Silence.
Dead silence.
Shrek Academy
Tang San rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then turned to look at the Teacher beside him.
"Yu Xiaotian? Teacher, you have a twin older brother named Yu Xiaotian?"
"And he's a Limit Douluo?!"
Ning Rongrong had always been straightforward.
The Little Witch, Ning Rongrong, laughed rather unkindly.
"Looks like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the Parallel World is much stronger than the one in this world."
"The eldest son, Yu Xiaotian, is actually level 99?"
"And Yu Xiaogang from that world is a Titled Douluo too? Why is the Master in our world only level 29?"
Those words were like a resounding slap, landing viciously across Yu Xiaogang's face.
Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned liver-colored, and his body trembled slightly.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
He suddenly shouted in rebuttal, trying to preserve his dignity.
"This is fake! My Martial Soul mutation is an innate defect. It's irreversible!"
"Even in a Parallel World, I couldn't possibly cultivate to become a Titled Douluo!"
"This violates the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul!"
"That Yu Xiaotian must be fake!"
"My father never had a son like that, and I never had an older brother like that!"
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Bang!
The teacup in Yu Yuanzhen's hand was crushed to pieces.
Inside the Council Hall, the elders erupted completely.
"Clan Leader! Did you see that?! Level 99! A Limit Douluo!!"
One elder was so excited that even his beard trembled.
"Our clan in that Parallel World actually produced a Limit Douluo!"
"That's an existence capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen!"
"Not only that!"
Another elder pointed at the Sky Screen and shouted.
"Look!"
"Yu Xiaogang in that world is a Titled Douluo too!"
"Could that other Yu Xiaogang be a genius?"
"Why?! Why is Yu Xiaogang from our world the only useless one?"
"Why doesn't our world have Yu Xiaotian?!"
"Did we overlook such a genius? Or is there some bloodline among the branch families that we don't know about?"
Looking at the three words "Yu Xiaotian" on the Sky Screen, Yu Yuanzhen felt an indescribable sense of loss rise in his heart.
Why?
Why did he not have a son like that?
He shook his head helplessly.
"I only have one eldest son, named Yu Xiaogang."
"Our world has no Xiaotian..."
The elders grew so furious that they began arguing loudly.
After all, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had originally had a chance to soar!
Maybe it was because Yu Yuanzhen had failed to teach his son properly!
"Enough! Shut up, all of you!"
Following that furious roar,
the previously noisy Council Hall fell silent in an instant.
Yu Yuanzhen's hair and beard bristled as he suppressed his emotions.
"The Sky Screen has begun. Stop arguing for now! Let's watch first!"
As soon as his words fell, golden light flowed across the Sky Screen.
The view drew closer, revealing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan from decades ago.
A delicate little boy appeared at the center of the image. It was Yu Xiaogang in his childhood.
[As the eldest son of Yu Yuanzhen, the current clan leader, Yu Xiaogang had seemed born with a golden spoon in his mouth.]
[Everyone in the clan, from the elders above to the servants below, had focused their attention on him.]
[They awaited this heir's awakening of the most powerful Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.]
[However, amid such excessive doting and adoration, Yu Xiaogang displayed a side that left everyone dumbfounded.]
[Get lost! This water is too hot! Are you trying to scald me to death?]
[Only four or five years old, Yu Xiaogang arrogantly splashed a cup of hot tea onto a maid's face.]
[The maid did not dare dodge and could only kneel on the ground, trembling.]
[At the clan's training grounds, several elders smiled kindly as they tried to amuse the Young Master.]
[Yet not only did Yu Xiaogang fail to appreciate it, he even slapped away the toy an elder offered him with a look of disgust.]
[He even pointed at the nose of a highly respected elder and cursed.]
[Old bastard, you think this junk is worthy of me? Once I become clan leader, I'll throw you out first!]
[Even when facing children from branch families his own age, he always held his head high with an expression that said, "You're all beneath me."]
[He lashed out, cursed, and berated people at the slightest provocation, flying into a rage whenever anything displeased him.]
[With that arrogant, domineering appearance, he was practically a spoiled giant baby.]
The moment they saw this scene, the real world erupted.
On Shrek Academy's training field, the atmosphere became incredibly strange.
Tang San stared at the Sky Screen, completely stunned.
He instinctively turned to look at the Teacher beside him.
The Teacher who always stood with his hands behind his back, projecting the bearing of a Master.
In his impression, although the Teacher was not very strong,
he was at least knowledgeable, steady, and reserved.
But was that unruly brat on the Sky Screen, who showed no respect even to his elders, really his Teacher?
"This... this is too..."
Oscar opened his mouth.
Yet he did not know what words to use, and could only scratch his head awkwardly.
Ning Rongrong, standing beside him, was not nearly so polite.
She herself was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and was usually called the Little Witch.
But seeing Yu Xiaogang's conduct as a child, she could not help letting out a scornful laugh.
She immediately began mocking him without restraint.
"Oh my, so this is the Master? I thought the Master had been this profound since childhood."
"I may be mischievous in the sect, but I know to respect my elders and care for the young. Even when facing Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone, I only act spoiled."
"Master, you dared point at an elder's nose and curse him when you were this little?"
"Where did you get the nerve?"
"With such a huge temper, I thought he was a reincarnated Titled Douluo. Turns out he can't even break through level 29?"
Ning Rongrong curled her lips, her eyes filled with disdain.
"This isn't arrogance. This is a lack of upbringing! Isn't this completely backwards?"
Though her words were harsh, they left everyone speechless.
Ma Hongjun could not help muttering,
"What Rongrong says seems to make some sense. His temper really is far greater than his ability..."
Yu Xiaogang stood where he was, his face already as black as the bottom of a pot.
He clenched his fists tightly, yet he could not refute a single word.
Because that truly had been what he was like as a child.
It had been the last glory he possessed as a genius.
It was also the darkest part of his past that he least wanted to face.
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Yuanzhen sat in the seat of honor, feeling as though his face were burning with pain.
He did not dare look at the elders around him.
Just as the Sky Screen had shown, back then, in order to cultivate Yu Xiaogang's domineering nature,
he had not only failed to stop such arrogant behavior, but had even indulged it somewhat.
Hmph!
A cold snort came from the left.
An elder with white hair and beard heavily set down his teacup and said sarcastically,
"So this was how the Young Master viewed this old man back then."
"Old bastard? Hehe, what excellent upbringing."
"Back then, we tolerated him in every way only because we believed he would revitalize the clan in the future."
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