Yu Xiaogang can't bear the most when others question his precious theories.
Especially this person is Su Chen.
Yu Xiaogang put his hands behind his back and raised his chin slightly, trying to show off the air of an outsider.
"You only see the surface, but not the essence."
"Weight-bearing running not only trains the body, but also the will."
"If a Soul Master doesn't have a strong will, no matter how good his talent is, it's just a castle in the air."
Su Chen nodded and clapped twice.
"It makes sense. How do you say that sentence? Do you understand the applause?"
Yu Xiaogang's face twitched twice, could this boy be impressed by him?
The next second, Su Chen asked sincerely, "Grandmaster, since this method is so good, have you ever run it yourself?"
Yu Xiaogang's expression froze.
Su Chen didn't seem to notice the change in his face, his tone was full of curiosity and not the slightest bit aggressive.
"Carrying such a large basket of stones, I ran from the village entrance to Suotuo City, and then ran back from Suotuo City."
"No food, no drink, no breaks during the entire journey."
"As the proposer of the theory, you must have personally tested it a hundred and eighty times, right?"
The air suddenly became quiet.
Flender silently pushed up his crystal glasses and looked at his nose and heart.
Ma Hongjun was carrying a bamboo basket and almost laughed out loud, but he held it back.
Ning Rongrong hid beside Su Chen, with a cunning light in his eyes.
Brother Chen's mouth is simply better than her Gold Soul Coin.
Yu Xiaogang's zombie face began to change color, from red to purple, then from purple to black.
How could he have escaped?
What a joke.
He is only level 29 Soul Grandmaster, Martial Soul is still a pig who only knows how to fart.
If he were to carry dozens of kilograms of stones to Suotuo City and back again, the people of Shrek would be able to eat his seat tomorrow morning.
Maybe we can add another dish, braised Luo Sanpao.
But in front of all the students, it is impossible to give in.
Yu Xiaogang forcibly tightened his expression and said coldly, "I am a teacher, and I am responsible for formulating training plans."
"Students are responsible for execution."
"Does the teacher have to do every kind of training himself?"
Su Chen nodded in realization.
"Got it."
"Grandmaster is responsible for saying that we are tired of being responsible."
"The result is Grandmaster's brilliant theory."
"The problem is that we are not strong-willed."
"If you can't persevere, you have insufficient character and poor foundation, and you are not worthy of becoming a real Soul Master."
"This blame-shifting logic is indeed very mature."
Yu Xiaogang almost didn't come up in one breath.
Tang San finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Carrying a bamboo basket on his back, he gritted his teeth and said, "Su Chen, don't insult my teacher!"
"There must be a reason for Lao Shi's training."
"If you are unwilling to endure hardship, it only shows that you do not have the consciousness to become a strong person."
Su Chen turned his eyes and showed approval.
"Tang San, you said it well, I respect you as a man."
Tang San was stunned, this style of painting is wrong.
When did Su Chen praise him?
Before Tang San could react, Su Chen had already pointed at the bamboo basket on his back.
"Since you are so enlightened and your will is so strong, how can you be worthy of your loyalty if you carry only a basket?"
He pointed to the empty bamboo basket next to him, his tone could not be more sincere.
"Here, add this basket."
"Double the burden, double the joy."
"Let Grandmaster see with your own eyes what deep master-disciple love means and what it means to have an iron will."
Tang San:...
Ma Hongjun showed a hint of expectation on his face.
Good brother!
Back fast!
If Tang San really carries two more baskets, then he will be more mentally balanced.
Xiao Wu burst out laughing.
"Yes, yes, Little San, aren't you highly enlightened?"
"Hurry up and carry it."
"If you don't memorize it, doesn't it mean that you don't have the consciousness to become a strong person?"
Ning Rongrong couldn't hold it back either, covering his mouth and laughing until his shoulders were shaking.
"Tang San, come on."
"Ning Rongrong I believe you can do it."
"After all, you are Grandmaster's most proud disciple."
Tang San's face turned blue and white.
He wanted to refute, but found that what he just said was too full.
If you don't memorize it, wouldn't it be a slap in your face?
Yu Xiaogang Seeing his beloved disciple deflated, his lungs are about to explode.
"Su Chen! Don't mess around! What on earth do you want to do!"
"I don't want to do anything." Su Chen spread his hands.
"Just be reasonable."
"I simply feel that this kind of training is too low-level."
"If you really want to train us, you can come up with plans suitable for different Martial Soul."
"As for running with a rock on your back."
Su Chen glanced at the bamboo basket on the ground and spoke sincerely.
"I'm sorry."
"No dog can do this kind of work."
Xiao Wu immediately answered, "Yes, even dogs won't do it."
Ning Rongrong added in a low voice, "And this stone is still dirty."
Zhu Zhuqing Although she didn't speak, looking at her expression, it was obvious that she had preset it.
The air is quiet again.
Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, four people carrying bamboo baskets looked at each other.
An equation suddenly appeared in their minds.
Carrying a stone = no dog will do it.
I am carrying a stone.
So you are worse than a dog?
Yu Xiaogang was so angry that veins were jumping on his forehead. He stared at Su Chen, wishing he could breathe fire on the spot.
"Su Chen!"
"You are blatantly disobeying the training arrangements!"
Su Chen looked at him lazily.
"Don't worry."
"I just refuse to train ineffectively."
"If you can really come up with a plan that convinces me, it's not that I can't practice."
"But you need to know how to carry a stone together."
"I suggest you stop calling Master of Theory and change your name."
"The name Yu the Runner is not bad, it is quite down-to-earth."
What a name!"
Xiao Wu was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he clapped his hands and applauded. "Yu the Runner! From now on, we will call him a running eunuch."
Ning Rongrong laughed so hard that he almost couldn't stand still.
Flender closed his eyes.
It's over.
I'm afraid I won't be able to continue with today's class.
Yu Xiaogang felt that his brain was throbbing and painful, and his blood pressure was soaring.
He originally wanted to use this training to re-establish his dignity and prove his theoretical value.
As a result, Su Chen said a few words about his training and even the dog couldn't remember it.
He also gave him the nickname Yu the Runner.
Yu Xiaogang's heart sank.
No.
Today he must regain his position.
Otherwise, how can he, Grandmaster, stand in front of this group of students in the future?
He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
"Okay."
"Since you said my training is ineffective."
"Then tell me, what better way do you have?"
Su Chen looked at Yu Xiaogang's face that was about to collapse and sighed.
"Even if you let a pig run with a stone on its back for ten years, it will only be a faster pig and will not become Soul Beast."
Su Chen took two steps forward and approached Yu Xiaogang.
Grandmaster, let me ask you."
"How many samples are there for your so-called multi-year research?"
"How many success stories are there?"
"Isn't it just Tang San?"
As soon as these words came out, Yu Xiaogang's face froze instantly.
Because Su Chen is right.
No one has verified his theory. The only Xiao Bai rat is Tang San.
But Tang San has special circumstances.
Innate Full Soul Power, Twin Martial Souls, and behind it are Tang Sect skills Mysterious Heaven Skill.
Yu Xiaogang still knows how much of Tang San's growth is due to his theory.
Tang San saw this, how could he bear the teacher being humiliated like this.
This is the man he regards as his biological father!
He unloaded the bamboo basket and took a step across to block Yu Xiaogang.
"The greatness of my teacher is definitely not something short-sighted people like you can understand!"
"His theory will one day shock the entire Soul Master World!"
Tang San was panting like an ox and almost yelled out the last sentence.
"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"
As soon as these words came out, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly became filled with a sense of joy.
Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then almost laughed out loud.
Little San, it's okay if you just shout this to yourself."
"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to use it to support your teacher?"
Su Chen pointed at Yu Xiaogang behind Tang San.
"How old is your teacher?"
"This is at best called don't bully the middle-aged and poor."
Yu Xiaogang's face continued to turn dark.
Su Chen didn't stop yet and continued.
"In a few years, we should be told not to bully the old and the poor."
"When he returns to the West, you can engrave on the tombstone the following sentence: The deceased is the greatest."
"From being poor as a young man, to being poor in middle age, to being poor as an old man, in the end the deadest person is the big one."
"What a perfect life."
Xiao Wu was laughing so much that he couldn't get up from his squatting position on the ground, and kept patting Ning Rongrong's calves.
"Help..."
"No more..."
"The dead are the greatest... hahaha..."
Ning Rongrong wasn't much better either. His stomach hurt from suppressing his laughter, so he forced himself to stand up straight.
She looked at Tang San, then at Yu Xiaogang, and finally couldn't hold it back any longer, so she made a stab in a low voice.
"Then can I still call him..."
"Grandmaster is immortal?"