Why Should I, Chu Fan, Explain My Actions to You?

Grandmaster did not believe that a little brat like Chu Fan could know more than he did. He had studied Martial Soul theory for thirty or forty years—could he possibly know less than a child? Grandmaster had already made up his mind: if Chu Fan could not explain himself, he would definitely teach him a harsh lesson and vent the resentment in his heart.

As a veteran Douluo fan who had read countless Douluo fanfics, Chu Fan was intimately familiar with all kinds of Soul Master theories. His understanding had even surpassed Grandmaster's by several versions. When it came to theory, if he claimed second place, no one would dare claim first.

Chu Fan smiled. "First, Soul Ring age limits only restrict ordinary people. If you possess sufficiently powerful physical qualities, you can absolutely absorb Soul Rings beyond the age limit. The power of the Soul Ring will also be reflected in your own strength."

"How can you prove that?" Grandmaster asked as he looked at Chu Fan.

Chu Fan smiled and continued, "In fact, your mutated Martial Soul is not without the possibility of a breakthrough."

"If your first Soul Ring had come from a fiercer Soul Beast and been absorbed at the maximum possible age, and your second Soul Ring had also been absorbed at the maximum possible age, then I believe the potential of your mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul would be far greater than this!" Chu Fan continued.

Grandmaster stared at Chu Fan in astonishment. He had not expected Chu Fan to say such things.

It actually bore a striking resemblance to his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul. Chu Fan was right, but how could it be so easy to find Soul Rings from ferocious beasts at the limit of their age?

He had been driven out by his clan, and no one would help him hunt Soul Beasts.

How was he supposed to find high-age Soul Beasts?

Grandmaster looked at Chu Fan and directly released his Martial Soul.

Two Soul Rings appeared around Grandmaster, one white ten-year ring and one yellow hundred-year ring.

A Martial Soul resembling a small pig appeared before Chu Fan and Tang San.

Then Grandmaster slowly said to Chu Fan, "My Martial Soul is called Ruo San Pao. You are right. If, as you said, Ruo San Pao's first Soul Ring had been a four-hundred-year ring and its second Soul Ring a seven-hundred-year ring, then Ruo San Pao would certainly have been able to advance further.

"But how difficult would it be to hunt such Soul Beasts? My mutated Martial Soul does not have much offensive power, so I cannot kill that kind of Soul Beast."

At that moment, Chu Fan laughed. "That is why I said theory is only theory. In actual combat, it is not very useful."

"You may have your theories, but if you became my teacher, then if my Lotus Spirit needed hundred-year or thousand-year Soul Beasts, how would I hunt them? By relying on your Ruo San Pao?" Chu Fan asked Grandmaster.

As soon as those words came out, Grandmaster stood there speechless.

Tang San also looked at Chu Fan in utter shock. He did not understand why Chu Fan knew so much.

"Second, besides Beast Spirits and Weapon Spirits, there is a third type of Martial Soul in this world."

Upon hearing that, Grandmaster immediately said, "Impossible. How could there be other Martial Souls in this world?"

Chu Fan smiled, his face full of disdain. "Ignorance is not capital for confidence. There is another type of Martial Soul in this world. They use a certain organ of the human body as their Martial Soul. This type of Martial Soul is called a Body Spirit."

"Body Spirit!" Grandmaster's face was filled with shock. He had once read in ancient texts that someone had used their eyes as a Martial Soul, but since he had never personally seen one, he had assumed it was a Martial Soul mutation.

Seeing the smile on Chu Fan's face, Grandmaster felt as though countless slaps were striking his face, each one ringing out with a smack.

In his research on the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, he had clearly stated that only Beast Spirits and Weapon Spirits existed in this world, with no other types.

Could his years of research truly have been nothing but a joke?

But how could a child like Chu Fan know about this? Grandmaster froze, utterly baffled.

Chu Fan saw Grandmaster's vacant, astonished gaze. The corners of his lips rose slightly. It seemed his desired effect had been achieved.

He wanted to defeat Grandmaster in the area he was most proud of, making him completely doubt his own life. That was how one destroyed a man's spirit. Chu Fan continued.

"Third, when absorbing Soul Rings, it is not necessary to absorb only rings of the same attribute. Soul Rings of different attributes may have different effects on your Martial Soul."

"Fourth..."

"Fifth..."

"Tenth..."

Chu Fan listed them one by one.

At that moment, Grandmaster stood rooted to the spot, deeply shaken by Chu Fan. This child was clearly only six years old—how did he know so much?

At this point, both Grandmaster and Tang San stared at Chu Fan in utter shock. They had never expected him to possess such profound insights into Martial Souls.

Although Tang San did not understand what Chu Fan's words meant, Grandmaster's astonished expression told him that Chu Fan was far from ordinary. In his eyes, Grandmaster, who had seen at a glance that he possessed Twin Martial Souls, was already extremely formidable.

If even Grandmaster admired someone, that could only mean that person was stronger than Grandmaster. Yet Tang San could not understand it. He and Chu Fan were not far apart in age, but Chu Fan wore luxurious and noble clothes and possessed such deep knowledge of Martial Soul theory.

Even in Soul Power, they both had Innate Full Soul Power, yet Chu Fan was a full ten levels above him.

Even the gatekeeper beside them listened with great interest. A fraud like Grandmaster could become an honored guest of their academy; with Chu Fan's understanding, he could probably become an honored guest anywhere.

Moreover, Chu Fan was still so young. His future was limitless! "This is the true number one theorist! That Grandmaster struts around every day, but he is nothing more than an idler."

"And do you think a mutated Martial Soul like yours is worthy of being my teacher?" Chu Fan deliberately raised his voice and asked coldly.

Grandmaster looked at Chu Fan, who spoke so eloquently, and his heart was filled with horror. Even his breathing began to tremble. "After all these years, the theories I was so proud of are actually inferior to a child's."

"Hehe..." Grandmaster's legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. At times he laughed, and at times he cried.

Every theory Chu Fan had just spoken lingered by his ears, like arrows piercing deep into his heart.

Seeing Grandmaster's state, Chu Fan wore a smile. Watching Yu Xiaogang, who had loved showing off, fall into such a wretched state put him in a splendid mood. Humming a little tune, he walked forward.

At that moment, Tang San caught up to him.

"Chu Fan, can you be my teacher?" Tang San asked, looking up at Chu Fan, who stood a head taller than him.

"Just as he is unworthy of being my teacher, you are likewise unworthy of becoming my disciple." Chu Fan pointed expressionlessly at Yu Xiaogang, who was slumped on the ground, and said coldly.

"I want to know why," Tang San asked Chu Fan.

Chu Fan smiled. "Why? Why should I, Chu Fan, explain my actions to you?"

"If you refuse to accept it, or feel insulted, you may challenge me!" After saying that, Chu Fan walked forward step by step.

Tang San watched Chu Fan's receding figure and clenched his fists.