The Black World's Arrogance, the Master's Theory

The scene shifted, as though it had pierced through endless space-time barriers.

That suffocating black sky curtain had not vanished with the change of worlds.

Like a giant eye indifferent to all living things, it hung above every parallel time-space.

Original World (Black World).

Heaven Dou Empire, Shrek Academy.

It was the eve of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

On the sports field, the Shrek Seven Devils stood in formation.

Although considerable soul power fluctuations surged from each of them, they all kept their heads lowered obediently.

Even Dai Mubai, usually wild and unruly, had restrained all his arrogance.

Because standing before them was the man known as the "Master."

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his perpetually stiff face filled with severity.

His hawk-like gaze swept over the seven children before him one by one.

Finally, it settled on the young man in the center.

"Xiao San."

Tang San immediately stepped forward. "This disciple is here."

His back was ramrod straight, his eyes filled with fervent admiration and faith.

In this world,

Yu Xiaogang was not merely his teacher, but also a father-like guide.

Yu Xiaogang was very pleased with Tang San's attitude, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Your control in that last drill was precise, but not precise enough."

"How many times have I told you?"

"You are the brain of the team, a Control System Soul Master."

"What you need to do is strictly carry out my tactical arrangements, not display your personal heroism here!"

During the previous spar, Tang San had instinctively wanted to use Hidden Weapon Technique alongside Blue Silver Grass for a surprise attack.

The effect had been outstanding, directly disrupting Dai Mubai's rhythm.

But in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, that was disobedience and an unorthodox path.

A trace of guilt flashed through Tang San's eyes as he lowered his head. "Teacher is right to reprimand me. This disciple knows his mistake."

"Mm."

Yu Xiaogang nodded and continued lecturing them.

"Remember, this tournament is filled with powerful enemies."

"Spirit Hall's generation is even known as the Golden Generation."

"If you want to win, you must strictly follow my 'Seven in One' Fusion Skill Theory."

"Only my theory can turn decay into magic."

"Your petty cleverness is worthless before absolute theory."

His voice was not loud, yet it carried an arrogance born of extreme confidence.

As though what he held in his hands was not a mere tactic.

But the sole key leading to truth.

Ma Hongjun shrank his neck and muttered quietly, "But Third Brother's move just now was really cool..."

"Fatty!"

Oscar quickly bumped him, signaling for him to shut up.

"Can't you see the Master's face has already darkened?"

Just as Yu Xiaogang was preparing to continue his lengthy speech and promote his invincible theory,

an unexpected change erupted.

The tremor sweeping across the multiverse descended upon this world without distinction.

Above Shrek Academy,

the little sunlight that had remained

was swallowed by endless darkness in an instant.

The trembling sensation rising from the depths of their souls made everyone instinctively undergo Martial Soul Possession.

"What's going on? An enemy attack?!"

Zhao Wuji and Flender rushed out of the office, staring at the sky with horrified expressions.

"No... it's not an enemy attack."

Liu Erlong's face had turned pale as she pointed at the sky. "What is that?"

Golden Patterns began flowing across the pitch-black sky curtain.

[Dual Parallel World Comparison System activated]

Only after a long while did Ma Hongjun rub his aching head and widen his eyes.

"My god, parallel worlds?"

"Could there be an Evil Fire Phoenix in that world too? Or have I already become a real Phoenix?"

His eyes were filled with curiosity, even carrying a trace of excitement.

Oscar stroked his chin as light flickered in his Peach Blossom Eyes. "Interesting. I wonder if the me in the other world has already won Rongrong over."

Ning Rongrong shot him an irritated glare, though her beautiful eyes were equally full of shock.

What would the other her be like?

Would she be stronger than she was now?

Or would she be living an entirely different life?

Just as the students chattered among themselves, filled with curiosity toward this unknown sky curtain,

a cold snort interrupted all their musings.

"Hmph!"

Yu Xiaogang frowned deeply, his stiff face filled with displeasure.

And even a trace of disgust.

In his view,

this sudden upheaval had disrupted the pre-tournament special training he had painstakingly prepared.

More importantly,

this phenomenon lay beyond the scope of his understanding and could not be explained by his theory.

It made him extremely uncomfortable. He hated this sense of losing control.

"Quiet!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted sharply, his hands clenched tightly behind his back.

"What parallel world? What comparison?"

"It's nothing but a trick to deceive people!"

"There are countless strange and bizarre Soul Skills in the Soul Master World."

"It could be some powerful Illusionary Soul Skill, or an Illusionary Technique created by certain forces."

"The purpose is to disrupt your states of mind and make you fall into disarray before the tournament!"

"What have I taught you?"

"Remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses before your eyes!"

"No matter what kind of method this is, it is all illusion before absolute strength and perfect theory."

"Xiao San!"

Tang San, having been called out, shuddered all over.

"Do not pay attention to these unorthodox paths."

"Collect yourself and focus on training."

"Looking at this attention-seeking nonsense too much will only damage your Dao heart!"

Tang San looked at his teacher's unwavering eyes.

The faint curiosity in his heart was instantly suppressed, replaced by even firmer blind faith.

"Yes, Teacher!"

"This disciple will never be disturbed by external things."

"In this world, only Teacher's theory is truth."

Yet the sky curtain seemed to have heard the conversation between master and disciple.

Or perhaps it had come precisely to slap them in the face.

The instant Tang San's words fell,

the golden light in the sky suddenly blazed.

The previously flowing patterns instantly froze.

First Comparison List.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of millions across the continent,

it appeared abruptly!

On the left, black mist surrounded it, oppressive and dull.

On the right, white light was sacred, brimming with vitality.

[Black World: Blind Listening Blind Faith · Tang San] VS [White World: Independent Awakening · Tang San]

The Shrek Seven Devils looked at one another.

A strange look flashed through Dai Mubai's Evil Eyes as he instinctively glanced at Tang San, then at Yu Xiaogang.

"Blind Listening Blind Faith?"

Those two words were too glaring, too insulting.

Like a resounding slap, they struck Tang San viciously across the face.

And struck Yu Xiaogang's face as well.

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Oscar firmly covered it.

Talking recklessly at a time like this could get someone killed!

Yu Xiaogang, who had just been wearing an arrogant expression and condemning the sky curtain as deception,

now had a face as black as the bottom of the pot, trembling slightly from extreme fury.

"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"

Yu Xiaogang flung his sleeve, his voice shrill and piercing.

"Is this questioning my teaching? Is this questioning the disciple of Yu Xiaogang?"

"I poured out my life's Heart's Blood and imparted everything I had learned to him without reservation."

"This is inheritance. This is respect for one's teacher and the Dao!"

"And yet it is slandered as Blind Listening Blind Faith?"

Yu Xiaogang felt that his dignity had been challenged as never before.

What he cared about most in his life was his reputation.

What he could least tolerate was anyone questioning his theory.

And now, this so-called sky curtain had publicly branded him with such a label before the entire continent.

How could he endure that?

Tang San's expression had also turned exceptionally ugly.

A nameless fury burned fiercely in his chest.

It was not merely because he had been demeaned, but because his teacher had been insulted!

In his heart, Yu Xiaogang was flawless.

His teacher's theory was the greatest Crystal of Wisdom on Douluo Continent.

Without his teacher,

Tang San might still have been the owner of a Trash Spirit, Blue Silver Grass.

How could he possibly have achieved his current status as the wielder of Twin Martial Souls?

"This sky curtain..."

"This is too much deception!"

Tang San suddenly raised his head.

His Purple Demon Eye no longer held its usual gentleness, but was filled with icy killing intent.

"What a fine Independent Awakening."

"I would like to see what that so-called White World Tang San can accomplish without Teacher's guidance and without the wisdom of those before him."

"If he strays from the proper path, if he is self-righteous,"

"he probably will not even know how he dies!"

Tang San took a deep breath and turned toward Yu Xiaogang, who was trembling with rage.

His gaze was resolute, every word ringing with force. "Teacher, please calm your anger. The innocent will prove themselves innocent."

"Since this sky curtain wants to compare us, then let it compare us!"

"This disciple will use his strength to prove it."

"Your theory is unmatched under heaven!"

"I will watch that independent Tang San Hit a Wall and meet a Tragic Ending!"

"Then the sky curtain's lies will be self-defeating!"

Yu Xiaogang listened to his beloved disciple's declaration, and his expression eased slightly.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart and resuming that inscrutable demeanor.

Only his slightly trembling fingers betrayed the turmoil within him.

"Good. Very good."

"Xiao San, Teacher is very pleased that you have such resolve."

"We'll wait and watch."

"Let's see what kind of ridiculous farce this so-called Parallel World can put on!"

Master and disciple stood side by side, their gazes fixed on the Sky Curtain.

Filled with scrutiny, hostility, and an inexplicable sense of superiority.

They waited for the image to begin.

Above the Sky Curtain, the light changed again.

The scene slowly unfolded.

As though two scrolls of history were being displayed before the world at once.

The comparison...

Officially began!