Yu Xiaogang's face turned livid in an instant.
This question was like a poisoned dagger, precisely and cruelly stabbing into his deepest wound.
His Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, was the greatest irony of his theory.
He himself was the most powerless proof of the saying, "There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters." He had put in no less effort than anyone else, and his theoretical knowledge even surpassed that of most Titled Douluo on the continent. Yet what had it gotten him?
He was still a "waste" who could not even break through to Soul Elder.
The entire lecture hall fell into dead silence.
Everyone held their breath. They could feel the suffocating awkwardness and sharp tension in the air.
This Lin Xi was ruthless!
The moment she opened her mouth, she struck straight at the heart of the matter and tore open his scars!
"Student Lin Xi, watch your words! This is disrespectful to Master!" The Dean could no longer stand by and hurriedly rebuked her.
However, Lin Xi did not even glance at him.
Her gaze remained calmly fixed on Yu Xiaogang, as though she were waiting for an answer.
Yu Xiaogang's body trembled slightly. His clenched fists had turned white at the knuckles from the force.
After a long while, like a deflated balloon, he slowly and painfully spoke. "My Martial Soul is Luo Sanpao. A beast Martial Soul that... due to a malignant mutation, can never break through Rank 30."
Saying those words seemed to exhaust all his strength.
He had cut open his deepest scar, bloody and raw, and displayed it before thousands of people.
"Very good."
Lin Xi nodded. Her tone remained calm, without a trace of sympathy or mockery.
She turned to face the thousands of students below the stage, her cool voice ringing out.
"Master spent his entire life perfectly refuting his own theory."
"Was he not hardworking enough? No. His efforts are likely beyond the reach of everyone present, myself included."
"Did he lack the right cultivation methods? No. He is known as the foremost authority on theory. He understands cultivation better than anyone."
"Then why has he still failed to advance?"
Lin Xi paused, her eyes sweeping across the hall like lightning.
"Because his Martial Soul had drawn an insurmountable ceiling over him from the very beginning!"
"So, the first point I want to make is..."
Her voice abruptly rose, clearly reaching every ear.
"Master's theory is fundamentally wrong! Martial Souls have distinctions of 'high' and 'low'! The quality of a Martial Soul largely determines a Soul Master's ultimate limit!"
Boom!!!
Those words struck with even greater force than every previous shock!
If Yu Xiaogang's theory had painted a picture of hope for all commoner Soul Masters, then Lin Xi was now mercilessly tearing that picture to shreds!
She was bluntly telling them that their origins, bloodline, and talent had determined their fates from the start!
"What utter nonsense!"
Below the stage, a teacher finally could not hold back any longer. He stood up and angrily rebuked her, "You are promoting bloodline supremacy! You are crushing the confidence of all ordinary Soul Masters! By your reasoning, should those of us with ordinary Martial Souls simply stop cultivating?"
"I am merely stating the facts." Lin Xi looked coldly at the teacher. "Confidence is not built on false theories and self-deception. Only by recognizing reality can one find the right path."
She turned and looked toward Tang San in the first row.
"Tang San, step forward."
Tang San was briefly stunned, then rose and walked to the side of the stage.
The entire hall's attention focused on the plainly dressed boy.
Pointing at Tang San, Lin Xi said to everyone, "His Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, a universally recognized Waste Spirit, correct?"
Many people below nodded.
Blue Silver Grass could be found everywhere. It possessed no offensive power and was the standard form of a universally recognized Waste Spirit.
"But," Lin Xi said, changing direction, "his Innate Soul Power is Innate Full Soul Power."
The crowd stirred once more.
A Waste Spirit paired with Innate Full Soul Power was inherently a contradictory combination, and it was precisely why Yu Xiaogang had first taken notice of Tang San.
"Master's theory cannot explain this phenomenon. He can only classify it as an 'exception.'" Lin Xi's voice carried a hint of disdain. "But in my theoretical system, it is easily explained."
She looked at Tang San and asked, "Tang San, are you willing to let everyone see your true Martial Soul?"
Tang San looked into Lin Xi's deep eyes and understood what she meant.
Without hesitation, he nodded.
He raised his right hand and shouted, "Blue Silver Grass!"
A slender blue blade of grass sprouted from his palm, no different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
Confusion spread through the audience.
"Isn't that still Blue Silver Grass?"
"It looks no different?"
Yu Xiaogang also frowned. He had no idea what Lin Xi was planning.
At that moment, Lin Xi extended a slender finger. A faint, nearly imperceptible thread of golden Soul Power lingered at its tip as she lightly touched the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's palm.
Buzz!!!
A sudden change erupted!
The ordinary Blue Silver Grass, after being touched by Lin Xi's Soul Power, seemed to have been infused with some sacred catalyst!
It began to grow and mutate wildly!
Its originally delicate blades became thick and resilient, while fine golden patterns emerged across them. The edges of the leaves gleamed with a metallic chill! A noble, ancient, majestic aura burst forth from the mutated Blue Silver Grass!
It was no longer an ordinary blade of grass!
It was clearly an emperor among grass!
"This... this is..."
Below the stage, a well-traveled teacher from a prominent noble family in Heaven Dou City abruptly stood up and cried out in shock.
"Blue Silver Emperor! That is the aura of the legendary Blue Silver Emperor!"
Blue Silver Emperor?!
The moment those three words were spoken, the entire hall erupted once again!
The Blue Silver Emperor was a pinnacle existence among plant-type Martial Souls! It was a god-level Martial Soul capable of standing alongside top-tier Martial Souls such as the Clear Sky Hammer and Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!
How could it appear in a child from Holy Soul Village?
Yu Xiaogang was struck as though by lightning. He stared fixedly at the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's palm, radiating an emperor's aura. His lips trembled, but he could not say a single word.
He had studied Tang San for so long, yet he had never discovered that Tang San's Martial Soul was not the Waste Spirit Blue Silver Grass at all, but an as-yet unawakened... Blue Silver Emperor!
Lin Xi withdrew her finger, and the Blue Silver Grass returned to its original state.
She swept her gaze across the hall and delivered her conclusion in a cool voice.
"Do you see? This is what I call the Martial Soul Quality Theory and the Bloodline Tracing Theory!"
"Tang San's Martial Soul was never the Waste Spirit Blue Silver Grass. The blood of the Blue Silver Emperor flows through his veins! Thus, the true nature of his Martial Soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, which is why it can support his Innate Full Soul Power talent!"
"And what Master calls 'there are no useless Martial Souls' is simply a joke! A truly ordinary Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul may never be able to break through Rank 10 in Soul Power! This is the insurmountable gap created by the quality of a Martial Soul!"
"The reason you cannot see through it is because your perspective and your theories remain on the surface. You have never touched the core essence of Martial Souls—the bloodline!"
Every word from Lin Xi was like a heavy hammer smashing viciously into Yu Xiaogang's heart.
They shattered the foundation of his entire theory.
Yu Xiaogang's face was ashen, his body swaying as though he might collapse.
He had lost.
In the very first exchange, he had suffered a total and devastating defeat.
Lin Xi had not only pointed out the flaws in his theory, but had also used an example he had studied for so long without gaining any insight from to provide a perfect, irrefutable explanation!
This was a crushing defeat on the level of understanding—a strike from a higher dimension!
"Do you still think your theory is qualified to guide others?"
Looking at him, Lin Xi asked her final question.
Her calm tone hurt more than any humiliation could have.
"Pfft!!!"
Yu Xiaogang could no longer hold on. He spat out another mouthful of blood and collapsed into his chair, his eyes vacant as he muttered to himself.
"Wrong... it was all wrong... so from the very beginning... it was wrong..."
At that moment, his spiritual world completely collapsed.
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