Chapter 28 Tang San Suffers a Crushing Defeat! The Life-Type Blue Silver Emperor?! Yu Xiaogang's Theory Collapses!
Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction, feeling that his theoretical system had been elevated and perfected once again.
He, Yu Xiaogang, will undoubtedly become the number one theorist in the Soul Master world with these groundbreaking theories!
Just then.
Squeak—
The door was gently pushed open.
A figure walked in, looking weary and desolate.
Yu Xiaogang looked up at the sound, his smile still lingering.
"Little Third, you're back. How's your cultivation going?"
However, when he saw the person's face clearly, the smile on his face froze instantly.
Tang San's clothes were disheveled, a trace of blood lingered at the corner of his mouth, and half of his cheek was swollen and covered in bruises, making him look utterly wretched.
Those eyes, which were always full of confidence and pride, were now dull and lifeless, filled only with deep frustration and confusion.
"What's wrong with you, mistress?!"
Yu Xiaogang suddenly stood up from his chair, his voice filled with surprise and concern.
Who beat you up like this?
Tang San did not answer immediately. He silently walked to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down. The whole process seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
He kept his head down, making it impossible to see his expression.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
Yu Xiaogang frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
He patiently asked again, "Xiao San, tell the teacher, what exactly happened?"
Tang San slowly raised his head and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Teacher, I've been hit."
"By whom?" Yu Xiaogang pressed, his eyes already burning with anger.
"Lu Ming".
Tang San uttered the name.
"Lu Ming?"
Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment; the name sounded somewhat familiar.
He thought for a moment before he remembered.
"Liu Erlong's adopted son? That kid whose martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass?"
"It's him." Tang San nodded with difficulty.
Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed even more, and a strange expression appeared on his face, a mixture of anger and disbelief.
"Isn't he about your age? You mistress, with your abilities, how come you're no match for him?"
In his mind, although Liu Erlong was his beloved, how could she possibly be better than him, the theoretical master, in terms of teaching disciples?
How could his own closed-door disciple, a genius who had brought together all his theories, lose to Liu Erlong's apprentice?
This is absolutely ridiculous!
Tang San's lips moved, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"Teacher, I am not only no match for him."
"And... a complete defeat."
"In every aspect, we have fallen behind."
boom!
These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in Yu Xiaogang's mind.
Utter defeat?
Are we losing in every aspect?
He looked at Tang San, his eyes filled with surprise and doubt.
"Complete defeat?!"
Yu Xiaogang was very clear about his disciple's personality.
Tang San possesses a pride far exceeding that of his peers.
He would never have said "utterly defeated" unless he had been truly crushed and utterly humiliated.
But... how is that possible?
He was completely outmatched in every aspect, not just in combat skills, but also in martial spirit, soul power, soul skills, and even Tang San's most prized Tang Sect secret techniques!
Yu Xiaogang genuinely didn't believe it.
"Impossible!" he said decisively. "Xiao San, tell me in detail what happened during your fight!"
"What's so strange about his martial spirit?"
Tang San took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.
"Teacher, his martial soul... is the Blue Silver Emperor."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaogang cried out in shock, his pupils suddenly contracting.
"Blue Silver Emperor? Are you sure it's Blue Silver Emperor?!"
Legend has it that this is the ultimate evolved form of the Blue Silver Grass martial soul!
A legendary martial spirit that exists only in ancient records!
"I'm sure." Tang San's voice was deep. "My Blue Silver Grass is completely ineffective against his martial soul, and might even... give rise to thoughts of submission."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang breathed a long sigh of relief.
The shock on his face slowly faded, replaced by a look of realization.
"So that's how it is! It's the Blue Silver Emperor!"
He paced back and forth, his expression regaining its confidence and composure.
"Mistress, you deserve to lose."
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and analyzed in an expert's tone: "There is a bloodline suppression between martial souls. The Blue Silver Emperor is the emperor of all Blue Silver Grass, and it has a natural and absolute restraint on your Blue Silver Grass martial soul."
"Under this bloodline suppression, the power of your soul skills will be greatly weakened, or even rendered ineffective."
"Unless your soul power can create an overwhelming force, your Blue Silver Grass has no chance of winning against the Blue Silver Emperor."
He patted Tang San on the shoulder and comforted him earnestly:
"Therefore, your defeat this time was not due to your lack of strength, nor was it due to my theory being wrong, but rather because you were defeated by the innate advantage of your martial spirit. This is not a fault of your own, so you don't need to worry about it."
Tang San raised his head, looked at his confident teacher, and his bitter smile deepened.
"Teacher, you are right. Martial spirit suppression is indeed one of the reasons."
"but..."
He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.
Yu Xiaogang waved his hand and smiled confidently, "Don't worry, Xiao San. He does possess the Blue Silver Emperor, which is indeed a great advantage. But don't forget, you have twin martial souls!"
"Your second martial soul is the Clear Sky Hammer! The number one weapon martial soul in the world!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice echoed in the room.
"While the Blue Silver Emperor is powerful, it is ultimately a plant-based creature, its essence still leaning towards control and resilience. The Clear Sky Hammer, on the other hand, represents ultimate power and dominance!"
He strolled up to Tang San, his eyes gleaming with wisdom, as if he had everything under control.
"The Clear Sky Hammer is naturally the nemesis of control-type martial souls like Blue Silver Grass!"
Before absolute power, any fancy control techniques are a joke! As long as you master the Clear Sky Hammer in the future, Lu Ming will never be your match!
However, the bitterness on Tang San's face did not lessen at all, and he slowly shook his head.
"teacher..."
His voice was somewhat dry, as if there was sand stuck in his throat.
"But... he didn't leave the control system at all."
"Hmm?" Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
"Not a control type? What is it then? An offensive type? That's ridiculous! I've proven long ago that Blue Silver Grass going for an offensive type is suicide!"
Tang San took a deep breath, seemingly using all his strength, before uttering those two words that still haunted him to this day.
"It's... a life-related system."
"Life system?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned; this term was beyond his knowledge.
In his theoretical system, the paths of Soul Masters are nothing more than a few categories such as strong attack, agile attack, control, support, and food. When has there ever been a concept of "life system"?
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