Wuhun City, Martial Soul Hall Advanced Soul Master Academy, a certain classroom.
More than twenty young men and women were chatting in class, all around twenty years old. They were all genius soul masters cultivated by the Martial Soul Hall.
Their soul power was all above Soul Grandmaster level, and among them, three were even praised by the Martial Soul Hall as the Golden Generation!
"Ah… it's Master Ladiao's class again. I hope this time he won't give me a zero! The way Master Ladiao looks at me makes me feel like a fool!"
"Can Master Ladiao take off that plaster head this time? I really want to see Master Ladiao's true face…"
"I heard Master Ladiao is the son-in-law of the Angel Clan!"
"..."
The students chattered, their conversations all revolving around "Master Ladiao."
Among these students, there was a girl with short orange hair cut to ear length, bright eyes and white teeth, her clean and beautiful face radiating a charming allure. Many male students secretly glanced at her.
"Nana, you've seen Master Ladiao's true face before, right? Is he really that handsome?"
Several girls looked at Hu Liena with curiosity.
The Ladiao they spoke of was a famous "son-in-law" of the Martial Soul Hall.
No one knew who his wife was, only that his status in the Martial Soul Hall was very special!
At the same time, Master Ladiao always wore a plaster head, hiding his true face.
Yet the strange fragrance he exuded, along with his tall and strong physique, made everyone eager to see the face beneath the plaster. He must be an extremely handsome man.
Even more astonishing than Ladiao's appearance was his talent!Master Ladiao was praised as the most learned master in the Martial Soul Hall!Even scholars who had spent their lives researching soul power showed utmost respect when speaking of Master Ladiao.
They all said, "Master Ladiao is an unparalleled theoretical master, unprecedented in history!"
Yet Master Ladiao always referred to himself as a "mediocre person."
Of course, since he called himself mediocre, his attitude toward ordinary people inferior to him was obvious.
These genius students of the Martial Soul Hall had only attended Master Ladiao's classes three times.
Half of them failed, and four students even wanted to quit in despair!This showed just how strict Master Ladiao's teaching was!And today was Master Ladiao's fourth class!
Hu Liena squinted, seemingly lost in memory.
Yan, sitting at a desk behind, curled his lips and snorted lightly, "What's the big deal? He's just an ordinary person without a Martial Soul. What's there to see…"
"Shut up! Master Ladiao is coming!"
Suddenly, Xie Yue appeared at the door, whispering.
For a moment, all the students returned to their seats, sitting properly.
Yan curled his lips, full of resentment.
He was ready. In class today, he would make Master Ladiao feel a little embarrassed.
Who allowed him to dare fail him!
Shasha shasha…
A gentle breeze blew through.
The fragrance entered the classroom, making everyone's mind clear.
This scent was not ordinary perfume, nor body odor.
If one had to explain it, perhaps it was… the fragrance of knowledge?
Everyone's eyes turned expectantly toward the door.
One second later, a foot stepped into the classroom.
It was a tall man, over 1.8 meters, wearing blue-purple toned clothing that revealed the contours of his muscular body, making the girls drool.
…It was said that Master Ladiao received at least ten love letters every day!
And on the man's head was, unmistakably, a plaster head, hiding his true face.
This entrance made many female students sigh inwardly.
They really wanted to see Master Ladiao's true face!
Ladiao approached the podium and looked around, his mood rather complex.
First, he had transmigrated to Bingtie, earning eight doctoral degrees, a first-class honor, independently solving the planet's energy crisis, curing the king of diseases "Shiwenzheng," and then he transmigrated to Douluo Continent.
By a twist of fate, he also became Qian Renxue's son-in-law.
However, all of this was unimportant; changing worlds was just like changing planets.
He was very interested in this world's power system, soul power.
At the same time, he hadn't forgotten his "old profession"—Truth Doctor!
Firmly believing that wisdom and creativity were not exclusive to geniuses, he dedicated himself to spreading knowledge throughout the universe and curing the stubborn disease called stupidity.
Taking a deep breath, Ladiao withdrew his thoughts.
He was never affected by such complicated emotions.
Through the plaster head, he could clearly see the outside world.
These bright-eyed students were full of clear stupidity.
Perhaps this world needed him to save it.
Thinking this, Ladiao picked up the chalk and turned to write a few large characters on the blackboard.
"Ten Core Competitiveness Theories."
Ladiao felt that curing the stubborn disease called "stupidity" was extremely difficult.
This disease was almost incurable; after all, in this universe, geniuses were rare, fools were many. The latter could not stroll among the stars like geniuses—they could only learn to walk independently, living a mundane life through a cycle of falling, rising, falling again, and rising again.
He was compassionate and could not bear to see fools repeat this dull cycle.
Now he would vividly show this group of fools the gap between them and geniuses.
Of course, the so-called master's theory was surely a "negative example."
Through "looking in the mirror," at least their horizons could be expanded.
…
Pope Hall, the main hall.
Bibi Dong sat on the throne, her long, straight, beautiful legs crossed, body slightly reclined, her curves breathtakingly perfect.
She was an unparalleled beauty!
Yet such beauty was not something a man dared to openly admire.
A faint trace of worry appeared on Bibi Dong's face.
"That idiot Qian Daoliu actually thought Ladiao was a reincarnated deity? In the end, he didn't even awaken a Martial Soul. If he really wanted to be connected to a god, he should at least be a divine punisher!"
Thinking of Ladiao gave Bibi Dong a headache.
Her nominal son-in-law often gave her the illusion of "Yu Xiaogang."
Especially since he had also earned the title of theoretical master.
She found him more and more annoying!
"Find a way to get rid of him…" Bibi Dong opened her eyes, a look of decisiveness flashing across her face.
At that moment,
A figure suddenly dashed into the hall.
It was Ju Douluo, bowing in the main hall, not daring to look at Bibi Dong on the high platform.
"Your Holiness, Master Ladiao is teaching in class… teaching the Ten Core Competitiveness Theories…"
Ju Douluo's voice trembled.
Ten Core Competitiveness and everything related to Yu Xiaogang were forbidden in the Martial Soul Hall.
Now that Master Ladiao touched on this, he had to report to the Pope.
Bibi Dong's expression turned cold, "I said! No one is allowed to mention this…"
(End of Chapter)