Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, I'll hand it over to the nation.

Sword Douluo, who hated evil all his life, naturally had to teach a lesson to a "wicked" kid like Tang San:

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Then, the second, the third... the slaps fell like a storm, rhythmic and forceful.

Each strike was excruciating, yet skillfully avoided vital bones. A supple, subtle force penetrated, allowing the burning pain to continue to spread without causing irreversible damage.

Tang San was like a puppet, frozen in place, forced to endure the humiliation. His cheeks quickly swelled up, and he saw stars before his eyes.

After striking forty-eight times, Chen Xin finally stopped and casually flicked his sleeve.

A gentle force surged forth, and Tang San felt as if all restraints had been released. However, he could not control his body and was staggered out of the blacksmith shop, rolling awkwardly into the mud on the street like a dead dog being thrown out.

This punishment was applied with just the right amount of force.

The physical pain was enough for Tang San to remember for a week or two, but his muscles, bones, and internal organs were not seriously injured.

This is the control power of a Title Douluo.

Tang San struggled to his feet, his cheeks swollen and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. He was filled with shame and rage, cursing Sword Douluo Chen Xin a thousand times, but he didn't even have the courage to turn around and glare at him. He could only flee in a sorry state.

Having dealt with Tang San, Sword Douluo gave Tang Yi a "kind" look: "If I'm not mistaken, your soul power is already at level ten!"

"Although this level of soul power is insignificant, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a dedicated weapon hall. Your blacksmithing skills are quite good. In the future, you can cultivate your soul power while practicing forging. Before long, you will be renowned throughout the region!"

Sword Douluo extended an olive branch.

Tang Yi shook his head slightly in his heart.

Blacksmithing, forging?

That was just one of the most insignificant uses of Li Yuanba's "Thirty-Six Styles of Gilded Hammer Technique".

Once his Nine Yang Manual is further refined, the Thirty-Six Styles of Gilded Hammer Technique will be able to unleash even greater power!

Seeing Tang Yi hesitate, Sword Douluo Chen Xin advised again, "Young brother, Notting City is just a small city. Even the best academy there, Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, is just an ordinary, basic institution. Whether it's teaching staff or other resources, it's at the bottom!"

"And my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is one of the three most powerful sects on the continent!"

Chen Xin tried to win him over.

"My sect can provide you with the most abundant resources!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the strongest support sect. Most of the sect's direct disciples are not strong in attack and need someone to protect them.

Some weapons that can protect oneself are in high demand by sects, hence the existence of a dedicated weapon hall.

In Sword Douluo's opinion, Tang Yi's forging talent is second to none, and he will definitely become a forging grandmaster in the future.

They are very worthy of being cultivated and won over.

However, Tang Yi had no intention of joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

After all, with the "Dimensional Jade Pendant" in hand, Tang Yi, backed by the Great Xia Dynasty, has no shortage of resources!

"I'm sorry, Grandpa! I don't want to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School yet."

Tang Yi politely declined.

Sword Douluo urged again, "Are you really not going to reconsider?"

Tang Yi shook his head again: "I'm sorry, Grandpa! I really don't plan to join a sect for the time being!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's expression changed slightly. After pondering for a moment, he did not insist.

"Alright, everyone has their own ambitions, I won't force you."

"Alright then, whenever you want to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, just mention my name, Sword Douluo! The gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will always be open for you!"

After speaking, Chen Xin tossed a token to Tang Yi.

The front of the token features an exquisitely crafted relief of a seven-story pagoda, surrounded by what appears to be clouds.

The back features a simple design of an ancient longsword.

The edges are engraved with tiny soul-guiding runes, with a faint glow flowing between them.

This is the exclusive token of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Sword Douluo smiled and then flew away on his sword.

Inside and outside the blacksmith's shop, everyone seemed to wake from a dream and let out a long breath only after the sword light had completely disappeared.

Shi San was the first to approach Tang Yi, patting his shoulder forcefully, his tone filled with disbelief and regret: "Young brother! Do you know who that was just now? That was a Title Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the Soul Master world! And from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects!"

Why did you refuse?

At this moment, Director Su of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, who had rushed over after receiving the news, also happened to witness Sword Douluo's departure.

Director Su walked up to Tang Yi, his face also showing extreme regret. He shook his head and sighed, "Xiao Yi, this is an incredible stroke of luck! It's an opportunity that countless people would kill for!"

Faced with the sighs and incomprehension of the crowd, Tang Yi simply stroked the warm, smooth glass token in his hand, gazed at the sky where Sword Douluo had departed, and said firmly, "My path is not there!"

...............

Inside Notting Junior Soul Master Academy:

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were applying ointment to each other.

The injuries on the two were neither minor nor severe, but each time the ointment was applied, it would stimulate their nerves, bringing waves of pain.

Tang San, his eyes blazing with fury, roared, "Sword Douluo Chen Xin has already chosen his own death!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was unusually tough.

He had already learned of Sword Douluo's departure.

Without any more reservations, Yu Xiao began to speak harshly: "Sword Douluo Chen Xin is nothing but a bullying scoundrel!"

"His achievement of becoming a Title Douluo was the result of Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, showering him with countless gold soul coins!"

"Furthermore, he's already too old; his soul power can't possibly increase any further!"

Yu Xiaogang then launched into a scathing attack: "Sword Douluo Chen Xin may seem imposing, but he's merely clinging to the remnants of his past glory, a withered skeleton in a tomb! Unlike you and me, master and disciple, who possess limitless possibilities for the future!"

Tang San nodded repeatedly: "Master is right! I will remember this humiliation. One day, I will make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School pay a heavy price for what happened today!"

Seeing that he had finished his rant, Yu Xiaogang, remembering his previous behavior, and wanting to maintain his lofty image in Tang San's eyes, couldn't help but add, "Little San, don't blame your teacher for running away earlier. I wasn't cowardly; I came back to get reinforcements."

After hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San suddenly felt unwell.

Having lived two lives, Tang San naturally knew what kind of reinforcements could be brought to Notting City to deal with a Title Douluo.

However, Tang San was born in an ancient feudal society, and his traditional ideas were deeply ingrained.

"The strength of a Title Douluo is terrifying! It's better for our teacher to go first than for us both to die here! At least there's still hope for revenge."

Tang San filled in the blanks in his mind and forcibly "corrected" Yu Xiaogang's various behaviors.

"Teacher, don't worry! How could I blame you? I'm your direct disciple!"

Tang San smiled.

Seeing Tang San's "sensible" behavior, Yu Xiaogang felt a great weight lifted from his heart, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. He patted Tang San's still-healing shoulder and said, "Good, good! As expected of my disciple, Yu Xiaogang, you are reasonable and understand the bigger picture! Your character and comprehension are far beyond that of ordinary people."

Yu Xiaogang stood up smoothly, put his hands behind his back, and resumed his "master" demeanor, pointing out the flaws in the world: "Alright, no need for further words. The most important thing right now is for you to become stronger as quickly as possible. This little injury is just a warning."

"Starting tomorrow, I will be giving you a special training program! I must ensure that your abilities improve significantly in a short period of time!"

"Yes, teacher!"

Tang San's fighting spirit rekindled, and he became proud once again.