I, Tang San, Will Always Support Master Gang! Colluding Evilly!

Yu Xiaogang saw the expressions on these disciples' faces, his complexion turning even uglier as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Tang San remained silent for a moment before finally raising his head, his tone firm as he spoke.

"Teacher, rest assured."

"I know your teaching ability!"

"That groundbreaking running drill training method!"

"And those high-level spirit rings you've never absorbed yourself, yet you still know their maximum absorption limits!"

"These are all proof of your research achievements!"

"You couldn't have misappropriated someone else's work; your theories are all self-created!"

He paused, his voice becoming solemn.

"I, Tang San, hate people who plagiarize others' work and pass it off as their own research the most!"

"I believe in you, Teacher."

Upon hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang's tense shoulders relaxed slightly, as if he had let out a sigh of relief.

However, his brow furrowed again shortly after.

That sentence Tang San just said.

"Hate people who plagiarize others' work the most."

That tone—why did it seem a bit strange?

He stared at Tang San's face for two seconds, but Tang San's expression was sincere and open.

Yu Xiaogang did not press further, merely nodding and suppressing that trace of weirdness.

Douluo I Era.

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong stood before the light screen, her entire body radiating cold killing intent.

That sharp aura caused the temperature of the entire palace to drop to freezing point.

"Slander."

She gritted her teeth and spat out the word.

"This is nothing but slander!"

Bibi Dong clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth.

"As the Pope, I love whoever I want to love! That has nothing to do with anyone else!"

She turned around and spoke toward a direction in the void, as if Yu Xiaogang were standing right in front of her.

"That so-called cultivation by Spirit Hall, wasn't it just because I had talent?"

"If I hadn't had talent back then, would Spirit Hall have given me resources?"

Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, her tone becoming increasingly sharp.

"Spirit Hall had ulterior motives toward me from the start!"

"Only Xiaogang truly loved me without seeking to profit from me!"

Her voice rose to a near-piercing level.

"This light screen dares to say that Xiaogang wanted to use me to gain spirit theories?"

"Absolute bullshit! It's utterly ridiculous!"

Bibi Dong was trembling all over, her fists clenching until they creaked, her ample chest rising and falling with her ragged breathing.

"This light screen is slandering me, slandering Xiaogang, calling it a sharp critique when it's actually just smearing!"

She took a deep breath, her tone suddenly dropping, cold as if tempered in ice.

"My judgment is not flawed."

"I don't owe Spirit Hall anything; it is Spirit Hall that wanted to use me."

Bibi Dong's aura remained superior to everyone else's.

"Xiaogang, rest assured. I will definitely stand on your side."

"Whoever moves against you is making an enemy of me, Bibi Dong."

"Whoever slanders you is slandering me!"

She finished the sentence word by word, as if declaring an unshakable oath.

Douluo I Era.

God Realm.

The God of Evil leaned back on his throne, watching the images on the light screen, a mocking curve slowly forming at the corner of his mouth.

"I never expected such a disgusting and hypocritical person to exist on the Douluo Continent."

He shook his head with a smile, his tone filled with disdain.

"A man who couldn't even break through level thirty in his entire life, yet he dares to talk about researching martial soul theory?"

"What kind of results could he possibly produce? Isn't that just a joke?"

The God of Evil turned his head to glance at the Goddess of Goodness beside him.

"This Bibi Dong is truly stupid enough to fall for a man like that."

"A dignified Pope, and she has such poor judgment?"

The Goddess of Goodness sighed helplessly, her hands folded in front of her, her tone carrying a hint of sentiment.

"Perhaps she was truly blinded by what she calls love."

"Sometimes, women are indeed prone to being foolish."

"Isn't that what the screen just said, critiquing a foolish woman..."

The God of Destruction, however, did not join them in discussing Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong.

Instead, he spoke up suddenly, his tone turning serious.

"However, aside from this Bibi Dong that the light screen is critiquing, I am more concerned that the screen actually managed to connect with Di Tian and the Silver Dragon King."

The God of Destruction's gaze swept across the several God Kings present.

"I didn't expect them to still be alive."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the other God Kings shifted slightly.

The God of Destruction's voice deepened.

"Back then, the Dragon God was ultimately slain by Asura."

"Even if the Dragon God was willing, there is no guarantee that the Silver Dragon King doesn't harbor other intentions."

He spoke very slowly, each word striking like a hammer against the hearts of those present.

The God of Evil wiped the smile from his face, the Goddess of Goodness furrowed her brows, and the Asura God and the Goddess of Life exchanged glances, their expressions turning grave.

The Asura God stood up, his face expressionless, his tone flat yet carrying an unquestionable pressure.

"The Dragon God was willing. The rule that soul beasts cannot become gods was set by the Dragon God himself."

"If they are dissatisfied, they can come find me."

He paused, his gaze fixed directly on the God of Destruction.

"I was the one who slew the Dragon God; if they want revenge, what are you all worried about? I will handle everything."

The Asura God's words were harsh, yet the other God Kings did not relax because of them.

The God of Evil opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it again.

The Goddess of Goodness lowered her head, lost in thought.

The atmosphere became somewhat stifling.

Finally, the Goddess of Life spoke softly, her voice gentle and peaceful, like a stream flowing over stones.

"It is useless to talk about this now. Let us continue watching the light screen."

Her gaze turned toward the massive light screen suspended above the God Realm.

"This screen can connect the God Realm with the lower realms and link to various futures; it must be able to reveal a great deal of important information."

The Goddess of Life's voice was unhurried.

"If we keep watching, there will surely be information regarding the Dragon God later on."

The God Kings looked at one another, and eventually, they all nodded slowly.

They turned their gazes back to the light screen.

Similar discussions were playing out in different eras and different places.

In the era of Douluo II, most people were still very familiar with the legend of Yu Xiaogang, the "Master of Gods."

Many were stunned after watching the screen, finding it hard to believe that the legendary Sea God's teacher was actually a plagiarist.

In the era of Douluo III, characters who held the Sea God in high esteem and respected Shrek Academy were equally unable to fathom the truth.

Was one of the original founders of Shrek Academy really such a disgusting person?

The commentary within the light screen continued to pour out, with Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong becoming the central focus.

However, the sharp critiques on the screen showed no signs of ending.

Bibi Dong's label as a "foolish woman" went far beyond just her poor judgment in men.

Everyone hurried to keep watching.

On the light screen.

[Furthermore, aside from being blind, Bibi Dong herself is a moron.]

[She appears capable of bringing Spirit Hall to greatness, but that is merely a result of the setting inflating her status; her true level is not even as good as a husky!]