Grandmaster's Authority Wavers? Yu Yuanzhen Senses Something Amiss!

Watching everything unfold on the Sky Screen, Oscar swallowed unconsciously and said in disbelief:

"A seven-hundred-and-sixty-year First Soul Ring..."

"He really absorbed it? That seems a little different from Grandmaster's Martial Soul Theory."

Dai Mubai said nothing, but his expression grew far more serious. He knew what it meant for a First Soul Ring to withstand that age.

And the Yu Xiaogang on the Sky Screen was someone whose Innate Soul Power had been only half a rank, someone who had taken nine years to reach rank ten.

"Looks like that Whale Rubber did more than make him run faster. It really can strengthen the body," Zhao Wuji said slowly, his gaze falling on the shattered rock.

"To unleash an attack like that right after obtaining his First Soul Ring isn't bad."

"Compared with only being able to fart, it's certainly much stronger." Ma Hongjun stared at the Sky Screen and couldn't help adding, "That attack came out of its mouth."

The moment the words left his lips, he seemed to realize something and hurriedly shut his mouth.

But several people on the training ground had already turned to look at Luo Sanpao by Grandmaster's feet.

The little lavender creature had its head tilted back, watching the golden puppy the boy had picked up on the Sky Screen.

The same name.

The same ability to appear independently beside a Soul Master.

Yet now one had grown Dragon Scales and could spit golden light that shattered rock, while the other could only fart...

The strange looks from the crowd made Grandmaster's face darken further.

Tang San also looked at his teacher and asked, puzzled, "Teacher, Luo Sanpao on the Sky Screen really does seem to have changed."

Grandmaster did not answer at once. His gaze remained fixed on Luo Sanpao on the Sky Screen, especially the golden scales across its shoulders and back, now more pronounced than before.

Of course he had seen them.

It was not just the scales. Its body, limbs, and slightly longer tail all differed from how Luo Sanpao had first appeared on the Sky Screen.

But those changes had appeared only after it was raised according to Li Qingshan's methods. The young man Grandmaster had declared a charlatan had actually produced results.

How could he bear that?!

"What Sacred Dragon Breath!"

Grandmaster suddenly gave a cold snort. "It merely borrowed the Soul Ring's power to gain a light-attribute attack. At least they gave it a pretty name."

Tang San and the others turned toward him. His expression was gloomy, his eyes fixed on the Sky Screen.

"Luo Sanpao's First Soul Ring should have come from a Pouched Rat!"

"A Pouched Rat?" Oscar asked, confused.

Grandmaster clasped his hands behind his back and explained:

"It's a rodent Soul Beast that stores gas in its belly. When it encounters an enemy, it forcefully expels the gas from its rear, driving its opponent back with the blast and the stench."

Ma Hongjun could not help muttering:

"Isn't that just attacking with farts?"

Grandmaster shot him a glance and said coldly:

"Soul Masters attack in different ways. What's so funny?"

Ma Hongjun promptly shut his mouth.

Grandmaster continued:

"Luo Sanpao can eat, and its belly can store gas. A Pouched Rat's Soul Ring would strengthen that trait perfectly!"

"It could eat white radishes to build up gas, then release it in battle. That is the cultivation path best suited to it."

"But Li Qingshan insisted on having it absorb the Soul Ring of a Dragon-type Soul Beast to produce this breath attack. He's throwing away the roots to chase the branches!"

Ning Rongrong frowned as she listened and asked:

"But Sacred Dragon Breath really did shatter that rock, and it was quite powerful. Why wouldn't it suit Luo Sanpao?"

Grandmaster immediately shot back:

"How much Soul Power did that attack consume? How many times can it use the attack? Do you know? If it faces many enemies at once, what will it do? My Sanpao, on the other hand, can keep attacking by eating white radishes. As long as it has white radishes, it can attack without stopping!"

At that, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly spoke up:

"We haven't seen how many times that Luo Sanpao on the Sky Screen can attack either. Maybe it can attack several times."

Grandmaster froze, clearly not expecting Zhu Zhuqing to speak up now.

With her arms crossed, Zhu Zhuqing looked at the Sky Screen and continued:

"We'll know how much it consumes once it tries a few more times. It's only attacked once so far. How can you be sure it's worse than a Pouched Rat?"

Grandmaster's mouth tightened. "I've studied Luo Sanpao for years. Of course I know its traits. You can't decide that man made the right choice just because one attack looked impressive."

As he spoke, he pointed at the Sky Screen again.

"And this evolution you keep mentioning. It's only grown a few scales. You call that evolution?"

Dai Mubai glanced at the golden puppy and pressed him. "But its body, limbs, and tail have changed too."

The sneer on Grandmaster's face froze.

He looked instinctively at the Sky Screen, his gaze moving from the scales on Luo Sanpao's shoulders and back to its sturdier limbs, then settling on its visibly longer tail.

Everyone could see those changes clearly.

Even if he wanted to deny them, he could find no suitable argument.

"This..."

Grandmaster opened his mouth, but the words that had been on the tip of his tongue would not come out.

A moment ago, he could still fixate on the handful of scales and claim such a small change meant nothing. But with one sentence, Dai Mubai had pointed out everything he had deliberately ignored.

Grandmaster's face reddened bit by bit. Behind his back, his hands clenched unconsciously.

When Grandmaster still did not answer, Dai Mubai could not help asking again, "Grandmaster, don't these changes show that Li Qingshan's Martial Soul Theory is correct?"

At those words, Grandmaster whipped his head around. His eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like an ox.

"Has it become a dragon?"

Dai Mubai was taken aback.

Grandmaster raised a hand toward the Sky Screen, his voice rising with it.

"Then tell me: has it become a dragon now? If it hasn't, what gives you the right to say it has evolved?"

Ning Rongrong frowned.

"But Li Qingshan said it would evolve step by step. He never said absorbing one Soul Ring would turn it completely into a dragon..."

"Enough!" Grandmaster cut her off. The shout came so suddenly that even Flender, standing nearby, turned to look.

His face was still flushed. He swept his gaze across the students, his tone growing harsher.

"I've studied Martial Soul Theory for years. Do you think you understand Luo Sanpao better than I do?"

"You watched a few scenes on the Sky Screen and listened to a few things someone else said, and now you think you understand Martial Soul Theory? Do you need to tell me how to cultivate my own Martial Soul too?"

"How could my Martial Soul Theory be wrong? If you think it is, you can leave Shrek Academy right now!!"

Meanwhile, in another world.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaogang walked along the corridor toward his quarters, the smile never leaving his face. As he passed his father's study, a voice suddenly came from inside.

"Xiaogang, come in."

Yu Xiaogang stopped and hurriedly pushed open the door.

"Father, did you want me?"

Yu Yuanzhen set down his book and looked at his son. After sensing his condition for a moment, his brows rose.

"Rank twelve?"

"You've absorbed your First Soul Ring?"

He sat up straight, puzzlement entering his expression.

"The Thunder Dragon Lizard I prepared for you is still in the beast pen. Where did you get this Soul Ring?"