"Ha ha ha, that couldn't be more wrong!"
"Such a crude conclusion proves precisely that your theory is a pile of dog shit!"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Yao Xuan sneered.
"What do you mean by that?"
At those words, Yu Xiaogang frowned, an inexplicable unease rising in his heart.
"I'm sure everyone has heard of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul?"
"As one of the very best support-type martial souls, regardless of what soul rings a Soul Master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda absorbs..."
"In the end, their seven soul skills will always be the exact same seven enhancement skills."
"They enhance a Soul Master's strength, speed, soul power, and other attributes, respectively."
"Doesn't that directly refute the theory that soul skills are related to the soul rings a martial soul absorbs?"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang in the distance, Yao Xuan spoke with mockery written all over his face.
"Yao Xuan, that... that doesn't count! My theory addresses general circumstances. What does one exception prove?"
Hearing Yao Xuan's words, Yu Xiaogang flushed slightly and inwardly cried out in dismay. How could he have overlooked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?
But he soon regained his composure and began twisting his words and patching the holes in his theory.
"Fine, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can be an exception. Then let me give you another example-"
"The Nine Heart Begonia martial soul, one of the very best healing-type martial souls, is passed down through a single line, appearing in only one person per generation."
"And the Nine Heart Begonia martial soul has one peculiar trait: no matter how many soul rings its owner absorbs, they will only ever have one healing soul skill."
"It's just that the more soul rings the Soul Master absorbs, and the older those rings are, the stronger the Nine Heart Begonia's healing ability becomes."
"Doesn't this martial soul slap you hard across the face again, 'Big Wet One'?"
At Yu Xiaogang's words, the corners of Yao Xuan's mouth lifted slightly into a teasing expression.
"This... this..."
At those words, Yu Xiaogang froze in place again, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
"Yu Xiaogang, I think this should be enough, shouldn't it?"
"I suggest you stop putting it off and honestly admit that your theory is a pile of dog shit, and that you're nothing but a fraud!"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang in the distance, Yao Xuan sneered and spoke flatly.
"No, that doesn't count! I won't accept it!"
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and Nine Heart Begonia you mentioned are extremely rare exceptions. I'm talking about general rules. The two don't conflict!"
"My theory simply isn't rigorous enough and wasn't expressed clearly. There's nothing wrong with it!"
"This can't serve as proof that you've won the bet!"
Hearing Yao Xuan's words, Yu Xiaogang still stubbornly shook his head, continuing to search for excuses in an attempt to absolve himself.
"This Yu Xiaogang is utterly shameless! He has no shame at all, telling bald-faced lies!"
"He's clearly already lost, yet he keeps trying to weasel out of it. I'd say he's the number one scoundrel in all of Douluo!"
"Exactly! His theory clearly has such huge holes in it, but he absolutely refuses to admit it. How shameless!"
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang's theory had clearly been refuted, yet he stubbornly refused to concede, the students and teachers all cast contemptuous looks at him and began talking among themselves.
Some students even picked up rubbish from the edge of the field, such as banana peels and bits of gravel, and began throwing it at Yu Xiaogang.
This frightened Yu Xiaogang into dodging again and again.
Even Tang San, who lay on a stretcher, couldn't help feeling ripples of doubt stir in his heart at this moment.
Could my teacher really be the swindler chasing fame that Yao Xuan described, and could there be problems with those theories too?
At this thought, however, Tang San felt he couldn't sentence Yu Xiaogang to death just like that.
After all, martial souls like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and Nine Heart Begonia were rare to begin with.
One or two exceptions couldn't prove anything.
Grandmaster's theory concerned the general rules governing the vast majority of martial souls.
Individual exceptions might not follow the rules, but that didn't mean the entire theory was wrong.
Yes, that had to be it.
At this thought, Tang San let out a slight sigh of relief.
Grandmaster's theory was still correct overall.
"Heh, since you're so shameless and insist on weaseling out of your bet, come on, then. I'll point out the second error in your theory!"
Yao Xuan was once again almost driven to laughter by Yu Xiaogang's shamelessness and roguery. He sneered, then asked, "Yu Xiaogang, among your ten core competencies, isn't there a theory about the maximum age of soul rings a Soul Master can absorb?"
"That's right. To think you've studied my martial soul theory so thoroughly. That only further demonstrates how correct my theory is!"
"The theory concerning the age limits of Soul Masters' martial souls is one of my great innovations. I studied the ages of over a thousand Soul Masters' soul rings and reached this conclusion-"
"The upper limit for a Soul Master's first soul ring is 432 years, the second soul ring is 764 years, and the third soul ring is 1,760 years..."
"Once that limit is exceeded, absorption will fail. In mild cases, the backlash causes injury; in severe cases, their bodies may even explode and they may die!"
"How many Soul Masters could be saved once this theory is widely adopted? Unfortunately, people are always jealous of my talent and deliberately bury this great theory of mine. How many ignorant Soul Masters have they caused to die? Alas!"
Hearing Yao Xuan's words, a proud smile once again crossed Yu Xiaogang's face, and he began explaining at length.
"Hmph, Yu Xiaogang, stop flattering yourself!"
"Your bullshit theory about soul ring limits is utter nonsense, without the slightest basis. It's merely a mistaken conclusion you reached by observing a handful of mediocre Soul Masters, letting a single leaf block your view!"
Looking at the smug Yu Xiaogang, Yao Xuan was utterly speechless.
That was without even mentioning exceptions such as God-bestowed Soul Rings and soul beast sacrifices.
Even the fourth soul ring Tang San himself later obtained in the previous life far exceeded the so-called five-thousand-year limit Yu Xiaogang had researched.
"Na'er, use your divine power to simulate a martial soul. Make the first and second soul rings thousand-year rings, and the third a ten-thousand-year ring. Give Yu Xiaogang a good slap in the face!"
As he thought, Yao Xuan activated his divine sense and gave Gu Yuena instructions.
"As you command, Brother Xuan."
Hearing him, Gu Yuena replied silently.
"If you say my theory is nonsense, then you must produce evidence!"
Hearing Yao Xuan's words, Yu Xiaogang folded his arms across his chest, his voice brimming with confidence.
"Evidence? Fine, Yu Xiaogang, open your damned eyes and take a good look!"
Facing the supremely confident Yu Xiaogang, Yao Xuan sneered again and replied without mercy.
As Yao Xuan's words fell, Gu Yuena stepped forward from behind him.
The next moment, two purple soul rings and one black soul ring abruptly appeared behind Gu Yuena, quietly circling at her back.
At that moment, all of Nuoding Academy fell so silent that not even a crow could be heard!
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