“Eighteen?”
Pole vaulting?
“Soul skills?”
Tang San’s heart was in his throat; he was extremely nervous!
At that moment, he couldn’t care less about the eighteen pole vaults.
Instead, it was the teacher who revealed the innate full soul power and twin martial souls!
His worst fears have come true!
No wonder the live stream didn’t expose him; it turns out they were waiting for him in this script!
…
[Elite Livestream Room]
[Bibi Dong: Twin Martial Souls?]
[Flander: ???]
[Flander: Gang!
Did I hear that right?!]
[Ning Fengzhi: Twin Martial Souls, or Innate Full Soul Power?]
[Dugu Bo: Interesting, it’s a twin martial soul.
If it weren’t for the live stream, I really wouldn’t have been able to tell.
I wonder what this little kid’s second martial soul is.]
[Dai Mubai: This kind of talent would be revered in any sect.]
[Ma Hongjun: This Tang Sanzang is truly cunning!]
…
Looking at the live stream chat,
Tang San’s heart sank little by little.
Even if the teacher is explaining,
But mere suspicion is fatal; now the entire Douluo Continent’s attention has fallen on this inconspicuous work-study student from Notting Academy.
This is not a good thing.
…
[Liu Erlong: I bet this is just scripted dialogue, not real.]
[Liu Erlong: For example, what I just mentioned about absorbing eighteen ten-year-old bamboo shoots—how could that possibly be true?]
[Gu Xingzhou: But I think the master is quite serious, and what he says makes a lot of sense.]
[Gu Xingzhou: What if it’s true?]
[Gu Xingzhou: Perhaps this is his latest theory?]
[Liu Erlong: ???]
[Liu Erlong: Impossible!]
…
Just as Liu Erlong and Gu Xingzhou were arguing, the ink painting scroll suddenly lit up.
[Numerous questions detected!]
To ensure the program’s rigor, we are now in simulation mode!
[Deductive Proposition: What if Tang San really absorbed eighteen ten-year-old bamboo shoots…]
…
[Elite Livestream Room]
[Ning Rongrong: Deduction?
There’s such a function?]
[Liu Erlong: You see, the live stream itself said it was a simulation, a hypothetical scenario; it’s scripted!]
[Liu Erlong: Xiao Gang wouldn’t have come up with such an outrageous theory.]
[Flander: Ahem, Erlong is right.
If that’s true, then the rules of the Soul Master world will have to be rewritten.]
[Ma Hongjun: Isn’t that even better?
We can just enjoy the show!]
…
Soul Hunter’s Forest.
Before Tang San could process the unease of being exposed, his body suddenly shuddered.
A strange power surged from his body, and the Blue Silver Grass seemed to harden at that moment, becoming incredibly tough, as if eighteen more bamboo stalks had been added to support his bones.
He was terrified.
Because this power is real!
But he couldn’t open his mouth or send any comments.
He could only watch helplessly as his hand reached out uncontrollably to a ten-year-old bamboo stalk in front of him and plucked it up.
Then, with both legs bent, the bamboo touched the ground with one end.
“First Soul Skill: Pole Vault!”
Swoosh—
Tang San’s body shot straight into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.
…
Nottingham College.
The teachers and students who were watching the live broadcast downstairs suddenly heard a whooshing sound from above.
I looked up.
A small figure, propeled by a bamboo pole, leaped up from the direction of the Soul Hunter Forest, tracing a high arc.
“That’s…
Tang San?”
“It really flew?!”
“Isn’t this a simulation?!”
This scene is even clearer in the painting.
Tang San landed, and the second bamboo stick was already in his hand.
“Second Soul Skill: Pole Vault!”
This time, they jumped even higher.
The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one…
Eighteen bamboo poles, eighteen pole vaulting skills, each one higher than the last, as if each bamboo pole was helping him reach for the sky.
The clouds were burst open.
…
[Regular Live Stream Room]
[???]
[My God!
She actually jumped on it!]
[Is this a simulation?
The live stream said it was a simulation!]
[That could also be an illusion!
And with the incredible power of this livestream, it wouldn’t be surprising if they produced something real, right?]
[Weren’t Gangzi and Tang San both teleported directly from the live stream?]
What’s the big deal? This chapter was taken from novelping.com without permission.
But this is so cool!
Do you think it’s possible for this to actually be feasible?
Why don’t we go dig up a couple of bamboo stalks and give it a try?
Do you have twin martial souls?
Would you like to learn them?
…
[Elite Livestream Room]
[Xiao Wu: Wow, Tang San really flew into the sky!
I saw it from my dorm window!]
[Ning Rongrong: It really works!]
[Dai Mubai: So, he really did absorb the eighteen bamboo shoots?]
[Flander: Ahem, perhaps the power was just temporarily lent to him by the livestream room for the sake of the simulation?]
[Oscar: Guys, I’m going to buy eighteen bamboo stalks right now.]
[Ma Hongjun: +1!]
[Liu Erlong: If a ten-year-old bamboo stalk could leap to the sky, then Soul Masters wouldn’t need to cultivate!]
[Gu Xingzhou: But if something as amazing as live streaming exists, why can’t pole vaulting?]
[Liu Erlong:….]
Ning Rongrong: I think Gu Xingzhou makes a good point…
[Ning Fengzhi: Rongrong, Daddy wants to go to the Soul Hunter Forest to cut some bamboo.]
Ning Rongrong: ???
[Ning Rongrong: Dad, calm down!]
…
In the Soul Hunter Forest.
Yu Xiaogang tilted his head back, his neck stiff.
His mouth was open, but he couldn’t say anything.
He spent his entire life studying martial spirit theory and scoured all the books in the Spirit Hall, but he never found a single one about pole vaulting.
But now, his personally trained disciple, supporting himself on a ten-year-old bamboo pole, leaped over the clouds.
“impossible…”
“But…”
“If something as amazing as live streaming exists, why can’t pole vaulting exist?”
Yu Xiao began to doubt herself.
…
Above the sky.
Tang San has already broken through the clouds.
He didn’t know how high he jumped; all he knew was that the ground beneath his feet had shrunk to the size of a map, and ahead, a golden gate of light was slowly opening at the end of the sea of clouds.
“Eighteenth Soul Skill, Pole Vault!”
The last ten-year-old bamboo shoot pointed into the void.
Tang San landed steadily in front of the golden light gate.
[Deduction Result: Tang San successfully pole vaulted into the God Realm!]
[Tang San cannot come down yet because the performance is not over!]
…
“…”
Tang San stood at the entrance to the God Realm, his mind blank.
Have they ascended to the realm of gods?
Is this really the realm of gods?
Or was it made from eighteen ten-year-old bamboo stalks?
Tang San wanted to go down, but there was a vast sea of clouds beneath his feet, and his body still wouldn’t obey him.
…
[Regular Live Stream Room]
[Huh?
We’ve really ascended to the realm of gods?!]
[Ten years of pole vaulting on a lone bamboo pole to ascend to the realm of gods!]
That’s awesome!
Even if it’s fake, experiencing it is still a bonus!
[Damn it, I’m going to dig up Guzhu right now!]
…
[Phase 1 simulation complete!]
[Now we enter the second stage of the simulation: Yu Xiaogang’s script!]
[Script Proposal: Tang San becomes a god, without Yu Xiaogang…]
…
In the Soul Hunter Forest.
Yu Xiaogang’s body trembled violently, and his neck tilted back even higher.
He was finally able to speak.
However, these were not the words he wanted to say.
“The mistress!”
“You mistress!
Your master is here!”
“Take your master with you!”
Yu Xiaogang’s voice echoed in the bamboo forest, heart-wrenching, as if he had used up all the strength of his level 29 soul power.
…
The entrance to the realm of gods.
Tang San slowly turned around, looked down at the ground beneath his feet.
He saw that small figure with its head tilted back.
But the next second, a detached expression appeared on his face, and then he turned around and stepped into the golden light gate.
He didn’t even look back.
…
[Elite Livestream Room]
[Ma Hongjun: Holy crap!
Aren’t you taking them?]
[Oscar: This apprentice is so heartless!]
[Xiao Wu: Haha, Tang San!
Master gave you CPR this morning!]
[Gu Xingzhou: Tang San shouldn’t be that kind of person, right?]
[Liu Erlong: …Definitely, this live stream is awful!
They’re deliberately trying to sow discord between them, master and disciple.]
[Flander: Gang, don’t take this seriously, it’s just a simulation!]
…
In the Soul Hunter Forest.
Yu Xiaogang’s body remained out of control.
This time, however, he couldn’t even control his own expression.
He watched as the portal to the divine realm slowly closed.
His lips drooped little by little, and his eyes gradually reddened.
He knew it was a script, but the performance was so realistic that it even made his own heart ache.
“You’re not taking me…”
“You’re not taking me…”
He muttered to himself.
Then, he slowly lowered his head and looked at Luo Sanpao, a pale purple creature, beside him.
Luo Sanpao also looked up, gazing at him innocently.
One man, one cannon, and their eyes met.
…
“Since you’re not taking me under your wing…”
Yu Xiaogang’s voice carried an inexplicable sense of determination.
“Then I will go up myself!”
…
Soul Hunter’s Forest.
Yu Xiaogang slowly squatted down.
Bend your knees and spread them outwards.
This pose was seen all over mainland China the night before last.
This time, however, he didn’t make a peace sign with his hands; instead, he pressed them firmly against his knees, his face turning bright red.
Luo Sanpao also squatted down in the same posture as him, with the muzzle of his cannon pointing towards the ground.
“His farts are like thunder, deafening and earth-shattering!”
“I want to ascend to the realm of gods!!!”
…
[Accelerated Deduction: Yu Xiaogang begins practicing farting diligently…]
[Deduction Time: Day 1.]
…
puff–
A muffled thud.
Dust billowed up, and Yu Xiaogang’s body rose slightly by half an inch.
He looked up, his eyes blazing with light.
…
[Deduction Time: Day 7]
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
The bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest were blown about and flew everywhere, and Yu Xiaogang’s body was a foot off the ground.
…
[Deduction Time: Day 30]
boom!
Yu Xiaogang was three zhang off the ground.
His eyes no longer held the look of a pitiful man abandoned by his apprentice.
Rather, it is an obsession with the divine realm.
…
[Regular Live Stream Room]
[???]
[ah??????]
Wait a minute…
is this right?
This doesn’t seem right!
[Holy crap!!!]
[Damn, it has to be Gangzi!
He always manages to surprise me!]
[They have to be teachers!]
That’s so hot!
Holy crap!
In terms of entertainment value, no one can match it!
What can Tang San compare to?
[Haha, this is hilarious!
I absolutely have to vote for Gangzi this time!]
…
[Elite Livestream Room]
[Liu Erlong: …Xiao Gang, you…]
Bibi Dong: …
[Flander: This livestream is too much of a prank…]
[Ning Fengzhi: This is even being made into a TV series.]
[Oscar: I must say…
it’s quite inspiring.]
[Gu Xingzhou: I was deeply moved!]
[Ma Hongjun: +1!]
…
[Deduction Time: Day 365]
…
Soul Hunter’s Forest.
Yu Xiaogang’s body was already suspended in mid-air.
The bamboo forest grew smaller and smaller beneath his feet, and the wind whistled in his ears.
Luo Sanpao squatted in front of his chest, the cannon muzzle pointing downwards, and with each exertion of his power, he spewed out thick streams of purple smoke.
One man, one cannon, like a rocket belching black smoke, slowly piercing through the clouds.
There was no longer a trace of shame in his eyes.
Instead, it was unwavering determination!
An unwavering sense of conviction!
At this moment, all he could see was that golden gate of light!
Yu Xiaogang looked up at the approaching gate of light!
“The realm of gods!”
“I am coming!!!”
…