I'm Not Interested in Your Junk Theory!

At the entrance to the viscount's residence.

Two armored guards stood before the gate, short swords hanging at their waists, their backs ramrod straight.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, smoothed out his slightly wrinkled collar, assumed the profound bearing of a theoretical master, and strode forward.

"I want to see Jiang Yu." Yu Xiaogang's voice carried an unquestionable tone of command.

"And you are?"

One of the guards looked at Yu Xiaogang suspiciously and asked.

"You don't need to know who I am! Tell Jiang Yu to come out!"

Yu Xiaogang said arrogantly.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's overbearing attitude, the guard's expression instantly turned cold.

"This is the residence of Viscount Jiang Yu, not a place for you to run wild!"

Viscount Jiang Yu!?

Hearing those words, rage immediately surged through Yu Xiaogang's heart.

He had spent half his life researching theory, yet gained nothing from it.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yu—that shameless wretch who had stolen his theories—had received a noble title at such a young age!

Why!?

All of this should have been mine. Mine, Yu Xiaogang's.

A boundless fury erupted from Yu Xiaogang's heart, twisting his expression.

"Tell that thief Jiang Yu to get his ass out here right now!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his voice and shouted toward the residence.

The expressions of the two guards changed completely.

"What did you say?"

"You dare insult Viscount Jiang Yu!"

"Shing!" The two guards stepped forward at the same time, their short swords sliding halfway from their sheaths.

Seeing this, Yu Tianheng instinctively circulated his soul power and became fully alert, ready to act at any moment.

Yet Yu Xiaogang showed not the slightest fear. Instead, he puffed out his chest even more arrogantly.

"What? He did it, but people aren't allowed to say it? If he has the guts, tell Jiang Yu to come out and confront me face-to-face!"

"I'm telling you, my name is Yu Xiaogang! I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect! If you dare lay a finger on me today, our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will never let you off!"

Yu Xiaogang directly invoked the sect's name, his face full of pride.

And sure enough, the move worked.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was one of the Three Upper Sects, one of the most powerful forces on the Douluo Continent.

That name was indeed not something two lowly guards like them could afford to offend.

For a moment, their hands gripping their sword hilts hesitated, leaving them caught between advancing and retreating.

"Go inform the master," one guard said quietly to his companion.

The other guard understood and nodded heavily. He sheathed his sword, turned, and hurried into the courtyard.

Seeing the guards back down, Yu Xiaogang's smugness nearly overflowed. He turned to Yu Tianheng and assumed the air of a mature, steady elder as he said:

"Tianheng, watch carefully... When I expose that thief Jiang Yu to his face later and make him kneel and beg for mercy..."

"You don't need to say anything. Just stand to the side, watch, and learn."

"Understood, Uncle!"

Yu Tianheng nodded vigorously, hope rekindling in his eyes.

He waited eagerly to see how his uncle would use his profound theories to seek justice for him and restore his dignity!

Inside the residence.

"Yu Xiaogang came looking for me!?"

Jiang Yu was genuinely surprised upon hearing the guard's report.

Ever since Jiang Yu had beaten that useless Yu Xiaogang senseless in Notting City, he had never seen him again.

Why had he come all the way to Dou City to find him at this time?

"Yes, my lord! That man claiming to be Yu Xiaogang was extremely arrogant, cursing loudly at the gate..."

The guard hurriedly explained.

"Come on. I'd like to see what that useless bastard is up to!"

Jiang Yu immediately grew curious as well.

Jiang Yu had no interest in trash like Yu Xiaogang, but since the man had come looking for him, refusing to see him would make it seem as though he was afraid.

When Jiang Yu appeared at the gate, the furious Yu Xiaogang charged straight at him and pointed at his nose, launching into a torrent of abuse.

"Jiang Yu, you shameless thief! How dare you plagiarize my theories!"

"I plagiarized your theories?"

Jiang Yu was stunned when he heard that.

In Jiang Yu's eyes, Yu Xiaogang's so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls"—

were nothing but a load of nonsense.

What was more, most of it had originally been common knowledge within Spirit Hall.

As a transmigrator with the entire plot of Douluo Continent and all its secrets in his head, did he need to plagiarize that worthless garbage?

"That's right! You!"

Seeing that Jiang Yu said nothing, Yu Xiaogang assumed he was guilty and continued to clamor.

"Back in Notting City, I explained my theories to you... You used my theories to gain the strength you have today and tricked your way into becoming a viscount!"

"Today, before everyone, I'll expose you for the fraud you are!"

Yu Xiaogang wore a righteous expression, as though he had become an envoy of justice. His voice was loud and ringing, brimming with moral superiority.

By this point, Jiang Yu was so angry that he laughed.

What an utterly absurd joke.

He had gotten where he was today through his foreknowledge of the plot.

What the hell did that have to do with trash like Yu Xiaogang, who could not even figure out his own martial soul?

And now this man was turning the tables and accusing him of plagiarism? Just how thick was his skin?

"Jiang Yu, you thief! Today, you must give me an explanation! Admit before everyone that all your achievements came from the guidance of my theories!"

"Otherwise, I'll report this to Heaven Dou Royal Academy, to Spirit Hall..."

"I'll let everyone on the continent know that you, Jiang Yu, are a thief! I'll make you lose your reputation and leave you with nothing!"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the more worked up he became, spittle flying everywhere. It was as though he could already see Jiang Yu kneeling and begging for mercy.

Jiang Yu watched his performance quietly. Only after Yu Xiaogang stopped, hoarse from shouting, did he speak lazily.

"Are you done?"

"If you are, then get lost!"

"I have no interest in your worthless theories!"

Jiang Yu's eyes were filled with undisguised contempt.

"You! You... You actually told me to get lost!"

Seeing that Jiang Yu was completely ignoring him, Yu Xiaogang's reason was utterly consumed by rage. He roared and reached out to grab Jiang Yu.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's move, Jiang Yu's brows instantly furrowed.

Courting death!

Jiang Yu struck out with his backhand, swift as lightning.

With an exquisite grappling technique, he precisely seized Yu Xiaogang's outstretched right arm. Then he twisted his wrist and violently bent it outward.

Crack!

A crisp, teeth-grating sound of bone breaking rang out.

It was immediately followed by Yu Xiaogang's heart-wrenching scream, like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ah—! My hand!"

Yu Xiaogang clutched his right arm, twisted at a grotesque angle, and rolled across the ground in agony. Cold sweat instantly soaked his back.