Chapter 15 015 Ten thousand year soul ring, Yu Xiaogang's theory collapses!

"No~"

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled, and he stepped back repeatedly, saying in shock: "No, this is impossible, this is impossible!"

Tang San's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "Xia Jie's first spirit ring is not ten years, not a hundred years, not even a thousand years, but a ten thousand year, ten thousand year spirit ring."

"The first soul ring is ten thousand years old, how is this possible?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were wild and red, his expression was almost broken and crazy, and he kept shaking his head and said, "Impossible, this is impossible, I must be dazzled."

"The lifespan of the first spirit ring is 423 years. That's 423 years."

"Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, no one can exceed this age limit. No one can exceed it."

"This is a theory that I have studied for decades and have continuously summarized and concluded from the data of the Spirit Hall, major families, and major sects, and then verified through experiments."

"This theory applies to the entire soul master world. It cannot be wrong."

Xia Jie used all his strength to release the Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring and chuckled, "Master, do you want to know the age of my first martial spirit?"

Yu Xiaogang subconsciously asked: "How many years?"

The three looked at Xia Jie, waiting for an answer.

Xia Jie looked at Yu Xiaogang and said word by word: "Thirty thousand years."

"What?" Yu Xiaogang collapsed and said, "Thirty thousand years?!"

The three words "thirty thousand years" were like a sharp knife piercing Yu Xiaogang's heart, shattering his martial soul theory and the only thing he was proud of.

Xia Jie did nothing but summoned his martial soul once and summoned his spirit ring once, shattering Yu Xiaogang's martial soul theory twice in a row, causing severe damage to his research results.

"Thirty thousand years, impossible, this is impossible."

Yu Xiaogang was panting and having difficulty breathing. He kept slapping himself and said, "Impossible, impossible, it must be fake, it must be fake."

Tang San hurriedly said: "Teacher, don't do this, don't do this!"

"Puchi~" Xia Jie couldn't help laughing.

This scene reminded Xia Jie of Teacher Luo who wanted to drink milk tea.

Xiao Wu asked curiously: "Xiao Jie, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of happy things."

Seeing this, Tang San was furious and said, "Xia Jie, my teacher is like this, and you are still laughing at him."

"You are so insulting."

Xia Jie waved his hand and said, "No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Tang San was furious: "You obviously have it, you are mocking my teacher."

Xiao Wu stepped forward and said, "Tang San, Xiao Jie has already said that he just remembered something happy."

"I don't believe it." Xiao Wu's explanation made Tang San angry.

Once a teacher, always a father. Mocking his teacher Yu Xiaogang is equivalent to mocking Tang San's father.

Tang San couldn't tolerate this.

...

"Okay, Xiao San, I'm fine." Yu Xiaogang held Tang San's shoulders and took a long breath: "Hu~"

"Classmate Xia Jie, I lost both bets."

"Two hundred gold soul coins, I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang opened his personal storage box, took out two hundred gold soul coins and handed them to Xia Jie.

Xia Jie tilted his head and gestured, "Sister Xiaowu, you will be the housekeeper of the courtyard from now on. All this money is given to you."

"Really!" Xiao Wu took the two hundred gold soul coins, her eyes sparkling, and said happily: "Hehe, Xiao Jie, you are so nice."

Xiao Wu was so excited that she couldn't help but kiss Xia Jie on the cheek.

Looking at this scene, Tang San felt for some reason that something extremely important seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

Xia Jie bowed and said, "Master, if everything is alright, we'll leave first."

"Wait~" Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and said, "Xia Jie, although I don't know why you don't have twin martial spirits, and your first spirit ring is as high as ten thousand years." "But I can guarantee that if you take me as your master, your future achievements will be even more limitless."

Upon hearing this, Xia Jie looked at Yu Xiaogang with a strange look and asked, "Would you like to be my disciple?"

"Yes, take me as your master." Yu Xiaogang said confidently: "My theory of the ten core competitiveness of martial spirits will definitely help you become the strongest person on this continent."

Yu Xiaogang thought to himself, "I must accept this disciple and study his physical fitness, mental power, and the special features of his martial soul."

"Xia Jie's existence will definitely help me improve and enhance my theory."

"Or, I have to prove that he is just an isolated case. My theory is still correct and still applies to the entire continent."

...

Xia Jie sneered and said, "Become your disciple? Sorry, I'm not interested."

Xia Jie asked: "Excuse me, are you a Titled Douluo?"

"Are you a royal servant of the Tiandou Empire?"

"Are you the leader of the upper three sects?"

"Are you an elder of the Spirit Hall?"

Every question Xia Jie asked made Yu Xiaogang turn pale and his body tremble.

"Finally, let me ask you one more question. Can you help me kill a 30,000-year-old soul beast and help me absorb the soul ring?"

Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded, his face was dull: "This, this~"

You know, for Tang San’s first spirit ring, the 400-year-old Mandragora Snake, he almost died in the Soul Hunting Forest in Notting City.

A hundred-year-old soul beast can kill him, so if he faces a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, Yu Xiaogang will have no way out.

Xia Jie looked at Yu Xiaogang who was completely stunned and said calmly: "You are not qualified to be my teacher."

"So what if the theory is invincible?"

“Theory is just theory.”

"A useless martial soul is still a useless martial soul after all."

If Tang San's last name was not Tang, and his mother was not the Blue Silver Emperor, then the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul that he awakened would definitely be the most standard useless Martial Soul, without any innate soul power at all.

Therefore, a useless martial soul is really a useless martial soul, and no possibility is no possibility.

Yu Xiaogang was questioned by Xia Jie one after another, and his faith collapsed. The aura that had been decadent for many years surged up again. He smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. After all, I am just a useless martial spirit."

"I'm just a useless soul master who can't even break through level 29."

"I am a timid coward. I can't even protect the people I love. I have been running away all the time."

Tang San said worriedly: "Teacher, please don't be like this."

"Xia Jie..." Tang San's anger soared, and he said coldly: "Xia Jie, I want to challenge you."

Tang San thought to himself: "As long as I can defeat Xia Jie and prove that I am stronger than Xia Jie, I can use this to encourage the teacher and inspire the teacher to regain his confidence."

"Besides, the teacher is so kind to me, how can I watch him being insulted and beaten?"

Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly, murderous intent emerged, and he thought: "Xia Jie, Xia Jie, insulting my teacher is insulting my father, you have already received the way to death."

This is very Tang San.

After being insulted by the doorman, he prepared to assassinate him with a silent sleeve arrow, claiming that the other party deserved his death.

When he first met Yu Xiaogang and Yu Xiaogang guessed his twin martial spirits, Tang San already felt murderous intent and vigilance in his heart, fearing that his hammer martial spirit would be exposed.

"Challenge me?" Xia Jie chuckled and said, "Okay."

"Tang San, I agree."

Tang San looked at the office and said, "It's too small here to fully display our skills. Let's meet in the back mountain."

Tang San thought to himself: "My martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass, has the greatest advantage in fighting in the jungle."

"Moreover, ghost shadows and hidden weapon techniques can maximize the power of jungle combat."

Xia Jie looked at Tang San, a smile on his face. His eyes seemed to read Tang San's mind. He nodded indifferently and said, "Okay, let's fight in the back mountain."

(End of this chapter)