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"Huh? Grandmaster?!"
"I really don't know who you are!"
"Why don't you tell me, what kind of 'grandmaster' are you?"
After a round of mockery, Ye Han suddenly sneered and pressed further.
Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned ashen, veins bulging on his forehead.
He glared fiercely at Ye Han, trembling with rage.
But soon, his voice carried an undeniable arrogance:
"Hmph, I am the renowned theoretical grandmaster of the continent—Yu Xiaogang!"
"Almost the entire continent follows my Ten Core Theories of Spirit Competition!"
"Whether it's the Pope of the Spirit Hall before you or the emperors of the two great empires!"
"Whenever they meet me, they show me respect!"
"And you, a snot-nosed brat, have no right to reprimand me!"
By the end, his voice roared like a lion, filled with overwhelming intimidation.
Xiaogang~
Bibi Dong, hearing such domineering words, was instantly captivated.
After so many years apart, her Xiaogang was still the best.
However, she quickly looked at Ye Han in panic, fearing he might get angry.
"Hahahaha!"
Ye Han was thoroughly amused by this clown and immediately mocked and exposed him:
"Grandmaster? What a joke of a grandmaster!"
"You seduced the Spirit Hall's saintess, Bibi Dong, back in the day!"
"You used her to steal the core materials from the Spirit Hall's library!"
"Then you claimed these stolen materials as your own conclusions!"
"Are these really your own work? How shameless can you be to flaunt them?!"
"Not only did you steal and compile them, but you also heavily modified them!"
"You turned them into a complete mess, full of errors that mislead the world! Do you even deserve the title of grandmaster?!"
"And, if I recall correctly, you have a famous saying, don't you? 'There are no useless spirits, only useless spirit masters'?"
"Well, what about you? Aren't you just a lifelong Level 29 waste? What gives you the right to say that?!"
These words instantly shocked both Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang.
They couldn't understand how Ye Han knew about the events of the past!
"You're lying! You're slandering me!"
Yu Xiaogang, after recovering, flushed red with anger and retorted:
"I never stole any materials from the Spirit Hall!"
"It was Bibi Dong, that damn lapdog, who stole them and gave them to me! It has nothing to do with me!"
Bibi Dong, hearing him insult her like this, was momentarily stunned.
Then, Yu Xiaogang continued to glare at Ye Han, angrily demanding:
"And what evidence do you have that my theories are wrong?!"
"If you have no proof, then shut up!"
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing his barking, Ye Han couldn't help but laugh again, mocking him:
"Evidence? Alright, then let me ask you, what is the normal upper limit for absorbing spirit rings?"
As soon as this question was asked, Bibi Dong panicked and tried to stop Yu Xiaogang from answering.
Over the past two years, she had secretly ordered tests on the theory Ye Han had proposed two years ago.
The tests confirmed that Ye Han's theory was indeed correct.
If Xiaogang answered with his own theory now, he would only be setting himself up for humiliation!
But before she could act, Yu Xiaogang had already begun speaking with confidence and disdain:
"Hmph! Since you're asking for it, I'll enlighten you!"
He then confidently began to explain his theories.
For example, the upper limit for the first spirit ring must be 423 years...
After finishing his explanation, he raised his head arrogantly:
"Did you hear everything I just said? Are you convinced?!"
"Convinced?"
Ye Han sneered and shook his head, then suddenly shouted:
"Nonsense! Utter garbage!!!"
Yu Xiaogang's expression froze, and he was instantly overcome with shame and anger, ready to explode.
"Roar—!"
Ye Han didn't give him a chance to speak. He stomped his foot on the ground.
The entire Pope's Palace trembled violently as the twin spirits of the Holy Light Dragon and Dark Holy Dragon appeared.
"Twin... twin spirits!!!"
Yu Xiaogang screamed in shock, his voice echoing through the hall.
Then, the terrifying spirit ring configuration of the Dark Holy Dragon was revealed.
First spirit ring: Purple, 2,000 years!
Second spirit ring: Purple, 4,300 years!
Third spirit ring: Purple, 8,900 years!
Fourth spirit ring: Black! 53,000 years!
The dazzling spirit rings appeared one after another.
With each ring that appeared, Yu Xiaogang's heart was struck like a hammer.
"Boom—!"
When the last spirit ring appeared, it felt like a heavy blow to his heart.
"Ah!!!"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes bulged, and he collapsed to the ground.
Like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, he shook his head in denial:
"Impossible! This can't be!"
"No one can break my theories!"
"It's fake! It must be fake! Yes, it's fake!"
Yu Xiaogang jumped up like a clown, pointing at Ye Han and barking:
"I've studied theories for years! No one can withstand such a spirit ring configuration!"
"You must be using some illusionary spirit bone to mess with my mind! Stop pretending!"
Ye Han, seeing him still stubbornly denying the truth, sneered in disdain:
"Hahahaha, how ridiculous! Truly ridiculous!"
"If it were fake, would the Pope Bibi Dong beside me not see through it?!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang went completely mad, howling like a rabid dog:
"Who are you?! How did you do this?!"
Ye Han smirked coldly and directly revealed his identity with a domineering declaration:
"I am the future Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, and I am also Bibi Dong's master!"
"Today, calling you here wasn't to find a way to fix your spirit defect~"
"It was just a task I assigned to Bibi Dong to mess with you."
"This is called—the master's task!"
The future Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?!
Yu Xiaogang was stunned by the first part of the statement.
But when he heard the latter part, he trembled with rage, pointing at Bibi Dong and cursing:
"Bibi Dong! You actually acknowledged him as your master?!"
"You shameless, promiscuous slut! How dare you play such a trick on me!"
Bibi Dong was dumbfounded. She never expected Ye Han to say such a thing.
She wanted to explain, but Yu Xiaogang was already at his limit, blood rushing to his throat.
"Pfft—!"
Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood and then collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Xiaogang!!!"
Bibi Dong screamed, instantly furious.
No one could harm Xiaogang. Whoever harmed Xiaogang—would die!
At this moment, Bibi Dong's eyes turned blood-red as she glared at Ye Han, murderous intent surging.
At the same time, she noticed that her soul power was gradually recovering, realizing that the drug's effects had worn off.
Confident that she could now eliminate Ye Han, she suddenly reached out to strike him, aiming to kill him in one blow!
"Hehe, have you forgotten the pain so quickly?"
Ye Han, naturally aware of her actions, calmly sneered and activated the ghostly dragon.
"Ahhhh!!"
Bibi Dong felt her soul and mind struck simultaneously.
Her alluring body instantly collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain.
Ye Han glanced at her, then at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang, and an evil idea formed in his mind.
What if he played with the mature beauty Bibi Dong right in front of Yu Xiaogang? Wouldn't that be perfect?!
With this thought, Ye Han's lips curled into a wicked smile as he slowly approached Bibi Dong, reaching out with his demonic claws...
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