"What explanation do you want from me? Why don't you explain to everyone how you got your cultivation technique?"
Seeing Tang Hao press him so aggressively, Great Master Yu also moved a few steps toward his father, Yu Yuanzhen, and Bibi Dong without leaving any trace.
He had already figured it out. As long as those two stood on his side, what could Tang Hao do to him?
"Nonsense! Don't tell me you think being a Titled Douluo means you can simply seize someone else's cultivation technique by force? And you want me to explain myself? This Yoga Divine Skill was naturally created by me! I'm sure those two Majesties saw through that and agreed to help me!"
"You shameless bastard!"
Seeing that Great Master Yu still dared to spout such nonsense under these circumstances, Tang San immediately cursed back.
"You ungrateful disciple! I'm speaking with this Majesty. How dare you interrupt? This Yoga Divine Skill was born after I spent more than a decade painstakingly researching it! Yet you, my ungrateful disciple, became dissatisfied because I wanted to make it public, so you deliberately came here to cause trouble!"
Great Master Yu spoke with reason and evidence, looking as though everything he said were true. His shameless appearance left even Tang San stunned.
With three Douluo standing right in front of him, he still dared to lie through his teeth. His nerve and shamelessness were truly astonishing.
"You keep demanding that I prove it? How ridiculous! Why don't you prove to us that it's yours?"
How am I supposed to prove it's mine? Am I supposed to tell everyone that I'm a transmigrator? That this is a cultivation technique from the Tang Sect? Isn't that absurd?
Seeing Tang San fall into thought and remain silent for the moment, Great