He awakens in another body in Douluo and has his Martial Soul awakened by Su Yuntao in Holy Soul Village.
His Martial Soul is nothing but a battered old sickle.
Half a level of Soul Power!
Su Yuntao: “A trash Martial Soul. What a pity!”
Old Jack: “Xiao Kai, just stay in the village and farm!”
Tang San: “Someone with talent like yours has no right to walk alongside me!”
After scraping together enough for tuition, he finally makes it to Nuoding City Spirit Hall Academy.
The Master: “You think you can take me as your master? You have a trash Martial Soul. What makes you think you’re qualified?”
“What?”
“You say there are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters?”
“Well, now you’re a trash Soul Master!”
“And your battered sickle is a trash Martial Soul!”
“What?”
“You still want to compete with Tang San?”
“Tang San is a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. Do you think you measure up?”
Tang San: “You need to learn to accept your lot. We don’t belong to the same world!”
“Hmph! You’re flirting with Xiao Wu? You’re asking for it!”
Shrek Monster Academy: “Sorry, we only take monsters, not trash!”
Yu Xiaogang!
Tang San!
Shrek!
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river!
Never look down on a poor young man!
I’ll remember the humiliation I suffered today!
See you at the Soul Master Tournament in three years!
Just then, a voice rang out in his mind!
“Why don’t we play a game?”
“If you win, my power is yours!”
“If I win, your body is mine!”
“Rhaast, you’ll never defeat me!”
Yu Xiaogang, watch me wipe that smug look off your face!
Tang San, the Scythe of Death in my hand is made for cutting weeds!
Especially Blue Silver Grass!
