Listening to the inner voice of Lin Yi, the students in the classroom could not help but gasp.
Although they were young, they possessed the basic common sense of a soul master.
Lin Yi's inner voice sounded significantly more reliable than the theories of the Grandmaster.
The teachers in the back row exchanged glances, their eyes filled with shock.
They had previously felt that the theories of Yu Xiaogang were slightly problematic, but they had not expected the issues to be this severe.
[Forget it, I can't be bothered to argue with you; I'm afraid you'll jump over the wall like a cornered dog.]
[I just feel a bit sorry for these classmates, getting stuck with a teacher like this.]
Lin Yi shook his head internally and did not continue to speak.
Seeing that Lin Yi had fallen silent, Yu Xiaogang assumed he had been stunned by his theory and nodded with satisfaction: "Sit down. Remember, my theories are all based on rigorous research. You may not understand them at your current stage, but you will eventually grasp the profound meaning behind them."
[Profound meaning? More like a profound pit!]
Lin Yi sat down, feeling depressed, and ranted frantically in his heart.
[Rigorous research, my foot. I bet your only research sample is that farting Luo Sanpao of yours.]
[No wonder the monsters of Shrek Academy in the original story didn't respect you at first. With this level of theory, it would be a miracle if they did.]
[It's only because of outsiders like Tang San, who have zero knowledge of the basic common sense of the Douluo Continent, that you are worshipped as a Grandmaster.]
Xiao Wu's eyes widened as she listened from the side.
She had originally thought Yu Xiaogang's theories were just a bit boring, but after hearing what Lin Yi had to say, she realized the problem was far more serious.
She subconsciously touched her own neck.
If she followed Yu Xiaogang's theory, what should she choose for her first soul skill?
A long-range attack?
A rabbit learning a long-range attack?
The very thought felt absurd.
On the podium, Yu Xiaogang signaled for Lin Yi to sit and continued: "Next, we will discuss the mutation of martial souls..."
[The main event is here: a live tutorial on the failed mutation of Luo Sanpao.]
Hearing this inner voice, everyone immediately adjusted their posture.
This topic was indeed very attractive.
Yu Xiaogang scanned the classroom, his back straightening slightly: "Martial soul mutation is divided into benign mutation and malignant mutation. Benign mutation improves the quality of the martial soul, while malignant mutation weakens its abilities."
[So, do you consider the mutation of Luo Sanpao to be benign or malignant?]
[Oh, excuse me, I forgot; even you don't know what kind of mutation it counts as.]
[After all, your pride and joy, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, mutated into a freak that can only attack by farting... I don't even know if it's a dog or a pig. This case study is truly a classic.]
"Pfft."
This time, all the teachers and students couldn't help but laugh, except for a bewildered Tang San.
Yu Xiaogang finally erupted: "What is so funny? If you don't want to listen, you can say so directly; there is no need to act out like this."
Hearing this, everyone immediately suppressed their laughter.
They were genuinely afraid that this Grandmaster would stop lecturing and walk out.
After all, it had been a very, very long time since they had encountered something this interesting.
Teacher Li, acting as a representative, apologized: "Apologies, Grandmaster Yu. Please, continue, please continue."
Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to snort coldly and resume his lecture: "I have studied a large number of mutation cases and discovered that martial soul mutation is often related to factors such as a soul master's bloodline, environment, and emotions..."
[Observation and research? How many samples have you actually observed?]
[The Complete Records of Martial Soul Mutation in Martial Soul Hall contains over three hundred cases, nearly two hundred of which have detailed records. Are you sure your research is more comprehensive than that?]
[And the claim that emotions influence mutation? That was proven to be pseudoscience ages ago, wasn't it?]
The teachers in the back row exchanged looks.
The Complete Records of Martial Soul Mutation from Martial Soul Hall?
That was internal classified information that ordinary soul masters could not access.
How did this Lin Yi know about it?
Could his background be extraordinary?
Yu Xiaogang was unaware of this, lost in his own world of theory: "I once saw a case where a child's martial soul was originally an ordinary kitchen knife, but during a life-or-death crisis, it mutated into a Blazing Blade with fire attributes."
[A kitchen knife turning into a Blazing Blade? Isn't that the incident from a few years ago involving the son of Old Liu at the Nuoding City blacksmith shop?]
[That child clearly absorbed a hundred-year fire-attribute soul herb; what does that have to do with a life-or-death crisis?]
[Besides, after the mutation, they tested him, and his Innate Soul Power was still only half a level. The quality of his martial soul didn't improve at all; he just gained a flame special effect.]
As this inner voice echoed, a burst of suppressed laughter suddenly erupted in the classroom.
Those who knew about this couldn't help but cover their mouths, terrified they might laugh out loud.
Yu Xiaogang frowned: "What is so funny?"
"N-nothing, nothing at all." A student hurriedly waved his hands, "Just thought the Flame Kitchen Knife was quite interesting."
Yu Xiaogang glared at him with dissatisfaction and continued his lecture: "Therefore, I believe that intense emotional stimulation is one of the important factors that trigger martial soul mutation."
[Important factors?]
[Then why haven't I seen many soul masters who experienced life-and-death crises undergo martial soul mutations?]
[To present such a sweeping generalization as a conclusion—could he be any more full of hot air?]
Lin Yi shook his head and drew a large question mark in his notebook.
Xiao Wu leaned over and whispered: "Lin Yi, do you think the Grandmaster is right?"
[Hm? This little girl has a lot of questions today.]
Lin Yi paused for a moment, lowered his voice, and replied: "The Grandmaster's theories have great reference value."
Though he said this aloud, he was complaining internally.
[Reference value? More like reverse reference value; follow his advice and you'll definitely take a detour.]
[But I can't say that in public; after all, this Grandmaster is quite petty.]
Xiao Wu pursed her lips to hide a smile; she was becoming increasingly interested in this new classmate.
In the corner of the classroom, Tang San watched Xiao Wu and Lin Yi whispering to each other once again, his brows knitting even tighter.
He did not understand why Xiao Wu's change in attitude had been so rapid.
Furthermore, the atmosphere in the entire classroom was very strange.
Everyone seemed to be paying attention to Lin Yi, yet they didn't dare look openly, only stealing glances.
This feeling of being excluded made Tang San very uncomfortable.
On the podium, Yu Xiaogang shifted the topic: "Next, I will speak about a mutation case I experienced personally."
[Here it comes, here it comes. Luo Sanpao is about to make his debut.]
Lin Yi perked up and sat straight.
The other students also pricked up their ears, their expressions extremely serious.
"My martial soul was originally supposed to be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon." Yu Xiaogang's voice carried a trace of imperceptible bitterness, "But when I awakened at age six, a malignant mutation occurred."
The classroom fell silent.
This time it was truly quiet, as everyone wanted to hear clearly.
"The mutated martial soul became what you all know today." Yu Xiaogang did not say the name Luo Sanpao directly, but everyone knew exactly what he was talking about.
[A Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon mutating into Luo Sanpao—that is indeed a classic case of a malignant mutation.]
[But Grandmaster, are you truly certain it was a malignant mutation?]
Yu Xiaogang paused, as if recalling something painful: "This mutation not only changed the form of my martial soul, but also left me with only half a level of Innate Soul Power. I fear that in this lifetime, I will never be able to break through to level thirty."
His tone was filled with regret and helplessness.
The students and the teacher felt great sympathy for him, but they were even more expectant of Lin Yi's inner commentary.
They wanted to hear what different insights this "prophet" had regarding the Grandmaster's plight.
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