Yu Xiaogang Was Furious from Being Roasted

Yu Xiaogang took several deep breaths. He had originally wanted to leave, but when he thought of Su Chen's benignly mutated Martial Soul, he still wanted to take him as a disciple.

Having Tang San was not enough; he wanted to take in another Su Chen.

In the future, Yu Xiaogang's school would produce two Douluos. How impressive, how dazzling would that be?

Those Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan descendants who had once looked down on him would have to respectfully address him as Master Yu.

Just thinking about it made Yu Xiaogang so pleased he was practically blowing snot bubbles.

These geniuses with the potential to become Titled Douluos could only fully realize their potential under Yu Xiaogang's tutelage.

Otherwise, their talent would go to waste.

Yu Xiaogang walked over with a forced smile.

One hand behind his back and the other before him, he tilted his head upward at a forty-five-degree angle, nostrils pointed at the sky, putting on the airs of an eminent teacher.

"You little brat, don't refuse a good thing when it is offered to you."

"On your first day of enrollment, you came to the library to study. You are clearly a diligent and eager learner with great potential. I cannot bear to see good talent buried, so I am willing to impart some secret knowledge to you."

"What I just mentioned was the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul that I proposed. They are renowned throughout the continent. So many high-level Soul Masters wish to learn them, yet I may not even be willing to teach them."

"Now that I am willing to teach you, why are you not kneeling and kowtowing to acknowledge me as your master? Sigh... you little brat simply are not as clever as Tang San from your village."

"Become my disciple, and in the future, you will surely have a place among the powerful of Douluo Continent."

Su Chen:...

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This Yu Xiaogang had not done enough harm to Tang San and now wanted to harm him too.

Did he really think Su Chen was some ancient fool like Tang San, who could be dazzled and deceived with just a few words?

"Hehe, old man, you truly have no shame. Anyone who came to the library and read a little would know that the theories you proposed are nothing but common knowledge—no, they are practically nonsense."

"You say even high-level Soul Masters want to learn them? Then go ahead and name those high-level Soul Masters."

"Do you take me for a three-year-old child, so easy to fool? I am not a brainless Tang San. I have plenty of intelligence and wisdom."

"Tang San was deceived by you precisely because he did not read. Go on, get out of here. Stop disturbing my reading."

Blood rushed straight to Yu Xiaogang's head. His eyes turned crimson, and he panted like an ox.

Su Chen, delicate and adorable like a porcelain doll, wore a tiny expression of utter disgust.

His tender child's voice was like one sharp sword after another, stabbing into Yu Xiaogang's heart and stirring it into a bloody mess.

Lies did not hurt people; the truth was the sharpest blade!

Yu Xiaogang shouted furiously, "You have only read a few books, and you think you understand everything?"

"The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul are a classic work worthy of being passed down through the ages. Other books record them vaguely and incompletely, with many omissions."

"Only I compiled them into a single book. What a great achievement that is!"

"I saw that you had talent, so I gave you the chance to become my disciple. If you do not immediately kowtow and apologize, I will never accept you into my school."

Su Chen was nearly angered into laughter.

Where did Yu Xiaogang get such confidence?

Su Chen would call him the most ordinary yet self-assured man of all!

Ultimately, it was still Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong's fault. Those two brainless women had blindly worshipped Yu Xiaogang, giving him the delusion that no one could rival his wisdom.

"Hehe, copying books is copying books, yet you claim you came up with it yourself. How shameless. As expected, the truly despicable are invincible."

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Su Chen, trembling all over. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his temples throbbed.

His corpse-like face was so gloomy it seemed water could drip from it.

"What do you know? Can a scholar's copying be called copying? It is called drawing on others' work. Wisdom is universal. The wisdom of those before us is also my wisdom."

"I was merely born a few years too late and allowed those before me to put forth those theories. Had I been born before them, those theories would naturally have been proposed by me."

"I say that the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul were proposed by me. What is wrong with that?"

Sophistry!

A blatant switch of concepts!

Yu Xiaogang certainly had a slick tongue. No wonder he had managed to fool Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong into falling for such trash.

People on Douluo Continent simply lacked intelligence on average. That was why a half-baked fraud like Yu Xiaogang could thrive so easily.

Su Chen blinked his large, clean, clear eyes. He looked harmless enough, but his words were sharper than knives.

"Oh, really?"

"There are no useless Martial Souls, only Soul Masters who do not know how to cultivate."

"Then what rank of Soul Master are you? Since you understand Soul Master knowledge so thoroughly, you must be a Titled Douluo, right?"

Yu Xiaogang's vision went black again and again.

How could that little thing's thirty-seven-degree mouth say such icy words?

Yu Xiaogang's idol was indeed a Titled Douluo.

He was also the youngest Titled Douluo on the continent, one who had beaten the Spirit Hall Pope until he wailed.

As the saying went, honor could be shared.

Yu Xiaogang's idol was so formidable, so Yu Xiaogang himself must surely be formidable too.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang so furious that he could not speak, a teasing smile curled at Su Chen's lips.

Of course, he knew Yu Xiaogang's true situation. His Soul Power had not even reached level twenty-nine by the time he passed fifty.

"You are not answering, so I suppose you are not!"

"If you are not a Titled Douluo, then you must at least be a Soul Sage!"

"Still not answering? Then I suppose you are not that either."

"Not a Titled Douluo, not a Soul Sage—then you must at least have the cultivation of a Soul King."

"Still not answering? Then I suppose you are still not."

"Not a Titled Douluo, not a Soul Sage, not a Soul King—surely you are not merely a Soul Elder?"

"Ah! Why are you still not answering? Do you not like answering?"

"No way, surely not. You do not even have the cultivation of a Soul Elder? Then it seems your theoretical knowledge is not much use."

"Even if one's Martial Soul were a pig, as long as one could cultivate, one could still break through to Soul Elder, right?"

"Not even as good as a pig, yet you can still be a teacher..."

Yu Xiaogang's face flushed red, his expression twisted as viciously as an evil ghost.

His eyes were crimson, and he panted like an ox.

"Enough!"

"Seeing that you had some talent, I had intended to teach you the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul and guide you to become a mighty Titled Douluo."

"Now it seems that a brat as extreme as you would absolutely become a disaster to Douluo Continent if you ever became a Titled Douluo."

"I will watch you squander your own talent. As for Tang San, your childhood friend from the same village, under my guidance, he will use the useless Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass to become a revered Titled Douluo—an existence beyond your reach, one you can never touch."

"There are no useless Martial Souls, only Soul Masters who do not know how to cultivate."

"I will make you understand that even a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass can one day undergo a complete transformation."

"Three-Legged Fire Crow, hmph... in the future, Tang San will definitely defeat you. You will definitely lose to Tang San,"

"Because Tang San has my guidance, while you do not."

Yu Xiaogang roared, spittle flying everywhere, as though he wanted to roar out every ounce of pent-up resentment in his heart.

After roaring, Yu Xiaogang turned and ran away, never again mentioning taking Su Chen as his disciple.

He had already decided that although Su Chen possessed the mutated Martial Soul Three-Legged Fire Crow and the talent of Innate Full Soul Power,

his personality was too extreme, and he was unqualified to become Yu Xiaogang's disciple.

Su Chen smiled as he picked up the book in his hands.

Now that he had driven Yu Xiaogang away, he could finally read in peace.