Ultimate Winning Theory: Tang San Had Three Victories, Lin Nuo Had Three Defeats

This farce finally came to a complete end as Lin Nuo departed beneath everyone's awed gazes.

For the teachers of Nuoding Academy, local tyrants like Xiao Chenyu, and work-study students like Wang Sheng, today had absolutely reshaped their understanding of the world.

Before today, the word "genius" had been nothing more than a vague concept in their minds.

But from this day onward, Lin Nuo's terrifying figure—Magic Scythe in hand, killing with a single move—became the one and only tangible embodiment of the word "genius."

The scene returned to Yu Xiaogang's office.

After returning with his disgraced beloved disciple and a strangely expressioned Xiao Wu, Master Yu naturally had to brew a hearty pot of chicken soup and forcibly rebuild Tang San's confidence.

"Xiao San, lift your head.

"You need to understand that Lin Nuo only gained a slight edge over you today because of the minor advantage of his Martial Soul. In the long run, that is nothing to worry about."

Yu Xiaogang paused strategically before throwing out his Invincible Theory. "In my view, compared to him, you possess three victories, while he has three defeats!"

The moment he said this, not only Tang San, but even Xiao Wu, who was still disgusted by Tang San's smell, could not help casting him a curious look.

"Oh? What do you mean, Teacher?"

Tang San cooperatively pressed for an explanation.

Master Yu habitually tucked his remaining right hand behind his back, lifted his chin slightly, and assumed the imposing air of an academic authority surveying the world before declaring firmly,

"First, the victory of talent!

"Xiao San, you should know just how terrifying that hidden talent of yours is.

"Your Blue Silver Grass may seem somewhat weak right now, but that is only temporary."

"Once your cultivation breaks through to the Soul Saint stage, the entire continent will understand what a true peerless genius is!

"As for Lin Nuo, no matter how fierce his Spider Martial Soul is in the early stages, its potential is ultimately fixed. One day, he will inevitably run out of steam."

Tang San nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.

He knew that his teacher was referring to his second Martial Soul.

Yu Xiaogang had once analyzed his future development for him.

As long as he reached the Soul Saint stage and added ten-thousand-year black rings to his second Martial Soul, that kind of cross-tier attribute stacking would be enough to send him soaring instantly.

Lin Nuo, on the other hand, had only one Martial Soul, with only so many vacant Soul Ring slots. The gap in the later stages would naturally widen.

"Second, the victory of heritage." Master Yu continued his analysis, his tone becoming unfathomable.

"Regarding the true inheritance behind your Martial Soul, Xiao San, I have already uncovered some clues.

"When the time is right, I will tell you everything.

"With a colossal force of that level backing you, Lin Nuo's shady background is nothing much."

Hearing this cryptic speech, Tang San's eyes immediately revealed a clear and innocent stupidity.

Inheritance?

What earth-shattering inheritance could his lousy Iron Hammer Martial Soul possibly have?

Could his drunken father, who got plastered every day in Holy Soul Village, really be some hidden peerless expert?

Yet in Yu Xiaogang's self-proclaimed "World-Shocking Wisdom," the logic formed a perfect closed loop.

Even if Lin Nuo truly was Bibi Dong's illegitimate son, he was still an unrecognized child who could not be exposed. The core foundation of Spirit Hall remained in the hands of the Angel Clan, so the resources Bibi Dong could give the boy were surely limited.

And Tang San? He was a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, pure and proper!

As long as he acknowledged his ancestors and returned to his clan in the future, with the careful assistance of a theoretical master like himself, would inheriting the position of Clear Sky Sect Master not be a certainty?

This round, the advantage was mine!

Before Tang San could fully process this logic, Master Yu impatiently straightened his back and presented his central argument.

"This third point is also the most fatal and most important victory—"

Using his sole remaining arm, Master Yu forcefully pointed at his own chest, his eyes filled with pride. "The victory of a famous teacher!"

"That boy Lin Nuo has nothing but brute strength, yet lacks a theoretical master as learned and knowledgeable as myself to guide him.

"Do not be fooled by how he is basking in glory through unorthodox methods right now. A Soul Master's cultivation is like treading on thin ice. Without proper theoretical guidance, he will sooner or later ruin his cultivation and completely waste his talent!"

Gangzi snorted coldly and delivered his conclusion from on high. "Today, he was blind enough not to kneel and take this master as his teacher. One day, he will regret his arrogance and ignorance until his guts turn green!"

After hearing Master Yu's textbook-grade method of achieving spiritual victory, the light instantly returned to Tang San's formerly dim eyes.

He nodded repeatedly, as if clouds had parted to reveal a clear sky. His admiration for Yu Xiaogang surged like an endless river.

"Teacher truly deserves to be the number one theoretical master in the Soul Master world!

"Your analysis has truly awakened me from a dream!"

According to Gangzi's perfectly closed-loop logic of Winning Theory, although Tang San had been beaten downstairs until his face was disfigured and even had his peerless Hidden Weapon treated like trash and trampled underfoot, as long as he extended the timeline into the future, he would utterly crush Lin Nuo in every possible aspect!

So what if he had lost the fight?

The advantage in potential was mine! The advantage in background was mine! Even the advantage of a famous teacher was mine!

Seeing his beloved disciple regain his invincible Dao heart, Yu Xiaogang stroked his chin in satisfaction. Then his demeanor abruptly shifted as he turned his calculating gaze toward Xiao Wu beside him.

"Xiao Wu, your talent is also an unpolished jade rarely seen in this world.

"How about joining Xiao San in receiving guidance by my side from now on?

"I guarantee that the two of you will become the most dazzling twin stars on the continent."

At this suggestion, Xiao Wu frowned, and a flicker of instinctive resistance passed through her eyes.

After all, that foul-smelling "Tyrant Flower" had truly ruined this master's standing in her heart.

Who knew what kind of mess she would become if she followed his cultivation methods and got led astray?

Yu Xiaogang took in Xiao Wu's reluctance, yet he was not annoyed in the slightest. Instead, a meaningful smile even flashed through his eyes.

He had his pride and confidence.

Back then, he, Yu Xiaogang, had merely been a worthless failure whose Martial Soul mutation had gone wrong. Yet had he not still relied on his "world-shocking" wisdom and nowhere-to-put charm to captivate Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong, two proud daughters of heaven, body and soul?

Disciples followed their master.

He believed that with his help, Tang San would have no trouble winning over this inexperienced little rabbit.

As long as Xiao San turned this girl into one of their own and ensnared both her heart and person, what difference did it make whether she formally took him as her teacher?

In any case, the meat would ultimately rot in their own pot.

As the office fell into a brief silence, Xiao Wu's gaze flickered continuously as an intense internal struggle raged in her mind.

In the end, she gently bit her lower lip and nodded obediently in agreement.

"Then... all right. From now on, I'll listen to Master Yu's arrangements together with Xiao San."