Chapter 60 Plagiarist, Clown Disciple
"Dai Mubai, how dare you humiliate my mentor! You've already committed suicide!"
Tang San's eyes widened in fury, his hands unconsciously already resting on the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon.
He was ready to use his hidden weapons to kill him at any moment.
Having witnessed the events at the Great Soul Arena, Flander knew the power of Tang San's hidden weapons.
As the dean, he didn't want the relationship between the students to become so strained, so he quickly stepped in to smooth things over.
"Mubai, what are you saying? Xiao Gang is a recognized master, how could he plagiarize? Apologize to him, and this matter will be over."
However, Yu Xiaogang's face turned extremely ugly upon hearing this.
This was the first time his theoretical knowledge had been questioned in public, and he felt a strong sense of crisis.
When others laughed at his wishful thinking, he would just laugh it off.
But if his theoretical knowledge was questioned, he would remain silent.
Because he felt guilty and couldn't find an excuse to refute.
Dai Mubai sneered, ignoring Tang San's murderous gaze.
"What? You don't believe me?"
"Nonsense. My teacher is a recognized master. Does he need to plagiarize others' knowledge to protect himself?!"
In Tang San's heart, Yu Xiaogang was his god.
Not only did he easily guess that Tang San had twin martial souls, but he also used his theoretical knowledge of martial souls to help Tang San's useless martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, grow to such a high level.
Transforming a useless martial soul into a powerful control martial soul—wasn't that enough to demonstrate the power of Yu Xiaogang's theories?
What Tang San didn't know was that his Blue Silver Grass wasn't ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
Nor was it the Blue Silver Grass described in Wang Wei's poem; it was a direct descendant of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor.
There are two possibilities for someone to have twin martial souls.
First, both martial souls are of equal quality, both top-tier martial souls.
Second, both martial souls are extremely weak, with comparable power.
And the Clear Sky Hammer is hailed as the strongest weapon martial soul on the continent; its quality needs no further explanation.
If the Blue Silver Grass wasn't of good quality, it wouldn't even be able to become Tang San's other spirit.
Therefore, even if Tang San's Blue Silver Grass spirit hadn't awakened, it wasn't something those truly useless Blue Silver Grass spirits could compete with.
Furthermore, Tang San's two lifetimes gave him extraordinary mental strength, allowing him to absorb spirit rings that exceeded their lifespan.
If an ordinary genius on the continent had been tormented like Yu Xiaogang, they would probably be dead long ago.
And Tang San was unaware of this; everything he had was due to his own efforts, not much different from Yu Xiaogang's help.
Just as Dai Mubai said, even a dog could have taught Tang San to be what he is today.
Hearing Tang San's reply, Dai Mubai's mocking expression deepened, as if he were looking at a clown.
Seeing this, Tang San felt a sense of unease, sensing something bad was about to happen.
Seeing Dai Mubai's confident demeanor, Yu Xiaogang realized something was wrong and finally acted.
"Little San, let's not stoop to his level; getting the third spirit ring is the priority."
Little did he know, Yu Xiaogang's guilty expression immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Tang San grew increasingly uneasy, eager to know what Dai Mubai would say next.
Yu Xiaogang panicked, trying to pull Tang San away.
However, he was level 29 while Tang San was level 30, and he couldn't budge him at all.
Ma Hongjun's face lit up with excitement, urging, "Boss Dai, have you discovered something? Tell everyone quickly!"
Dai Mubai didn't keep him in suspense any longer, teasingly saying, "Tang San, the word 'Master' has never been a compliment to Yu Xiaogang; it's just a veiled insult."
Tang San wanted to retort, but he recalled the mockery his teachers had shown him when he first entered the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy.
Clearly, the word "Master" was indeed not a compliment to Yu Xiaogang. Before he became Yu Xiaogang's apprentice, Yu Xiaogang had been ridiculed for countless years.
It seemed everything was as Dai Mubai had said.
Yu Xiaogang's face grew increasingly gloomy, almost dripping with gloom.
Seeing that Tang San still didn't believe him, Dai Mubai continued, "You don't really think that Fatty and I trained with you without any strategy, do you?"
"What do you mean?" Tang San frowned and asked.
"On the day I started training with Yu Xiaogang, I had someone investigate his ten core competencies of his martial soul. Guess what? They discovered something incredible."
Dai Mubai paused here, rummaging through his clothes and pulling out a book.
Then, like throwing away trash, he casually tossed it on the ground.
Tang San frowned, displeased, "Dai Mubai, what do you mean by this?!"
Yu Xiaogang's heart nearly jumped out of his chest when he saw the words "Basic Soul Power Cultivation Manual" on the book cover.
"Xiao San, let's go. Don't associate too much with such degenerate people; it'll only drag you down."
However, Tang San seemed to remember something, his eyes fixed on the "Basic Soul Power Cultivation Manual" on the ground.
Dai Mubai chuckled softly, saying sarcastically, "Tang San, didn't you say your teacher is a master, invincible in theory? Pick up that book and read it; you'll find something interesting."
Flander pushed up his glasses, sighed, and looked helplessly at Dai Mubai.
"Mubai noticed too? Sure enough, Xiao Gang's stuff can only fool those who aren't very bright."
He had Yu Xiaogang train Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, never because he believed in Yu Xiaogang's teaching and theoretical knowledge.
It was to get them to befriend the two geniuses, Tang San and Xiao Wu, so that they could be included when the latter rose to prominence.
Yu Xiaogang, however, always thought he was a great teacher, doing a lot of useless work to showcase his teaching abilities to the Oscars.
If Tang San hadn't been carrying stones while running, he might have broken through to level 30 much earlier.
Yu Xiaogang still believed it was all thanks to his training.
At this point, Flander prepared to intervene and stop it.
Dai Mubai looked at Tang San mockingly, wanting to see him bend down to pick up the book.
Tang San couldn't resist his curiosity, but instead of bending down, he used the Crane Control Dragon Capture technique to pick up the book from the ground.
Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to stop him, an imperceptible surge of soul power suddenly sealed his mouth, freezing him in place. It was
Wu Song, who had been secretly watching the scene, who made the move.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang didn't react, Tang San assumed he was confident and told him to look through the book without worry.
He activated his Purple Demon Eye and quickly opened "Basic Soul Power Cultivation" to examine it.
Yu Xiaogang was furious, but he couldn't move his body, speak, or even change his expression.
He could only watch helplessly as Tang San turned the pages, seeing through his false pretense.
As Tang San looked at the contents of the book, his pupils dilated rapidly, and his lips involuntarily parted.
The anger on his face gradually faded, replaced by shock, utter shock.
Seeing the dramatic change in Tang San's expression, Xiao Wu asked curiously,
"Little San, what's in this book that's so shocking?"
The book's content itself wasn't particularly shocking.
What truly shocked Tang San was that seven or eight parts of its content were similar to Yu Xiaogang's Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul.
Thinking about how he'd been deceived for so many years, and how he'd gone to such lengths to protect Yu Xiaogang, Tang San felt like a clown.
He trembled with rage, veins bulging on his forehead, and he roared in a low, labored voice,
"Yu Xiaogang, you've deceived me so much!!"
(End of Chapter)
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