel truths of the world.

"See that? This is the law of this world: the weak will be humiliated by the strong! So, what path do you intend to take from now on?"

Tang She curled up, her mind replaying the previous scenes uncontrollably...

It shuddered violently, its voice trembling with a sob and an unprecedented fear, and screamed.

"I will never go back to that godforsaken place again! Absolutely not!!! I'd rather die than go back!!"

Staying in that kind of place for even a second longer is torture. It would rather sleep on the streets than set foot there again!

Hearing this naive yet desperate answer, the master seemed amused and shook his head.

"Heh... Not going back to the dorm? Naive! How big do you think the world is? Let me tell you, the whole world is just one giant dorm! As long as you're not strong enough, you'll run into new 'A-Shui' and 'Xiao-Wu' wherever you go! You can avoid them today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after?"

His voice suddenly became louder, like the ringing of an alarm bell.

"I won't always be able to happen to be passing by! Next time, you might really get swallowed whole, or turned into a snakeskin holster! Do you want that?!"

"me……"

Tang Snake was speechless when asked the question. The immense fear was like ice water poured over its head, making it feel cold all over.

It doesn't want to! It absolutely doesn't want to do that!
It wants revenge! It will strangle that mad rabbit! It will twist the barrel of that dual-gun otter into a pretzel! It will trample all the spirits that mocked it under its feet!

But... but what can it use to retaliate?

Is this all you're going to do with this useless, terminally ill-equipped martial spirit, Silver Grass? It can't even break through someone else's defense!

Become stronger! You must become stronger immediately!
He must be stronger than that damned Double-Gun Maru Ashui, and stronger than that perverted crazy rabbit Xiao Wu!
However, it still has no clue how to cultivate, possesses full soul power but does not know how to use it, and its knowledge of martial soul theory is pitifully lacking.

Right now, it seems... this is the only path we can take.

The inner pride and the cruelty of reality clashed fiercely, like two torrents colliding wildly in Tang She's astonishing wisdom.

Ultimately, the extreme thirst for power and the intense obsession with revenge overwhelmed the last trace of resistance stemming from an instinctive aversion to the squinty-eyed smile!

Tang She suddenly raised his head, his emerald green snake eyes fixed on the master, burning with humiliation, resentment, and desperate madness!

"Alright... then I'll ask you! If... if I were to become your disciple, could you... could you truly... make my Silver Grass surpass those despicable fellows?! Answer me!"

Seeing Tang She's eyes burning with astonishing wisdom and the will of a god-king, the master felt a sense of unease and was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, all expressions vanished from his face, replaced by an unprecedented, almost solemn, dignity.

"Heh, don't worry. When it comes to the research, cultivation, and development of martial spirits, if I claim to be second in the entire Doujing Continent, no one would dare to claim to be first!"

The master's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable and absolute confidence, as if he were stating a universal truth.

"A useless martial spirit? That's the definition of mediocrity! In my eyes, there are only martial spirits that haven't yet unleashed their true potential! As long as you are willing to sincerely learn from me, abandon distractions, and endure hardships unimaginable to ordinary people... then I will definitely impart all my knowledge and guide you to uncover the true power hidden beneath this silver grass!"

"At that time, not to mention the mere Ah Shui and Xiao Wu, even the younger generation of Ding Ding Academy, Noxus Province, and even the entire Dou Jing Continent will surely have a place for you, Tang She! The path to becoming an unparalleled powerhouse, your master will open it for you!"

The master's words were like a resounding bell, each word containing a strange power, striking Tang She's heart heavily and echoing in his empty and desperate sea of ​​consciousness.

Every word precisely hits the deepest ambition in its heart!
The last struggle and resentment in his eyes were extinguished like a candle flickering in the wind, replaced by an almost tragic determination and a desperate gamble, like grasping at a straw!
It suddenly lowered its head and, with all its might, slammed its head, which had never bowed to anything, heavily onto the cold ground with a dull thud.

The voice, tinged with lingering resentment, rang out with unparalleled clarity.

"Master, I bow to you! From this day forward, I... I am willing to become your disciple! I beg you to impart the true teachings, to guide me on the Great Dao, and to help me... to help me become an unparalleled powerhouse!!!"

Seeing that this unruly and cunning Tang snake had finally been completely subdued and bowed down before him, the master's eyes flashed with an uncontrollable ecstatic joy at his plan coming to fruition!

He tried hard to suppress the urge to smile, quickly stepped forward, and personally helped Tang She up, his tone filled with relief and excitement.

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good! Please rise! To have such a fine disciple is a great fortune for my academic pursuits! From now on, you will be my personal disciple! Rest assured, your master will do everything in his power to bring about an earth-shattering transformation in your Silver Grass Martial Soul! I will never let today's humiliation repeat itself!"

After countless twists and turns, Tang She finally became a disciple of the master. Although the arrogance in his eyes had slightly subsided, the confusion stemming from the will of the God King remained undiminished.

Unable to contain itself any longer, it raised its head, its snake eyes filled with confusion, and hissed as it asked.

"Master... I... I still don't understand. Why would someone like you exist in this world full of elves? You are clearly human! And why do you specifically study these universally acknowledged useless martial souls? What is your purpose?"

Upon hearing this, the master's smile gradually faded, and a complex sense of melancholy appeared in his eyes.

He sighed deeply, a sigh that contained too many indescribable emotions.

"Alas... this is a long story. In truth... I am not the human you perceive on the surface." He paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, before finally speaking slowly.

"My name is Xiao Gang. My true identity is a descendant of the Gray Rock Steel Serpent Sect."

"The Grey Rock Steel Serpent Sect?!"

Upon hearing this, Tang She felt a sudden chill run down his spine, as if an electric current had surged through his back!
Its astonishing wisdom, containing all the common sense about the world stored within, was instantly mobilized!

The Giant Steel Serpent Sect of Limestone?!
That's a powerful family that, along with the legendary Sun Heaven Sect and Seven Treasures Diamond Sect, is known as one of the three great sects of the Doujing Continent!

With profound foundations and terrifying strength, it is a true behemoth standing at the top of the continent!
But soon, the shock was dispelled by overwhelming doubt.

Tang Snake's eyes revealed intense suspicion as it looked the master up and down at his standard human physique and face, hissing incredulously.

"This...this is impossible?! Master, are you playing a trick on me? As far as I know, the bloodline of the Grey Rock Steelix family is such that every descendant is either Onix or Steelix! But you...you look completely human! Your figure, appearance, aura...there is absolutely no trace of rock or steel!"

This is so illogical!

It's as absurd as a caterpillar claiming to be a descendant of Rayquaza!
Faced with Tang She's well-reasoned questions, Xiao Gang showed no displeasure, but instead revealed a bitter smile that said, "I knew he would ask that."

He didn't immediately offer an explanation, but instead took a deep breath.

Then, under Tang She's unwavering gaze, he made a move that left the snake speechless...

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He suddenly reached out, grabbed his clothes, and then forcefully ripped them to both sides!

“Ah——!!!”

The moment the clothes were lifted, Tang Snake gasped sharply, the sound so piercing it almost tore its own vocal cords apart!

The sight before him was so shocking and absurd that it far surpassed the first time he saw Ah Shui pull out those two [Extreme Roaring Guns]!
From within the human body, a giant rock serpent made of grayish-brown rock suddenly emerged!
The giant rock snake's head was sharply defined, and its pair of rocky eyes shone with a dim yet real luster, revealing even tiny cracks and a hard texture!

What... what kind of terrifying structure is this?!
At this moment, the visual and cognitive impact that Master Xiaogang's true form has revealed on Tang She is devastating!

Its brain seemed to have been struck hard by an invisible giant hammer, buzzing and its astonishing wisdom fell into complete chaos and shutdown for the first time!

The giant rock snake attached to the human body had the same wistful look in its eyes as Xiao Gang.

It slowly opened its mouth, its voice deep and resonant with the texture of rocks grinding, as it recounted that incredible past.

"That's right, as you can see, this is actually my complete true form. And the reason why everything has become like this is all because of my Martial Soul..."

At this moment, with Tang She's extraordinary wisdom, after experiencing the initial extreme shock, he was already able to glimpse the maddening clues in this matter!
"Could it be... that... the martial spirit you awakened is..."

At that moment, Xiao Gang's two heads nodded heavily at the same time.

The two heads spoke in unison, slowly revealing the truth that was enough to overturn the entire Doujing Continent's understanding.

"That's right, my martial soul is... [Human]!"

Boom-! ! ! !

In an instant, it was as if a bolt of divine lightning from the heavens had struck Tang She precisely on the top of his head!

The amount of information contained in this sentence is like a flood breaking through a dam, instantly shattering all its logical defenses!

Its extraordinary intelligence was burning and operating at an unprecedented speed, trying to process this indescribable information!
Huh? A human... Martial Soul? Wait... a human Martial Soul?!

This...doesn't this mean that...the rock and steel bloodline of the Gray Rock Great Steel Serpent Sect...has actually been hiding all along...

When Tang She's mind finally touched the edge of that insane truth, it was already too late!
Its consciousness seemed to have been thrown into a meat grinder filled with absurdity and paradox, and its sanity plummeted like an avalanche!

"Ugh...ugh...ughhhhh!! No...no! This isn't right! The world shouldn't be like this! What have I discovered?!!!!"

As if it had read the knowledge of the ancient gods, Tang Snake let out a shriek that was a mixture of extreme fear and cognitive collapse.

At this moment, it wished its brain wasn't so sharp, allowing it to comprehend too many unbearable truths!

After seeing Tang She confront this indescribable truth, he became completely confused and almost went insane.

Xiao Gang slowly pulled the clothes he had lifted back up, covering the astonishing giant rock snake.

He looked at the Tang snake rolling wildly on the ground, his tone calm but carrying a hint of helplessness he had long been accustomed to and a deep obsession.

"Now... do you understand? This is why I vowed to dedicate my life to researching all martial souls that are considered 'useless'."

"Because of my [human] martial soul, my soul power level is permanently locked at level twenty-nine, unable to advance any further! In the eyes of almost all elves, this martial soul is utterly useless! But..."

His voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable firmness.

"This martial spirit also bestowed upon me wisdom, thinking ability, and research spirit far exceeding those of ordinary elves! It allows me to look at the origin of power from a different perspective!"

"So I swear! I will thoroughly research all the useless martial spirits in the world! I will prove to the whole world—there are no useless martial spirits! There are only useless spirits that don't know how to develop them, don't work hard, and are content with their fate!!"

The master's words, as if carrying some strange magic, pierced through Tang She's chaotic consciousness.

It abruptly stopped its frantic rolling and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Recalling all the scorn, ridicule, beatings, and humiliation he suffered because of his useless [Silver Grass] martial soul...

Upon hearing the master's declaration, brimming with boundless resentment and unwavering fighting spirit...

Tang She's cold and desperate heart was suddenly jolted!
An incredibly intense emotion surged forth from the deepest part of its heart!

At this moment, it was burning with an unprecedented fighting spirit and desire, and let out an almost roaring howl at Master Xiaogang.

"Hiss—!!! Master! Your disciple understands! Quickly impart all that you have learned in your life to me!"

It kowtowed violently, its voice hoarse and strained.

"This disciple swears! I will exhaust all my efforts to forge this Silver Grass Martial Soul to its supreme level! To become the strongest spirit on this Doujing Continent! To personally clear your name! To prove to the whole world that your theory is unparalleled!!!"

Seeing the glimmer of passion finally ignite in Tang She's eyes, Master Xiao Gang revealed a mysterious and satisfied smile.

He knew the time was right.

"Very good! With your kind intentions, I am relieved!"

He nodded approvingly, then pulled out another neatly bound and incredibly thick document from the lining of his seemingly ordinary gray long shirt.

His movements were solemn and dignified, as if he were holding up some supreme sacred object.

"In fact, I have already tailored a detailed cultivation method for you based on your situation. But before we officially begin, I must first impart to you this—the essence of my life's research, the culmination of my hard work!"

Upon hearing this, Tang She's heart skipped a beat.

It immediately extended two emerald green vines, as if receiving an imperial edict, and carefully accepted the document.

On the cover of the document, a line of incredibly powerful characters was written in a flamboyant style; just looking at the title made it seem profound and mysterious…

The Ten Core Competencies of Pokémon!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Did anyone guess the master's bizarre and convoluted identity beforehand? If not, vote with your monthly ticket!

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