Sorry, My Teacher Is a Title Douluo-No Moral Blackmail

"Yu Xiaogang, your own theory proves that you are a waste Soul Master."

"You--!"

Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned red, then turned pale again.

His body trembled violently, his fingers curled up and unclenched, and a strange sound came from his throat.

It was the sound of a collapse of belief, the collapse of a person who had spent his whole life betting on theory and found that his theory could not explain reality at all.

"Fake... all fake..."

He suddenly grabbed Tang San's shoulders like crazy, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Xiao San, tell the teacher, this is an illusion, right? It's an illusion he created with some kind of Soul Skill, right?"

Tang San's shoulder was pinched so much that it hurt.

He looked at the teacher's almost crazy eyes, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

There is sympathy, there is embarrassment, and there is something deeper - if even the teacher can't explain the situation of Lin Qingmo, then what is the theoretical system that I have always believed in?

"Teacher..."

Tang San's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"That's a real Soul Power fluctuation, not an illusion..."

"Impossible! My theory can't be wrong! It can't be wrong!"

Snap!

A loud slap in the face.

Flender appeared next to Yu Xiaogang at some unknown time, and slapped him firmly on the face.

The force was so strong that Yu Xiaogang staggered half a circle and almost fell down.

The air was deathly still.

"Wake up, Xiao Gang!"

Flender's voice had a rare severity.

"The facts are right in front of you! Just because your theory can't explain it doesn't mean the facts don't exist!"

"You are a scholar, not a god. A scholar should behave like a scholar - admit that he does not know, then study and explore, instead of wallowing like a gambler who cannot afford to lose!"

Even he felt disgusted with the current state of his best friend Yu Xiaogang.

"..."

Yu Xiaogang covered his face and stood there blankly.

That slap seemed to really wake him up.

The madness in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by an empty look of confusion.

He looked at Spirit Ring at the feet of Lin Qingmo.

For a long time.

He slowly put down his hand, and a clear palm print appeared on his face.

He adjusted his collar, but this simple action was extremely difficult.

Then, he bowed deeply to Lin Qingmo.

"I'm sorry."

These three words are said very lightly.

"I lost my composure. I was blinded by my own theory."

Yu Xiaogang straightened up, his face calm again - at least on the surface.

"Lin Qingmo, classmate, I apologize to you for my words and deeds before and just now."

"I shouldn't arbitrarily deny your achievements without evidence."

Lin Qingmo raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

Which part of this product is going to be fixed?

The light of Spirit Ring gradually converged and finally disappeared under the feet.

The oppressive Soul Power fluctuation also dissipated.

But it's not over yet.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and his eyes became intense.

That's the look in a scholar's eyes when he discovers an unknown field, and the excitement of a theorist when he sees a loophole in the existing system - even if the loophole appears in the form of a slap in the face.

"But please allow me to ask a question."

Yu Xiaogang's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement,

"How did you do it? Innate Soul Power Level 4, Trash Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, but you were able to break through Level 45 in just a few years, and also completed all Spirit Ring Limit-Breaking Absorption!"

"What's the secret?"

"If you are willing to share, maybe... maybe it can help many Soul Master who are judged to be 'lack of talent' to change their destiny!"

This is a high-sounding statement.

But everyone who was watching felt the element of moral kidnapping.

The atmosphere became subtle again.

Dai Mubai and Oscar exchanged a look.

Ma Hongjun scratched his head.

After all, they really wanted to know the secret.

So they all stayed silent and chose to wait and see.

Ning Rongrong curled his lips and whispered, "Isn't this moral kidnapping?"

Tang San also looked at Lin Qingmo, his eyes flickering.

It's a lie to say you don't want to know the secret - that's Limit-Breaking Absorption Spirit Ring's method!

If you can master it, your strength will definitely leap to a new level!

"Pfft!"

Lin Qingmo himself was amused.

Soon, that smile turned cold.

"Grandmaster, you said it so easily."

He said slowly, "What is the relationship between us?"

"Teacher and student? Sorry, my teacher is not you, and you are not qualified."

"Friends? It seems like we haven't even spoken a few words."

"In that case, why should I tell you my secret?"

"For the Shrek Academy!"

Yu Xiaogang answered immediately and said in a sincere tone, "The eight of you are a whole and partners! If everyone can become stronger, the strength of the entire team will be-"

"Stop, stop, stop."

Lin Qingmo made a stop gesture.

"Grandmaster, can we not do this moral kidnapping?"

"I paid money to come to Shrek to learn combat skills and teamwork, not to play the house game of 'love each other and become a family'."

He looked around, his eyes scanning everyone's face.

"Of all of you here, who doesn't know your own background and secrets?"

"Ning Rongrong is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. What's wrong with Tang San? Hidden Weapon."

"According to your logic, should Ning Rongrong share Martial Soul's secret cultivation method of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with everyone? Do you dare to ask for it?"

"Hmph!"

Ning Rongrong immediately snorted coldly.

"What a beautiful thought!"

She crossed her arms, and the eldest lady became angry.

"Dean Flender, I have to write to my father about this. Someone wants to know about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's secret method. This is not a trivial matter."

"!!!"

Suddenly, Flender broke into a cold sweat.

"Ning Rongrong, misunderstanding, all misunderstandings..."

"You know clearly whether this is a misunderstanding or not."

Ning Rongrong refuses to give up.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned a little pale again.

Only then did he realize how inappropriate his words were - they were almost irritating the sensitive nerves of the sect's forces.

But Lin Qingmo is not done yet.

"As for my secret..."

He suddenly smiled, and there was a certain joy in that smile that seemed like a successful prank.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you."

Everyone subconsciously pricked up their ears.

Even Tang San couldn't help but lean forward.

"The reason why I can do this is because I have a teacher."

Lin Qingmo said lightly, "A teacher of Titled Douluo level."

"My cultivation method, my Soul Ring Configuration, were all arranged by him."

"What, Grandmaster, you want to know the exclusive secret of Titled Douluo?"

"??"

"..."

There was a sound of gasping air.

"Titled Douluo?!"

Ma Hongjun shouted directly.

"Lin Qingmo You have Titled Douluo as your teacher? Damn it! Is it true?"

Oscar lost Sausage in his hand.

Dai Mubai pupil earthquake.

Star Luo Royal Family has no account, it is a national treasure.

And Lin Qingmo, a boy from an ordinary background, actually has a teacher Titled Douluo?

"This..."

Flender took a long breath.

This makes sense.

Everything makes sense.

Why Lin Qingmo can break the rules, why his cultivation speed is ridiculously fast, and why he always looks confident.

Standing behind you is Titled Douluo, who would have the confidence to do so.

"!!!"

Only Yu Xiaogang's face turned from white to green, and then from green to gray.

Titled Douluo's secret?

Even if I borrow a hundred courages from him, I wouldn't dare to covet him!

There are only a few existences of that level, even Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, whom he is proud of.

What's more, he is still a... waste who was expelled from the family.