Yu Xiaogang's superhuman wisdom told him:
Betting on Xuan Zi this time was a sure thing!
The theories he had summed up were the crystallization of countless minds.
If Tang San hadn't been his disciple,
he wouldn't have told him...
Tang San's face twitched. He couldn't bear to look.
"Is Gangzi blind?"
"Xuan Zi's drunk as a skunk. How could he still beat Golden Crocodile Douluo?"
No matter how Tang San looked at it, Xuan Zi didn't stand a chance.
After all, even a Super Douluo couldn't resist the effects of alcohol.
Douluo Continent was a low-level plane.
Even gods could be killed by a simple fall.
Not to mention Xuan Zi, whose body was only mortal.
If Xuan Zi were in his prime, Tang San would definitely bet on him.
After all, based on their Martial Souls, the Taotie Martial Soul was surely more powerful than the Golden Crocodile King.
Among Beast Martial Souls, the Dragon Clan was unquestionably the overlord.
No other race could ever compare to the Dragon Clan.
What's more, Xuan Zi's Taotie Martial Soul was a Beast Martial Soul even more powerful than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
In terms of Martial Soul advantages, Xuan Zi was a cut above Golden Crocodile Douluo.
And since their Soul Power was equal, Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't gain an advantage there either.
So, judging by the numbers, Xuan Zi had a better chance of winning.
On top of that, Soul Masters from later generations had one more advantage.
Soul Cores!
Soul Cores let Soul Masters last longer and recover faster.
Ye Xishui and Zhongli Wu had already shown everyone just how powerful Soul Cores were.
It was just that the Angel Clan had such an overwhelming advantage against Evil Soul Masters.
As a result, Ye Xishui and Zhongli Wu were killed before they could hold out for long.
Otherwise, against any other Titled Douluo, they would have worn their opponent down with their Soul Cores.
That was the natural advantage of Soul Masters from later generations.
But Xuan Zi had insisted on getting himself drunk before taking the field.
That instantly wiped out all the advantages he'd had.
Tang San couldn't bring himself to believe that a drunk could beat Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Back in Holy Soul Village, Tang San had seen firsthand what Tang Hao was like when he got drunk.
In that state, even a Titled Douluo would be far less effective.
"Teacher, the validity of your theory still needs to be studied."
"You should watch for a while before drawing your final conclusion."
Tang San offered Yu Xiaogang a tactful reminder.
He knew Yu Xiaogang cared most about saving face.
If he flat-out denied him, Yu Xiaogang would surely blow his top.
But even a tactful reminder was more than Yu Xiaogang could stomach.
"Xiao San, don't you believe in your teacher?"
"I've eaten more meals than you've eaten grains of salt."
"The theory I worked so hard to come up with can't possibly be wrong."
Yu Xiaogang felt humiliated.
He'd shared his theory with Tang San to show off and earn his admiration.
But instead of agreeing, Tang San had questioned him.
That made Yu Xiaogang feel worse than if he'd eaten a pile of crap.
Yu Xiaogang could put up with other people looking down on him.
But Tang San was his disciple. No matter what, he couldn't lose face in front of him.
"Xiao San, just watch. Golden Crocodile Douluo will definitely lose."
"When this fight is over, you'll see what it means that actions speak louder than words!"
Yu Xiaogang had absolute faith in his theory.
With that, he placed a bet on Xuan Zi using his own Martial Soul.
Yu Xiaogang's Soul Power had already dropped to zero.
All he could do now was use his Luo Sanpao as a wager.
If he won, Yu Xiaogang would become a Twin Martial Soul Master.
With two Luo Sanpaos, his combat power would double.
At the thought, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help getting excited.
He could almost see a brand-new beginning.
Seeing how utterly confident Yu Xiaogang was, Tang San began to waver.
"Gangzi is so sure of himself that he's even wagered his own Martial Soul. Maybe I should trust him one more time?"
Yu Xiaogang's ability to bluff people really was influential.
Tang San was often fooled by him.
Even Ning Fengzhi, the Angel Investor, would have had to admit that whoever had Grandmaster had the world.
That showed just how powerful Yu Xiaogang's gift for persuasion was.
Tang San pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and decided to bet one level of Soul Power too.
Maybe there was some deeper meaning behind Xuan Zi taking the field drunk.
No one knew what the Taotie Martial Soul could do.
Perhaps Xuan Zi would be even stronger after getting drunk.
Tang San thought this to himself.
Martial Souls came in all shapes and sizes.
Anything could happen.
Take Yu Xiaogang's Luo Sanpao, for example.
If it ate more radishes, even its farts would pack a stronger punch.
Those who didn't know Xuan Zi well were all guessing at the reason he'd gotten drunk.
But everyone at Sea God Pavilion, who knew him well, could only stare in wordless disbelief.
"Elder Xuan is completely unreliable."
"He actually got drunk at a time like this."
"Looks like Shrek Academy is going to make a complete fool of itself this time."
The people at Sea God Pavilion had little hope that Xuan Zi would win.
There was no helping it...
In his current state, Xuan Zi might as well have been walking up to offer the other side a free kill.
His eyes were glazed over, and his cheeks were flushed.
At a glance, one word described him perfectly: drunkard.
"Don't jump to conclusions before the fight is over."
"Something miraculous might happen."
Although Mu En was frustrated with Xuan Zi for letting him down,
deep down, he still hoped Xuan Zi could bring glory to Shrek Academy.
After Mu En spoke, the others at Sea God Pavilion didn't dare keep complaining.
All they could do was hope Xuan Zi would pull through.
Shrek Inner Court!
Watching Xuan Zi, Zhang Lexuan felt deeply troubled.
Xuan Zi letting everyone down at the crucial moment reminded her of painful memories from the past.
That experience in Star Dou Forest had been a nightmare Zhang Lexuan would never forget.
She didn't expect Xuan Zi to give up drinking altogether, but he should at least have shown some restraint.
It was one thing for Xuan Zi to enjoy a drink now and then.
But how could he get this drunk just as the Arena Tournament was beginning?
He really would never change.
On the arena...
The fight between Golden Crocodile Douluo and Xuan Zi was about to begin.
Xuan Zi was still trying to sober up.
But Golden Crocodile Douluo wasn't about to waste any more time.
He knew Xuan Zi had a Soul Core and could outlast him.
So he had to end this fight quickly.
Otherwise, Golden Crocodile Douluo would lose for sure.
Golden Crocodile Douluo had already settled on a plan before making his move.
He would trade injuries for a kill.
His Golden Crocodile King was best at defense and feared no damage.
So, if he wanted to end the fight as soon as possible, he had to go on the offensive.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was certain Xuan Zi wasn't as tough as he was.
If Xuan Zi went down first in a fight where every punch landed, the victory would be his.
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't believe Xuan Zi could take more punishment than he could.
With that thought, Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped hesitating.
His Soul Power erupted around him, transforming him into a humanoid Ferocious Beast as he charged straight at Xuan Zi.