The rage in Dai Mubai's evil eyes was almost bursting out.
Yu Xiaogang gave a bitter laugh.
"result?"
"He's not qualified to talk about theory at all!"
"As soon as I arrived, he used an extremely vile trick to humiliate me, forcing me...forcing me to kneel down and kowtow to him in front of everyone!"
The Shrek team immediately erupted in chaos.
"What?!"
Dai Mubai slammed his fist into a nearby wooden stake, sending wood chips flying.
"That Blue Silver King has gone too far!"
"This is absolutely outrageous!"
Tang San's face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water, and the veins on his arm, which was supporting his teacher, bulged from the force.
"Yes, we are all Soul Masters, we are all human beings. Why should he be able to bully others like this just because he is strong!"
Xiao Wu's face turned red with anger, and she waved her delicate little fists.
"How awful! How could there be such a wicked person!"
Her figure was graceful, and even when she was angry, she possessed an astonishing allure, but no one was in the mood to appreciate it at the moment.
Oscar pushed up his glasses, a cold glint flashing beneath the lenses.
"A debate is fine, but why do I have to make you kowtow before it can even begin? What kind of logic is that!"
Hearing the students' righteous indignation, Yu Xiaogang seemed to find an outlet for the humiliation in his heart, and his emotions became even more agitated.
"This isn't over yet!"
"That Blue Silver King, that tyrant, he got his twisted and heretical theories from who-knows-where!"
"He doesn't talk about martial spirit theory at all, nor does he talk about the common knowledge of soul masters. His whole speech is just sophistry!"
"He used such despicable means to defeat me in front of everyone."
When he uttered the last few words, his voice was barely audible.
Tang San's body jolted, and he looked at his teacher in disbelief.
"What?"
"Teacher...you...you lost in theory?"
This shocked him even more than hearing that his teacher had lost an arm!
In his heart, his teacher Yu Xiaogang was the uncrowned king of the theoretical world and a walking encyclopedia of the martial spirit world!
How could he possibly lose?
"I didn't lose!"
Yu Xiaogang, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly raised his head and growled with bloodshot eyes.
"That's sophistry! It's sophistry!!"
"He relied on his title as a Douluo and his power, and no one present dared to contradict him!"
"Every word he said was wrong, but people still cheered for him!"
"This is not a victory of theory, it is the bullying of power!"
"I didn't lose!"
He repeated himself hysterically, seemingly trying to convince himself, and even more so, his disciples.
Yu Xiaogang absolutely could not accept that the theoretical edifice he had built up over his entire life had been utterly and irrevocably destroyed by a young man in his early twenties with strength he had never heard of before.
That would be worse than killing him.
Xiao Wu shrank back in fear as she watched her teacher's manic behavior, but still couldn't help asking in a low voice.
"And...and then what happened?"
She took a small step forward, her figure, outlined by her tight-fitting clothes, exuding youthful vitality.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, the resentment in his eyes almost tangible.
"We made a bet before the debate."
"If I lose, I will have to admit to being a fraud in public and... cut off my own arm."
"but!"
He abruptly changed the subject, his voice rising sharply.
"He won against me with sophistry, so of course I'm not willing to honor such an absurd agreement!"
"I didn't lose, why should I have to comply?!"
"So, I'm going to leave that filthy place immediately."
He spoke with such self-righteousness, as if breaking a contract was a matter of course.
"But I didn't expect... I really didn't expect..."
His voice choked with emotion, filled with the pain of betrayal.
"Didn't expect anything?"
Ma Hongjun, who was standing to the side, eagerly pressed for an answer.
Yu Xiaogang clenched his one arm tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm, and said, word by word:
"I never expected that our Shrek Academy would produce a traitor!"
Traitor?!
These two words, like a thunderclap, exploded in everyone's ears.
Although Shrek Academy is small, the bonds between its members are stronger than those between blood brothers.
How could there be a traitor?
Tang San's mind works the fastest.
He immediately thought of the person who hadn't returned in a long time.
His heart sank little by little.
"Could it be... Ning Rongrong?"
He uttered the name with difficulty.
"right!"
Yu Xiaogang suddenly looked up, staring intently at Tang San, his eyes filled with pleasure and hatred.
"It's her! Ning Rongrong!"
"This heinous traitor!"
"I wanted to leave, but she blocked my way!"
"Not only did she not help me, her teacher, but she also led the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to swear allegiance to that Blue Silver King, bowing and scraping!"
"She even stopped me personally and forced me... forced me to apologize to that tyrant! Forced me to fulfill the bet!"
As he said this, he glanced at his empty sleeve, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.
"I owe this arm to her!"
Everyone was stunned speechless by the news.
Ning Rongrong?
That spoiled and adorable little devil, who, despite having a bit of a princess complex, isn't inherently bad?
Would she do such a thing?
"This...this Ning Rongrong, how could she do this!"
Tang San's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"A teacher for a day is a father for life! How could she help an outsider to go against her own teacher!"
"She has absolutely no respect for her teacher!"
Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
"I never expected... that Rongrong would actually help that Blue Silver King..."
"impossible!"
A voice rang out.
It's the Oscars.
He was completely stunned, his face turned deathly pale, and he shook his head repeatedly.
"That's absolutely impossible!"
"My Rongrong... how could my Rongrong be such a person?!"
"Teacher, there must be some misunderstanding here!"
Yu Xiaogang was already on the verge of collapse, and now that he heard Oscar dare to question him, a surge of anger rushed to his head.
He abruptly shook off Tang San's support, pointed at Oscar with his remaining finger, and shouted sharply:
"Misunderstand?!"
"Was my severed arm a fake?! Was the humiliation I suffered a fake?!"
"Would I lie to you?!"
He was expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, his theories and beliefs were trampled underfoot in public, and now he has even lost his arm, reduced to this state.
This mere food-type Soul Master actually dares to question him for the sake of a woman?
Oscar staggered backward from his shout, his face growing even paler, yet he still murmured, "But... Rongrong, she..."
Yu Xiaogang looked at his dejected appearance and let out a cold, sneer.
"Your Rongrong?"
"Don't be silly!"
"That woman will do anything for power!"
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