Tang San stood still, motionless.
His mind was clearer than ever before.
Scenes from the past flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.
He remembered.
At Shrek Academy, the questions his teachers asked were always only related to Tang San's cultivation.
Whether it was Oscar's food-type martial soul or Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix, the teacher's guidance was always brief and to the point, never offering any in-depth analysis.
At that time, Tang San thought that his teacher had limited energy and had devoted all his efforts to his own disciple.
He was deeply moved by this.
He remembered it too.
Whether it's hunting for spirit rings or devising tactics, the teacher's theories are always grand and correct, but in the specific details, they always need to explore and practice on their own.
At that time, he thought the teacher was just trying to cultivate their independence and had good intentions.
Tang San suddenly remembered.
The teacher knew almost nothing about his Clear Sky Hammer or his Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.
All my cultivation of twin martial souls comes from the records left by my father and my own understanding.
The teacher never provided any substantial help.
I see.
It's not that we don't want to manage it.
It's not that they didn't put their heart into it.
It's not that he doesn't understand!
All his knowledge came from that ancient book fragment stolen from the Spirit Hall.
He understood everything written on that fragment.
He knew nothing about anything not written in the fragment!
Therefore, he was able to guide his disciple, who possessed the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer, and whose knowledge of martial souls was relatively widespread.
However, it could not truly solve Ma Hongjun's evil fire mutation, nor could it provide any innovative ideas for Oscar's food-type martial soul.
His so-called "there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters" is not a wise saying for saving all living beings at all.
Rather, it was just a helpless and self-deceiving empty statement within his limited knowledge base!
A huge lie.
He himself, the entire Shrek Academy, and even the entire Soul Master world were deceived by this lie for a full twenty years!
"Oh."
A very soft chuckle escaped from Tang San's throat.
He slowly raised his head and looked again at the man who was lying on the ground, his face ashen.
That gaze held no trace of respect or admiration.
All that remained was a bone-chilling cold and scrutiny.
It's like watching a clown.
The atmosphere in the square was completely transformed at that moment.
"My God... So the master's theories were plagiarized?"
"No wonder, no wonder I always felt like I was hitting a wall when I tried to cultivate my Ironclad Rhinoceros Martial Soul according to the master's theory. It turns out that I was just blindly copying it!"
"I knew it! How could one person possibly master all the martial spirits in the world? It's simply impossible!"
"A fraud! A complete fraud!"
A murmur of discussion arose from the crowd.
Those Soul Masters who once worshipped Yu Xiaogang now felt their faith being trampled into the ground and crushed to pieces.
Anger, humiliation, and a sense of being deceived made their faces flush red.
Since the theory is false and stolen.
So...
If a person's character is flawed in academics, how can their private morality be convincing?
Everyone turned their suspicious gazes toward Pope Bibidon without prior agreement.
Just now, Yu Xiaogang vehemently accused her of being defiled by the former pope...
How credible are the words of a man who can plagiarize theories and manipulate even saints?
Could it be that the so-called "defilement" is just his most vicious slander and defamation of a woman after he turned to hate her out of love and could not get her?
Suddenly, the winds shifted dramatically.
The disdainful and curious glances that were originally directed at Bibi Dong have all turned into sympathy and doubt.
On the judge's bench, Hu Liena looked at Yu Xiaogang's distraught appearance, her eyes showing no hint of pleasure, but rather a deep sorrow.
She took a deep breath, turned to the pope beside her, and looked at him with a pleading expression.
Bibi Dong's delicate body was still trembling slightly, but her eyes regained the majesty and determination that belonged to the Pope.
She nodded gently to Hu Liena.
Some scars, even if they draw blood when exposed, must be made visible to the world to reveal the ugliness and filth beneath them.
Having received approval, Hu Liena's expression grew even more somber.
Her clear, cool voice once again resounded throughout the venue.
"A teacher's innocence must not be tarnished."
"And some people must pay the price for their despicable acts!"
"Yu Xiaogang, after you betrayed the Spirit Hall, your teacher was heartbroken and wanted to sever all ties with you. But you, you still harbored treacherous intentions!"
Hu Liena pointed at Yu Xiaogang and questioned him sternly.
"You secretly conspired with the former Pope Qian Xunji to trick the teacher into returning to the Spirit Hall!"
"Your true purpose is to cooperate with Qian Xunji to lure the teacher into the secret room and commit those beastly acts!"
"What you can't have, you'll destroy with your own hands! That's your love, Yu Xiaogang!"
boom!
These words were more explosive than any of the previous accusations.
If plagiarism is academic misconduct, then collusion and coercion is the complete loss of humanity!
The entire audience erupted in uproar!
"Beast! You're an absolute beast!"
"Even tigers don't eat their cubs, yet Yu Xiaogang actually conspired with outsiders to murder his own lover?"
"This is no longer human, this is a monster!"
The curses, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, engulfed the entire square.
Hu Liena ignored the reactions of the crowd; her gaze passed through them and finally landed on Ning Lin.
Her voice also carried a hint of complex emotion.
"And on that very day, the day the teacher was tricked back to the Papal Palace, she had an appointment with Ning Lin."
Ning Lin waited at the agreed place from mid-morning until the moon was high in the sky, but his teacher did not show up.
"He sensed something was amiss, and disregarding his own safety, he stormed the Papal Palace alone!"
These words surprised everyone once again.
All eyes turned to Ning Lin.
This man actually had such a deep entanglement with His Holiness the Pope back then?
"Hahaha... Hahahaha!"
Just then, a burst of maniacal laughter abruptly interrupted Hu Liena's narration.
It's Yu Xiaogang.
He struggled to his feet, disheveled and looking like a madman.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Ning Lin, his smile filled with savagery and glee.
"That's right! Absolutely right!"
"Ning Lin, I underestimated you!"
Yu Xiaogang laughed wildly.
"You are indeed very capable! I admit it!"
"Back then you were only a level 50 Soul King, right? You actually managed to break through the pursuit of more than a dozen Soul Emperors all by yourself, and fought your way from the foot of Martial Soul Mountain all the way to the entrance of the Papal Palace!"
"That fearless and devoted love is truly...touching!"
He deliberately drew out his words, making no attempt to hide his sarcasm.
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