The Sky Screen froze.
[Young Yu Xiaogang, with two enormous dark circles under his eyes, excitedly jumped up from a pile of books.]
[He waved a sheet of paper covered in densely packed notes.]
[As if he had discovered a new continent, he shouted wildly.]
["I found it! I finally found the true essence of Three-Eyed Demon's mutation!"]
Everyone held their breath.
The Black World's audience anticipated a reversal.
Especially the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and everyone from Shrek.
They were all waiting to see what earth-shattering theory Master would produce to turn things around.
After all, he would later become famous throughout the world for the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul."
The White World's audience, meanwhile, had already set out their little stools.
They were ready to see what other nonsense this clown could come up with.
[Young Yu Xiaogang pointed at Three-Eyed Demon, his expression utterly certain as he analyzed it.]
[Although Three-Eyed Demon is a mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, its mutation has severely regressed.]
[First, it is round and plump, with short limbs, looking exactly like a pig.]
[Second, its method of attack is farting, which matches the bloated-gas characteristics of pigs.]
[Most importantly, it actually loves eating white radishes! That is a pig's favorite food!]
[How could a dragon possibly eat radishes?]
Seeing this.
The muscles on White World's Yu Xiaogang's face began twitching violently.
An extremely ominous feeling shot straight to the top of his head.
"No... no... don't say it... please don't say it..."
[Yet Yu Xiaogang in the Sky Screen confidently announced in a loud voice.]
[According to my Martial Soul Mimicry Theory! Since its habits and appearance resemble a pig, then in essence, it is a special kind of pig martial soul!]
[Therefore, the best choice for the first soul ring is absolutely not some sub-dragon species. That would cause rejection!]
[The best choice is—a four-hundred-year Butt Pig, scientifically known as the Biogas Porcupine!]
[Only by absorbing a soul ring from its own kind can its potential be stimulated to the greatest extent!]
Boom—!
At this moment!
It was the sound of the worldview of everyone in both the White World and Black World shattering.
The sound of their intelligence being rubbed against the ground.
White World.
Inside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
A brief silence fell.
Then earth-shaking laughter erupted.
"Hahahaha! A pig! He said it was a pig!"
"Oh my God, raising the Golden Sacred Dragon as a pig? And even specifically arguing why it was a pig?"
"Has Xiaogang from that Parallel World taken so much medicine that he fried his brain?"
"Even if he had picked a sub-dragon species and failed, we would still respect him as a man. But what the hell is picking a Butt Pig supposed to mean?"
Some younger disciples laughed so hard they could not straighten their backs.
"Eating radishes makes it a pig?"
"Then since I love eating radishes, am I a pig too?"
"What an insult to radishes!"
In a corner, White World's Yu Luomian had originally been worried that some dirt on him would be exposed.
At this moment, he could not help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and even felt like laughing.
Now everyone's attention was focused on Yu Xiaogang.
All the firepower had been drawn away by this nephew of his. Brilliant!
The one who most wanted to cough up blood, however, was none other than White World's Yu Xiaogang himself.
"Puh—!!!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood three feet high. This was no exaggeration; his rage had gone straight to his heart.
Both hands clenched tightly around his hair.
He wanted nothing more than to rip it all out.
He let out a despairing wail.
"I was wrong... I was really wrong..."
"I thought I was merely useless in that world, limited by resources. I never thought I was stupid!!"
"A pig martial soul, my ass! That is a regressed Sacred Dragon!"
"You fed a dragon a pig's soul ring?"
"My lifelong reputation is completely ruined..."
He had thought that his counterpart in that world would choose a first soul ring related to the Light Attribute.
At the very least.
Even if he followed the clan's path, he should have selected a lightning-attribute soul beast with dragon bloodline!
Such a choice might have been conservative, but at least there was experience to draw upon.
How the hell did he end up choosing a pig?
Bibi Dong beside him could no longer hold herself together either.
That Yu Xiaogang in the Sky Screen, speaking so eloquently with that wise-looking face, was simply absurd beyond belief!
In her memory, Yu Xiaogang's early years had indeed been difficult.
But under the guidance of his older brother Yu Xiaotian, how spirited and magnificent had he been? He was the true Sacred Dragon Douluo.
Yu Xiaotian merely smiled faintly.
His gaze carried a clarity that suggested he had seen through it all long ago.
"Theory requires practical support."
"Without practice, using appearances alone to infer essence is Master's limitation."
"Still, being able to argue that a dragon is a pig counts as a different kind of talent."
No matter how outrageous an operation Master Yu Xiaogang from the Parallel World pulled, he would not find anything strange about it.
A single steamed bun had nearly solo-killed a God King!
Who else could accomplish that?
Black World.
Among the Upper Three Sects, Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao had originally been watching the Sky Screen with rapt attention.
He was even holding a teacup in his hand.
At that moment, he directly sprayed a mouthful of tea onto the elder in front of him.
"Cough, cough, cough! This is that Master who claims to be invincible in theory?"
Tang Xiao stared in utter disbelief.
"Although my Clear Sky Sect has secluded itself from the world, we still know that martial soul mutations must be traced back to their origins."
"Even if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon mutated into trash, its bloodline foundation would still be that of a dragon!"
"How could a dragon mutate into a pig?"
"Fortunately, Clear Sky Sect has secluded itself and will not be contaminated by this man."
Spirit Hall, Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong was seated upright upon the Pope Throne.
Her breathtakingly beautiful face was filled with shock and confusion.
She had always believed that Yu Xiaogang could not break through only because of his talent limitations.
His wisdom was unparalleled.
"A pig martial soul?"
Bibi Dong murmured, cracks beginning to form in her heart.
"Could I truly have been wrong all these years?"
"No, his family must have forced him. It must have..."
She tried to hypnotize herself, but Yu Xiaogang's confident expression in the Sky Screen was simply too glaring.
At that moment, her disciple Hu Liena walked in.
She had been preparing to report on her work.
Yet she saw that her usually imposing and cold Teacher had a look of complete collapse on her face.
"Teacher? What is wrong?"
Bibi Dong took a deep breath and waved her hand, her voice trembling slightly.
"It is nothing, Nana. When you look for a man in the future, remember to check his brain first."
Hu Liena: "???"
Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Yuanzhen stared at the Sky Screen, his old face flushed the color of pig liver. His expression was more miserable than if he had eaten a fly.
This memory was the one he least wished to face.
Back then, he had actually prepared a four-hundred-year sub-dragon species for Yu Xiaogang.
It was safe and suited to his bloodline.
Yet Yu Xiaogang stubbornly refused it.
He held that sheet of pig theory and argued his case with Yu Yuanzhen.
He had even threatened suicide.
Saying this was the path of truth.
Yu Yuanzhen had softened at the time and believed his son's nonsense.
He had thought that, since his son had researched it for so long, perhaps he truly had some unique insight.
"I was such a fool. Such a fool."
Yu Yuanzhen's face now looked as bitter as a melon.
Why was the difference between him and Yu Yuanzhen from the neighboring world so vast?
The son he had supported was like a pig, while every son of his counterpart in the Parallel World was a dragon among men!
Hearing the elders around him struggling to suppress their snickers, he wanted nothing more than to crawl into a crack in the ground.
Outside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, inside a carriage.
The smile on Yu Luomian's face completely froze before turning utterly sinister.
He stiffly turned his head.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang beside him, whose face was blank as cold sweat poured down.
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