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

Sure enough, Tang San, that little rascal, had some "bad ideas" hidden in his heart.

For Tang San, who grew up in a small village, the reward of one gold soul coin distributed by the Spirit Hall was undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

In Tang San's opinion, his younger brother Tang Yi had a work-study spot in Holy Soul Village, and schooling was free. As long as he cultivated step by step, becoming a level 10 Soul Master was only a matter of time.

Even though his younger brother Tang Yi's achievements were limited, he was still able to continuously bring benefits to himself and his father.

"Father, 1 gold soul coin = 10 silver soul coins = 100 bronze soul coins! That's enough for a commoner's expenses for several months! Let my younger brother come with me to the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy for some training!"

Tang San pleaded.

Tang Hao was taken aback. He didn't care about 1 gold soul coin, but considering that Tang San was his most valued son and possessed twin martial souls!

Tang Hao himself will have to deal with some things in the future; he can't just stay in Holy Soul Village and wait to die.

"Fine! Since you insist, Xiao San, then let Tang Yi go with you!" Tang Hao said, relenting.

After a pause, Tang Hao glanced at Tang Yi and said, "Tang Yi, you don't have the talent for being a mistress! Once you become a level ten Soul Master and start receiving subsidies, get back to Holy Soul Village immediately! I still need you to do my laundry, wash the dishes, and cook for me!"

Tang Hao instinctively felt a hint of contempt for Tang Yi, who lacked talent.

Tang Hao even had a sudden thought: why does Tang San have twin martial souls, with the "Clear Sky Hammer" martial soul that is his own bloodline?

In contrast, Tang Yi only has Ah Yin's Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

"Damn it! Did I get cheated on?!"

Tang Hao's face turned as bitter as a bitter gourd as a terrible thought popped into his head, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Absolutely not! I, Tang Hao, am the youngest Title Douluo on the continent! The most charming man! Ah Yin, I absolutely won't... I'd be sorry to my..."

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's gaze towards Tang Yi grew even more disgusted: "Tang Yi, get out of here tomorrow! Don't come back until you're a level ten Soul Master and you get your subsidies!"

Tang Yi looked at Tang Hao, the "beast" father who "gave birth to a son but did not raise him," and was equally furious.

"Dog Haozi, things change, we'll see!"

Having received the gift of the Great Xia Dynasty and being able to connect with his motherland, Tang Yi was confident that he would soon be able to climb to the ranks of the strongest in the Douluo Universe!

On the way to Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, Tang San was still bragging to Tang Yi about his teacher, Yu Xiaogang.

"Little brother, my teacher is a theoretical master in the world of martial spirits, who proposed the famous Ten Core Competencies of Martial Spirits!"

"Moreover, my teacher, whose innate soul power was only half a level, has now become a level twenty-nine Great Soul Master!"

"With my teacher's help, I even obtained a hundred-year-old spirit ring!"

"Moreover, this spirit ring of mine is no ordinary one; it was taken from a 400-year-old Mandragora Serpent spirit beast and possesses the effect of a nerve-paralyzing toxin!"

As Tang San spoke, he proudly released his yellow spirit ring!

Tang Yi sneered inwardly. It seemed that Tang San had been led astray by "Yu Xiaogang". He had a perfectly good Blue Silver Grass martial soul, but instead of going for the life type, he insisted on going for the control type, and he even added all sorts of weird poison effects to it.

Tang San kept showing off, unaware that his potential had already been capped by Yu Xiaogang.

"It's just so-so!"

Tang Yi waved his hand, thoroughly fed up with Tang San's incessant chatter.

Tang San's face immediately turned ugly: "So-so? I'm a level 15 Soul Master now, and I have a 400-year-old Soul Ring! You're saying I'm just so-so?"

Village Chief Jack, who was traveling with them, quickly interrupted, "Little Three, your brother is just encouraging you to keep it up!"

With Village Chief Jack intervening, Tang San could no longer lose his temper, but he still secretly struck Tang Yi with a palm.

That's just how Tang Bie San is—he's vindictive and petty.

However, after receiving supplies from the Great Xia, Tang Yi would certainly not be a "weak" child.

Tang San secretly used 20% of his "Mysterious Jade Hand" power in this palm strike!

According to Tang San's plan, if Tang Yi were to be slapped hard, he would definitely fall flat on his face!

This way, I can teach my arrogant "younger brother" a good lesson!

Tang Yi looked at Tang San's sneak attacking hand and sneered inwardly. The moment he obtained the Great Xia's supplies, he immediately took the gene enhancement potion and began cultivating the Nine Yang Manual!

With the help of several bottles of gene-enhancing drugs, Tang Yi has already cultivated a Nine Yang Inner Strength!

The Nine Yang Internal Force is fierce and domineering, and is an unparalleled pure Yang martial art!

Tang San's current "half-baked" Xuan Yu Hand is no match for him at all.

"Nine Yang Inner Strength, Tremor!"

Without leaning to one side or dodging, he directly clashed with Tang San's palm as it struck out!

"Snap!"

Tang San was sent flying by the force of the blow. He lost his footing and fell to the ground with a "thud".

As luck would have it, there was a pile of dog poop right in front of us on the grass.

Tang San's face was completely covered in "dog poop"!

"You're eating shit!"

Tang Yi scoffed.

Tang San was instantly vomited by the stench!

A surge of overwhelming rage welled up within him!

"Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!"

Tang San immediately released his martial soul, preparing for a fierce battle with Tang Yi.

Village Chief Jack angrily reprimanded, "Third Brother, Tang Yi is your brother! I saw it all just now; you tried to hit him. Perhaps you weren't careful, your steps were unsteady, and you tripped and fell!"

Village Chief Jack's words calmed Tang San down.

Did I just strike with my "Mysterious Jade Hand" at only 20% of its power?

How could his own brother be able to repel him?

Could it be that he also practiced martial arts secrets?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Tang San immediately dismissed it: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! My brother is probably just naturally stronger! After all, I'm a transmigrator, and I come from the Tang Clan! Martial arts manuals aren't exactly commonplace!"

Then, Tang San suddenly remembered that Tang Yi had been doing heavy "household chores" since he was a child, and he immediately felt it was only natural: "I trained my younger brother from a young age, making him do more work. Sometimes he even had to help our father forge iron, so it's normal for him to be stronger."

"Moreover, this time, I'm only using 20% ​​of my 'Mysterious Jade Hand' power! If I strike with all my might, my younger brother is no match for me! Besides, I also have soul power! Level 15 soul power can crush my younger brother in no time!"

Tang San felt relieved once again. Although his face was covered in "feces" at this moment, he was still extremely proud.

Village Chief Jack covered his nose and coughed, "Little San, hurry up and wash your face! Don't let people laugh at you when we get back to the academy!"

Tang San didn't really respect Village Chief Jack, but he was reluctant to do so because Jack was the village chief of Holy Soul Village and his work-study status was still attached to Holy Soul Village.

His alcoholic father, Tang Hao, still lives in Holy Soul Village.

Tang San knew he couldn't offend Grandpa Jack, otherwise Jack, by virtue of being the village chief, wouldn't be able to deal with him, but he could make it impossible for Tang Hao to stay in the village.

Tang San, with his ancient mindset, was surprisingly "filial" to his alcoholic father, Tang Hao.

"Okay, Grandpa Jack!"

Tang San suppressed his anger at having another fight with Tang Yi, found a small pond, and vigorously scrubbed his face.

Half a day later, the three of them finally arrived at Notting Junior College.

Yu Xiaogang was waiting outside the academy early on.

After hearing Tang San's account of his family situation, he still had high hopes for Tang Yi.

"Xiao San has twin martial souls and innate full soul power! His younger brother, Tang Yi, must also be a martial soul genius!"

"I must take him under my wing! That way, my ten core competitive advantages of martial spirit will definitely be able to flourish!"

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, trying his best to look like a hermit sage.

Tang San ran over to Yu Xiaogang with great enthusiasm when he saw him.

"Teacher! I'm back!"

"This is Chief Jack, he's the one who brought me to school before!"

"As for this boy, he is my younger brother—Tang Yi!"

Tang San gave a brief introduction.

A glint of light flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes as he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Village Chief Jack: "Old Village Chief, you can go back now! Leave the children to me!"

Village Chief Jack nodded: "Then thank you, Master!"

Then, Yu Xiaogang, still with that nonchalant demeanor, glanced at Tang Yi, seemingly casually, and asked, "Child, do you know who I am?"

"Jade little anus!"

Tang Yi smiled dismissively.

Yu Xiaogang's face showed anger, but to maintain his image as a superior, he still smiled and said, "That's right, that's my full name! People in the Martial Soul world generally prefer to call me by my given name—Master! Little San, I should have introduced me to you already!"

"Throughout the entire continent, in the realm of martial spirit theory, I am the authority, the number one! If you become my disciple, you will surely grow rapidly!"

Yu Xiaogang's words sounded very respectable.

Tang Yi directly exposed Yu Xiaogang's hypocrisy: "Bullshit! The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls! Aren't they just things you copied from the Spirit Hall?"

"Furthermore, aren't those so-called theoretical plant-based and weapon-type martial souls capable of absorbing beast-type soul rings across species (the martial soul mimicry theory) just pointless nonsense?"

"Even a three-year-old knows that Soul Masters with Weapon Martial Souls can absorb Beast-type Soul Rings! Does that mean they can only absorb Sword and Blade Soul Rings? The key question is, are swords, blades, and hammers Soul Beasts?"

Tang Yi relentlessly attacked Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang instantly bristled, panting heavily: "You sharp-tongued little brat! I'll smash your mouth in!"

A voice rang out: "A fart like thunder—a deafening roar like Luo Sanpao!"

The chubby, light purple martial spirit Luo Sanpao, resembling both a dog and a pig, was summoned.

Tang Yi was not afraid at all. Although he was only a first-level Soul Master and had only just begun to understand the Nine Yang Manual, he had thoroughly read the original text and had a firm grasp on Yu Xiaogang's mentality.

"Yu Xiaogang? You really dare to hit me? I, Tang Yi, am a man of my word! Even if you smash my mouth, I won't utter a sound, because I am the upright and honorable man of the Tang family!"

Tang Yi emphasized the surname "Tang".

Yu Xiaogang naturally knew Tang San's background. Not long ago, Tang Hao, a powerful Title Douluo, even approached Yu Xiaogang, asking him to take good care of Tang San.

"Damn it! Tang San's younger brother is Tang Hao's son! If I really hit him today, I can't take a slap from Title Douluo Tang Hao!"

Yu Xiaogang always hesitated and was timid when doing things, fearing both Tang Hao's strength as a Title Douluo and the power of the Clear Sky Sect.

After a moment of stunned silence, Yu Xiaogang finally withdrew his martial spirit, Luo Sanpao.

"Tang Yi, how did you know about the ten core competitive advantages of a martial soul?"

"Furthermore, you also understand the theory of Martial Soul Mimicry? You're only six years old this year, and this is your first time awakening your Martial Soul. How do you know so much about the world of Soul Masters?"

Yu Xiaogang suppressed his anger and asked suspiciously.

Tang Yi chuckled and said directly, "My father, Tang Hao, told me!"

This time, not only Yu Xiaogang was stunned, but Tang San also became anxious.

"Little brother, you're lying! Father dislikes you the most, why would he talk to you about the world of Soul Masters?"

"Besides, my father was just a blacksmith in the village; how could he possibly understand the teacher's theories?"

Tang San immediately retorted.

Tang Yi ignored Tang San and continued staring at Yu Xiaogang, saying mockingly, "First theory: Innate soul power is directly proportional to the strength of one's martial soul!"

"Second theory: There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters!"

"Third theory: Plant-based and weapon-type martial souls can also absorb animal soul rings!"

Fourth Theory: Soul Power Bottlenecks Do Not Affect Soul Power Accumulation!

"Fifth Theory: Soul Bone Drop Rate is Related to Soul Beast Emotions!"

"Sixth Theory: Martial Souls are only divided into Weapon Martial Souls and Beast Martial Souls!"

"Seventh Theory: Soul Masters must clearly define their own development direction!"

"Eighth Theory: The lifespan of a Soul Ring is tied to the Soul Master's endurance!"

"The Ninth Theory: Martial Soul inheritance follows the principle of bloodline priority!"

"The tenth theory: Martial Soul mutation has two possibilities!"

Listen to Tang Yi, who fluently and concisely summarized his long-winded theory of martial spirits.

Yu Xiaogang was deeply shocked and had come to believe Tang Yi's words.

If it wasn't Title Douluo Tang Hao who told Tang Yi, then who would have gone to a remote village to tell a boy these things?

"Tang Hao was able to share these theories with Tang Yi beforehand. This shows that Tang Hao values ​​Tang Yi even more!"

"It seems that Tang Yi is even more talented than Tang San! Since he's a genius, it's only natural that he's somewhat arrogant!"

Yu Xiaogang filled in the blanks in his mind, and a smile returned to his face: "Yes, yes, everything you said is correct, and your word choice is precise and the descriptions are apt! It seems your father, Tang Hao, values ​​you very much! He's been teaching you martial spirit theory since you were little!"

Upon hearing his teacher's words, Tang San's face turned extremely grim.

"Father, are you really hiding your talents? Or are you showing favoritism? You've secretly been teaching my younger brother these things!"

Tang San was very displeased and had already begun to complain about Tang Hao.

"By the way, Xiao San! On the day of your Martial Soul Awakening, did you find out what Martial Soul it was? And what level was your innate Soul Power?"

Yu Xiaogang asked.

"Teacher, my younger brother has very poor talent! He only has a single martial soul: Blue Silver Grass! Moreover, his innate soul power is only level one!"

Tang San said in a derogatory tone.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened, his face instantly turning as red as a pig's liver, and he gasped for breath again: "What! Your brother Tang Yi, with innate soul power at level one, has only awakened a single useless martial soul: Blue Silver Grass!"