"Someone over there seems to be analyzing this question. Should we go take a look?"
"What's there to see? Who does she think she is? Does her analysis have to be right?"
"But I heard she seems to be the current Tang Sect Leader."
"Come on, let's go take a look."
These people had originally scoffed at Tang Ya's analysis, but once they heard who she was, most of them gathered around her.
Tang Ya paid them no mind and continued her analysis.
"Then let's look at the second option.
The second option says that our Tang Sect Secret Arts were created by our ancestor in another world, and that after crossing over to the Douluo Continent, he passed them on to his disciple Jixiang while traveling to Sea God Island."
"Jixiang was our Tang Sect's second leader, our second-generation ancestor, and our founding ancestor's first disciple. This is recorded in the Tang Sect's history."
"First of all, the latter part of this option is absolutely correct. The Tang Sect's historical records make it perfectly clear.
But that's only the latter part. What it says at the beginning is still open to question."
At this point, Tang Ya's gaze dimmed a little.
"As the Tang Sect Leader, speaking from my own feelings, I also hope the first part is correct."
"But as I already said, our founding ancestor established the Tang Sect to make it even greater on the Douluo Continent."
"Since he wanted to make it even greater, that proves the Tang Sect existed before him. So the claim that the Tang Sect Secret Arts were created by our founding ancestor is wrong, and the second option is wrong too."
After saying so much in one breath, even Tang Ya felt a little thirsty and paused.
Seeing this, Bei Bei immediately took a bottle of water out of his Storage Soul Tool and handed it to Tang Ya.
"Honored Sect Leader, have some water before you continue."
Tang Ya did not refuse. She took the flask and drank deeply.
As she drank, she noticed someone who had originally been some distance away from them but had now drawn close again.
That person was Wang Dong.
After spotting Wang Dong, she did not stop her, but continued her analysis.
"All right, now let's analyze the third option."
"The third option says that our founding ancestor obtained the Tang Sect Secret Arts in a cave he found after falling off a cliff in another world.
They turned out to be another sect's secret arts, and once he was discovered, everyone hunted him down."
"This option does make some sense." Tang Ya first offered her opinion, then resumed her analysis.
"First, judging by the footage the Sky Screen showed earlier, our founding ancestor really was being hunted. That does resemble what the third option says."
"Second, the origin of the secret arts described at the beginning of the third option also makes some sense. At least until our founding ancestor acknowledges it himself, we can't judge it to be wrong."
"Although our founding ancestor said he wanted to spread the Tang Sect, he never clearly stated whether the secret arts he learned were taught by his sect or inherited from a predecessor."
"If he obtained them in a predecessor's ruins, it would be perfectly reasonable for our founding ancestor to spread the Tang Sect's arts in order to fulfill that person's dying wish."
At this point, Huo Yuhao spoke up.
"Teacher Xiao Ya, do you mean the third option could actually be correct too? Then why did you choose the first?"
Tang Ya set her small face in a stern expression, assumed a teacher's air, and nodded solemnly.
"Student Huo Yuhao has asked a very good question. Now I'll explain why I chose option one."
"It's actually very simple. Although we can't rule out the third option being wrong, its likelihood is still far smaller than that of the first option."
"In terms of probability, being taught by a sect is far more likely than obtaining the arts by chance in a cave."
"So, judging this question by probability, I personally lean toward the first option."
"All right, Teacher. I understand."
Huo Yuhao also nodded solemnly.
Watching the two play off each other, Bei Bei could barely keep himself from laughing.
But when he saw the hint of warning in Tang Ya's eyes, he kept his mouth firmly shut.
"All right, next we'll move on to the final question."
"In my personal opinion, the last option is absolutely impossible. It reeks of slander against our ancestor."
There was a trace of anger in Tang Ya's voice.
"This option actually says that, as an outer disciple of the Tang Sect, our ancestor was forbidden from learning the inner sect's secret arts, so he found a way to steal them."
"First of all, that's absolutely impossible!"
"What kind of person was our ancestor?"
"Even across the entire history of the Douluo Continent, he was the embodiment of justice. How could he ever stoop to stealing chickens and sneaking off with dogs?"
"Besides, judging by the footage the Sky Screen just showed, our ancestor's talent was unquestionably top-tier. He looked barely over twenty, yet he had already developed the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus."
"That was the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus.
In the Tang Sect's history of over ten thousand years, very few people could make such a hidden weapon. No sect would be so blind as to consign a genius like that to its outer ranks."
"So, no matter how you look at it, the last option must be wrong. This Sky Screen is deliberately slandering our ancestor."
Everyone nodded. They, too, thought the fourth option was impossible.
Only Bei Bei harbored some doubts. He had also watched the footage the Sky Screen played earlier.
Their ancestor had indeed been hunted, but he had never fought back from beginning to end. Instead, he seemed to be avoiding them, which suggested something of a guilty conscience.
Moreover, their ancestor had clearly developed the Buddha's Fury Tang Lotus, yet he had not unleashed it while being hunted. That was another major problem.
He was being hunted, and he had such a formidable killing weapon. Why didn't he unleash it? If he did, wouldn't he at least have a chance to escape?
All these things puzzled Bei Bei. But the image Tang San had left behind was simply too towering, and in the end, he still ruled out the last option.
As Tang Ya continued her analysis, more and more people gathered around them. Aside from Huo Yuhao and his two companions, others who heard her voice also came over.
Even Tang San, who was nearby, seized the chance to join the crowd.
He did not dare approach Huo Yuhao and the others alone, fearing that he would stand out too much and arouse suspicion, so he could only follow everyone else.
Hearing a later-generation member of his sect praise him so highly warmed Tang San's heart. All the painstaking effort he had put into cultivating his reputation on the Douluo Continent over the years had not been wasted.
But the moment he remembered that the answer would be revealed in just a few minutes, his heart ached terribly.
My image! It'll all be ruined!
And I've even cost my sect's successors and my own daughter their chance at a reward.
How infuriating!
Just then, a man beside him, who treated strangers like old friends, struck up a conversation.
"Hey, brother, do you think this Tang Sect Leader's words make any sense?"
Hearing this, Tang San had an idea. He wanted to guide his successors toward the correct choice while adding another layer of concealment to his identity.
But when it came time to speak, he hesitated.
"I think what she said does make some sense.
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