Chapter 4 Little Master, Ridiculous

Chen Xuan, whose martial soul is unknown, is a level 38 auxiliary soul master with average aptitude. Although he is in the advanced class, he has been mediocre in recent years and has not caused any trouble.

This is the evaluation in the material, which is relatively objective and pertinent.

Yu Xiaogang frowned, somewhat dissatisfied. According to the information, this person had never displayed extraordinary strength and speed, and in previous competitions, he had always played a supporting role in the team.

Now, this Chen Xuan is talking nonsense, claiming that he is good at speed and strength, and has no problem with both strong attack and agile attack. This is nothing but nonsense.

Master Yu Xiaogang had a stern face, full of dissatisfaction. He was already unhappy with the other party's bad attitude yesterday. Now, this young man was not only full of lies, but also arrogant. For an auxiliary martial soul to go for the strong attack type, it was naive and arrogant.

He could understand the former. In front of a group of geniuses, it was understandable for Chen Xuan to tell a white lie in order to show himself. However, being so ignorant and arrogant was a human problem.

"Chen Xuan, you will be fighting together with the mistresses in the future. I hope you can introduce your abilities well. This is not a joke." Master Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice.

He had a stern face and a serious expression, without the slightest smile. Anyone could tell that the master was a little angry.

What happened to the master?
Below, Ma Hongjun and Oscar were whispering. Even Tailong, Jiangzhu and others clearly felt the abnormal expression on Yu Xiaogang's face and realized that he was very likely angry.

Chen Xuan looked calm. Just because his original body couldn't develop his martial soul didn't mean he couldn't do it. There were so many talented people in the elite competition across the continent. How could an auxiliary system stand out without the favor of the sect? Besides, it would be interesting to compete with various soul masters.

"Master, I think I have introduced myself clearly. If you didn't hear clearly, let me repeat it again. I am indeed taking a dual route. I was just more low-key before and did not show the true use of my martial spirit." He explained as gently as possible, with no intention of making a big deal.

Besides, the original body was indeed low-key before and had never shown his strength, so basically no one knew his background.

However, when these words fell into Yu Xiaogang's ears, their meaning changed. It seemed as if Chen Xuan was saying that the other person was old and deaf.

His soul power was originally low and he was looked down upon by the world. If it were not for the help of his disciple's magic grass, he would never have been able to break through level 30 in his entire life, so his self-esteem was extremely sensitive.

A little brat dared to humiliate him like this, he was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, several veins popped out on his face, he was on the verge of getting angry.

Ma Hongjun and Oscar's hearts skipped a beat. They were too familiar with this. This was the prelude to the master's anger. Now there was something interesting to watch.

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other, somewhat confused. Why did the master get angry for no reason?

For a moment, everyone from Shrek and Tai Long looked at the culprit Chen Xuan one by one. The master was angry and was even more terrifying than Vice President Liu Erlong.

Chen Xuan was speechless. He felt that he had done nothing wrong. What kind of person was he?

Tang San observed his expression and saw that the situation was not right. He walked forward and said, "Brother Chen, I saw from the information that your martial spirit should be auxiliary. In recent years, you have mainly assisted your teammates in the battles in the academy and have hardly ever faced them head-on. How come you say you are good at speed and strength?"

He spoke quickly, trying to ease the atmosphere and resolve the conflict before Yu Xiaogang got angry.

"Information?" Chen Xuan was surprised and a little stunned, and then he suddenly realized that this was it.

He was almost speechless. Yu Xiaogang was worthy of being the master of theory. Could a stack of information determine a person? Could just one or two pages of white paper reveal the true strength of a soul master?

A master of theory is a master of theory, and he will always stop at theory. No wonder the soul masters on the mainland sneer at the core of the ten martial souls. There is a reason for this.

"No, brother. Do you think you can understand a person with just a page of blank paper? Information is just information. It cannot determine anything. What the academy records is always one-sided."

Chen Xuan was speechless and continued to ask, "That person is very low-key and never shows off. His true strength has never been exposed in the usual competitions. His spirit power is not low. Does that mean that he is mediocre? And can we judge a person's true strength only from this point?"

"If you think so, then I can't do anything about it. After all, I can't forcibly change someone's will." He said helplessly, alluding to Yu Xiaogang, feeling very unhappy.

The Shrek Seven Devils, Tai Long and others nodded, but they didn't realize that they were secretly mocking Master Yu Xiaogang. They felt that what Chen Xuan said was not wrong and could not be refuted. It was true that some people were relatively low-key, unlike them, who sought battles everywhere, participated in the fighting arena, etc.

As for Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the three of them firmly believed in the dean's teachings that soul masters who dared not cause trouble were mediocre.

People like Chen Xuan, who just wants to grow up quietly and dare not pick a fight with others, use keeping a low profile as an excuse. He is nothing but a mediocre person.

Tang San also secretly agreed with this. He felt that when he was in Notting College, he was a person who didn’t cause trouble.

Yu Xiaogang stood straight with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless, and he looked like a master. However, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was so fleeting that almost no one caught it.

"You are in a high position, have extensive knowledge, but have no judgment of your own. How ridiculous, you little general." Chen Xuan felt dissatisfied and complained in a low voice.

Although he was dissatisfied, he was not angry. He was just joking. Otherwise, the next sentence would be "little master", which would be ridiculous.

"You...what did you say!" Yu Xiaogang frowned and glared, as if a sore spot had been poked. He was so angry that his fingers were shaking as he pointed at Chen Xuan.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were slightly stunned, their eyes flashed with strange colors, they heard something wrong, the other party actually dared to imply the master, he was too bold.

The implication is that he is saying that the master is incompetent, but he still calls himself a master of theory. How dare he say that.

"This handsome boy is so bold. He dares to talk back to the master and even ridicule the master in return." Ning Rongrong leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear and whispered.

Among Shrek, most people were unlucky and felt that there was something they couldn't understand, such as Tailong and Ma Hongjun, who were shaking their heads with confusion on their faces.

Tang San's face darkened and a hint of anger rose in his heart. Yu Xiaogang was like his biological father. No matter who was right or wrong, Chen Xuan should not humiliate his teacher in public. It was too much!

"Literally." Chen Xuan said lightly, and put his hands behind his back in a very professional manner, acting like a master.

You know what, it’s really quite cool.

Upon hearing this, the master's face darkened, his short hair stood on end, and he was on the verge of getting angry.

Tang San's eyes turned cold. Yu Xiaogang treated him like his biological father. He and Xiao Wu were both his weak spots. Chen Xuan had touched his bottom line.

He appeared calm on the surface, but there was a flash of coldness in his eyes, so cold that it pierced his bones. He had already started to hate this person.

If Chen Xuan's previous words were undoubtedly true, then his subsequent actions of imitating the master were a naked mockery.

Everyone in Shrek shut up, and no one dared to desert.

For a moment, the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet, with the smell of gunpowder floating in the air, like the calm before the storm.

Chen Xuan also realized that he seemed to have gone a little too far, but it was too late to retreat, so he continued to imitate, with his hands behind his back, his head held high, pretending to be a master.

There is only one way to go, to the end, to yield to no one but a theoretical master who only cares about his reputation.

Behind the mountain, the breeze blew through the trees on both sides, and the leaves swayed gently.

Just when Yu Xiaogang was about to get angry, two figures walked over from the distance.

One of them was a middle-aged man wearing reading glasses, with a hooked nose, and he walked slowly with steady steps and his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)