Suotuo City, a remote little courtyard that looked somewhat run-down.
This was where the people of Shrek Academy had temporarily settled after entering the city.
Because of Flender's bone-deep stinginess, on top of their heavy losses registering at the Great Soul Arena, they couldn't even afford an ordinary inn. They had no choice but to make do in this drafty little courtyard.
At that moment, a dim oil lamp sat on the table in the main room.
Yu Xiaogang's face was stiff as stone, its furrows etched with gloom.
He stared fixedly at the few sheets of scribbled notes on the table, muttering to himself, a near-mad frenzy flickering in his eyes.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Yu Xiaogang slammed his hand on the table. The pages flew up in a flurry,
"Dugu Yan's mistake was completely contrary to a Control System Soul Master's instincts. And Su Yun's External Soul Bone—it clearly came from a Man Faced Demon Spider. How could it possibly evolve into radiant wings with a Divine Attribute?
"Cheating! He must have used some kind of Soul Tool to interfere with people's senses, or drugged the Imperial Fighting Team beforehand!"
He was reviewing the match, frantically trying to find traces of Su Yun's cheating.
Because if he couldn't define Su Yun as a fraud, then the theoretical system Yu Xiaogang had always been so proud of really would become a joke.
Tang San sat to one side, his face still deathly pale.
As he watched his teacher lose control, the mountain of great wisdom in his heart seemed to tremble.
"Teacher..."
Tang San's voice was hoarse.
"If Su Yun didn't cheat, if his Martial Soul can really ignore the chasm between levels and attributes, what are we supposed to do?"
"There is no 'if'!"
Yu Xiaogang growled, his bloodshot