"Look at the state you're in. By your own reasoning, doesn't that make you the most useless Soul Master in the world?!"
"A useless Soul Master taking a disciple with a Trash Martial Soul. I'd say you're a perfect match."
Chrysanthemum Douluo's string of taunts left Ma Xiunuo and the Notting Academy Dean, who stood nearby, utterly astonished.
They had assumed that Grandmaster's theoretical research came from his own work. So although his strength wasn't particularly impressive, they had still held a certain respect for him.
But now they had learned that Yu Xiaogang's theories had all been plagiarized from Spirit Hall's records. They were extremely
shocked!
"No wonder we heard that Yu Xiaogang was expelled from the Soul Master World by Spirit Hall back then. So this was the reason."
Ma Xiunuo and the Dean no longer looked at Yu Xiaogang with the respect they once had. Instead, their eyes held a hint of scorn.
Spirit Hall had let you use their knowledge to pass yourself off as a Grandmaster all these years without exposing you, and you still had the nerve to do it so shamelessly.
Disgraceful!
Yu Xiaogang held the unconscious Tang San in his arms. He had been about to berate Chrysanthemum Douluo for picking on someone weaker than himself.
But now his face had turned an ashen blue. He looked like a duck that had just been stripped naked in front of a crowd. His body trembled for a long while before he finally managed to retort, "At least half of my research into Martial Soul Theory is my own..."
"Enough!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo glanced sidelong at Yu Xiaogang and sneered. "Every part of your theory that's been proven comes from Spirit Hall's records. Anything that hasn't been proven is just something you made up."
"How