As his words fell, his entire aura abruptly changed.
A silvery-white halo emerged from his skin, flowing slowly around him like water. He controlled every strand of soul power with exquisite precision, wasting not the slightest trace.
Even the air beside the arena seemed to still.
Mocheng and Qingwu both froze for a moment and exchanged glances, a hint of gravity in their eyes. They could feel that the aura of the man before them had changed.
"What's going on?"
In the stands, Flender nearly spat out a mouthful of tea.
Holding his teacup, Yu Xiaogang rested his gaze on that flowing layer of silvery-white soul power, the corners of his mouth curving slightly. "Looks like he succeeded."
"Xiaogang, did you teach him this too?"
"No, he did it himself!"
His thoughts drifted back...
"Do you know why the starch jars always break?"
"These jars are as brittle as paper. It'd be strange if they didn't break."
In the backyard of Blue Tyrant Academy's dining hall, Yu Xiaogang and Dai Mubai stood facing each other.
Yu Xiaogang calmly picked up an egg.
"In your opinion, which is more fragile, the egg or this jar?"
"The egg, of course."
Then hold this egg in your palm and see whether you can crush it.
Dai Mubai was somewhat puzzled, but he still closed his hand around it.
Boom!!
It hadn't budged. White Tiger Vajra Transformation!!
"Huff... huff..."
Dai Mubai panted heavily and opened his hand. The egg was still intact.
Yu Xiaogang picked it up and explained, "Though an eggshell is thin, it can disperse and counteract forces applied to it simultaneously from all sides. It looks fragile, yet it's incredibly tough. But if you choose a single point to break through..."
As he spoke, he tapped the egg lightly against the