"Exactly. This theory is the very essence of my 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul'!"
"Take Tang San, for example. His Martial Soul is merely Blue Silver Grass, a Trash Martial Soul recognized throughout the Douluo Continent."
"But under my guidance, Tang San has already become a Soul Master, surpassing most people his age."
"Moreover, I believe that sooner or later, I'll raise Tang San into a formidable man who can hold up the heavens and stand firm on the earth—or even a Titled Douluo!"
"And Tang San is the best proof of my theory!"
"There are no Trash Martial Souls on the Douluo Continent. It's just that too many Soul Masters are blind and can't bring out their Martial Souls' potential!"
At Yao Xuan's words, excitement flashed in Yu Xiaogang's eyes. He launched into a smug explanation, unable to hide his pride.
"Oh, really?"
"Yu Xiaogang, listening to you makes me feel nothing but disgust. You're shameless beyond belief!"
"Since you're so certain that there are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters..."
"Then tell me: why have you taken only Tang San as your disciple all these years, while turning a blind eye to every other Soul Master with a Trash Martial Soul?"
"Ask yourself honestly: if a Soul Master with a genuine Trash Martial Soul wanted you as his teacher, would you accept him?"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who stood before him with his chest puffed out and a smug expression, Yao Xuan sneered, pointed at his nose, and loudly challenged him.
At Yao Xuan's words, the smile on Yu Xiaogang's face froze. He didn't dare answer the question directly!
"Heh, cat got your tongue? Good. Allow me to answer for you!"
"—The answer is simple: you'd never take them as disciples!"
"Although you keep saying that no Martial Soul is useless, the disciple you really want isn't someone with a Trash Martial Soul. You're looking for an overlooked genius with tremendous potential!"
Yao Xuan stepped forward, stared Yu Xiaogang down, and mercilessly exposed what he truly thought!
At Yao Xuan's words, Yu Xiaogang couldn't utter a single response!
Because Yao Xuan had indeed torn away his façade!
The reason Yu Xiaogang had proposed this theory and treated it as the core of the "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" was simple.
In the past, after his Martial Soul mutated and left him with only half a level of Innate Soul Power, Yu Xiaogang had always been looked down on and called a useless piece of trash.
So he wanted to use this theory to conceal the fact that he himself was useless!
After all, if people accepted this theory, then whenever someone dared to call his Martial Soul trash,
he could turn around and accuse that person of being blind and a useless Soul Master!
In truth, Yu Xiaogang knew that a genuine Trash Martial Soul could never produce a strong person.
But to prove his theory and hide his own useless nature,
Yu Xiaogang desperately hoped to find a Soul Master with a "Trash Martial Soul" and raise him into a strong person.
Tang San, who possessed Twin Martial Souls, was precisely the target Yu Xiaogang had carefully chosen!
Now, Yao Xuan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Yu Xiaogang's heart.
In that moment, the confidence and smugness on Yu Xiaogang's face vanished, replaced by fear and rage!
He was afraid because Yao Xuan had seen straight through his true motives!
His rage came from having his façade stripped away in front of everyone!
"Nothing to say, is that it?"
"Let me tell you: not only is your behavior shameless and outrageously hypocritical, but the theory itself is nonsense!"
"Because you, Yu Xiaogang—you useless piece of trash yourself—are the best counterexample!"
"If this theory were true, then why are you, a man with a Trash Martial Soul, still so weak and useless?"
"And really, how much credibility can we give a theory proposed by a loser like you?"
"Clearly, there's only one truth—"
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"You, Yu Xiaogang, are a complete failure, both in Soul Power and in theory!"
"Those bullshit theories of yours are nothing but laughable patchwork!"
Looking at the fury in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, Yao Xuan sneered and pressed his advantage without mercy!
"No! You're twisting things! You're just talking nonsense!"
At Yao Xuan's words, Yu Xiaogang trembled with anger. He glared back at Yao Xuan, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, really? Then let's have everyone judge for themselves! Come on, tell us: are Yu Xiaogang's twisted arguments right, or am I?"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang try to wriggle out of it, Yao Xuan sneered and loudly questioned the students around them.
At Yao Xuan's words, everyone voiced their support for him in unison!
Their gazes toward Yu Xiaogang were filled with disdain and contempt!
Fake Grandmaster—bah, what a shameless man!
As for Xiao Wu, her gaze at Yu Xiaogang was full of killing intent!
No wonder he was that piece of trash Tang San's teacher. They really were two of a kind—neither of them was any good!
One a hypocrite, the other a fake Grandmaster. They were made for each other!
What made Xiao Wu even angrier was that a fake Grandmaster like Yu Xiaogang had dared to deceive Brother Yao Xuan and try to become his teacher.
You bastard—you deserve to die!
Leaving aside what the others were thinking,
at that moment, Yao Xuan wore a teasing smile as he looked at Yu Xiaogang!
"Yu 'Grandmaster,' didn't you say just now that if I found another flaw in your theory, you'd lick my shoes clean right here?"
"Now it's time to keep your promise!"
Yao Xuan's lips curled slightly as he spoke in a calm voice.
"Yao Xuan, th-this isn't very appropriate, is it? I was only joking earlier. How about I give you ten Gold Soul Coins as compensation?"
At Yao Xuan's words, Yu Xiaogang waved his hands repeatedly, trying to back out of it.
With all these people watching, if he really knelt down and licked Yao Xuan's shoes, he'd probably be a laughingstock for the rest of his life!
"Hmph. You made a promise, but don't dare keep it. Are you even a man?"
"Fine. If you won't keep your word willingly, I'll beat you until you do!"
With that, before Yu Xiaogang could react, Yao Xuan kicked him in the stomach!
"Ow! What are you doing?!"
Faced with Yao Xuan's sudden attack, Yu Xiaogang—already a complete cripple—was powerless to resist. The kick sent him sprawling to the ground, where he rolled two and a half times and coughed violently.
"What am I doing? Teaching a shameless, untrustworthy bastard a lesson!"
"Listen, Yu Xiaogang. I'll give you two choices today. First, kneel down and lick my shoes clean. Second, end up like Tang San, beaten into a dead dog. Choose!"
Looking down at Yu Xiaogang, whom he had kicked to the ground, Yao Xuan threatened coldly.
"Fine, I—I'll lick them, I'll lick them!"
Though he was deeply unwilling, the sight of Tang San's miserable state made Yu Xiaogang shudder. In the end, he chose to accept reality.
Then Yu Xiaogang obediently knelt down and, like a loyal dog, licked the mud and dust off Yao Xuan's shoes.
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