Although Yu Dashi felt that Hongdou's achievements were extraordinarily rare and difficult to replicate, and deeply admired her in his heart.
But what sort of man was Yu Dashi?
He might think that, but would he ever say it aloud?
"She's merely the foremost theorist recognized by Spirit Hall, not the foremost theorist recognized by me, Yu Dashi."
Su Yuntao smiled at those words, but his smile was rather cold.
Since when did some good-for-nothing dare question Dean Hongdou's achievements?
Su Yuntao said, "Since we both deal in theory, lay down the terms. Let me witness your profound theories!"
Yu Dashi said calmly, "Just what I wanted!"
As the two stood with swords drawn and bows bent, quite a few other Spirit Hall members had already caught wind of the commotion and gathered, hearing that Yu Dashi was about to face Su Yuntao in a theoretical duel.
A wave of whispers immediately spread through the crowd.
"What did I just hear? Someone actually wants to challenge Brother Tao to a theoretical duel? Did I hear that right?" Spirit Hall member A looked utterly incredulous.
"You heard right. We're in for a good show." Spirit Hall member B grinned mischievously.
"What good show? It's just another guy coming to his death!" Spirit Hall member C curled his lip and said disdainfully.
"Exactly. I'm worried this old fellow will be argued into speechlessness and cough up blood on the spot." Spirit Hall member D wore an expression of compassion.
"That fraud of a grandmaster from last time already has grass thirty feet tall growing over his grave." Spirit Hall member E dropped a shocking piece of gossip.
"Just don't cough up blood again. Not only is it a pain to clean up, we'll have to haul him off to the burial pit