SL—Chapter 168: A Mere Little Fire Snake Dares to Touch My Granddaughter?
Yu Tianheng trembled, finally coming back to his senses. "Uh, Uncle probably didn't mean that."
"Shut up!"
Liu Erlong gritted her teeth, forcefully suppressing the anger in her heart. She looked at Ling Qianyao and the others. "Do you still have something to do? If not, I need to go handle some matters."
Ye Lingling stepped forward at this moment, her voice very gentle. "Tianheng, do you think joining Shrek will greatly improve your personal growth? Is that Uncle of yours really that amazing?"
"Of course," before Yu Tianheng could speak, Liu Erlong quickly interjected, placing her hands on her hips and speaking with a proud expression. "Don't underestimate Xiaogang. He is a theoretical Grandmaster, and his research on Martial Souls is incredibly thorough.
He can explain everything about Martial Soul Fusion Techniques and soul ring matching logically, and he has personally guided many students, causing their strength to advance by leaps and bounds.
Furthermore, his theory—'There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters'—has reignited hope for countless Soul Masters and changed their cultivation paths."
"The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls is the crystallization of his many years of research on Martial Souls, covering their origin, evolution, and variation, as well as the characteristics and advantages of various Martial Souls in different environments.
The book not only contains theoretical expositions but also numerous practical cases. This is the result of a scholar's painstaking efforts and astonishing wisdom!"
She was full of pride, praising Yu Xiaogang to the heavens.
"Pfft—" Dugu Yan chuckled softly.
Liu Erlong raised an eyebrow. "What are you laughing at?"
Dugu Yan covered her mouth with a light laugh, her eyes carrying a hint of playfulness. Her grandpa was Dugu Bo, so she wouldn't be intimidated by Liu Erlong's aura.
"Dean Liu, you're making Grandmaster Yu sound so divine, but according to my grandpa, this 'theoretical Grandmaster' in the Soul Master world is just a nickname given to the former Young Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan by various powers.
That 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls' is merely a summary of the experiences of predecessors, and there are many errors and omissions in it.
Additionally, the students he guided, whose strength advanced by leaps and bounds, might also be due to their exceptional talent, with little connection to his theories.
After all, I heard that this Grandmaster is someone who is forever stuck at level 29, unable to break through to Soul Elder level.
Yu Tianheng, you are truly blessed to be learning from your uncle."
"You, you, you!" Liu Erlong trembled with anger, her fingertip trembling as she pointed at Dugu Yan, her eyes wide with rage as if fire was about to gush out.
Although she was angry about Yu Tianheng revealing that Yu Xiaogang told him to find many women to pass on his bloodline, she, as someone blinded by love, remained very loyal to this relationship.
Immediately, she shouted at Dugu Yan, "You little brat, what do you know! Xiaogang's talent is limited, but his wisdom and theories are unmatched by countless others!"
"Hmph," Dugu Yan pouted. "Then, may I ask what those ten theories are?"
"Humph." Liu Erlong decided to give Dugu Yan a lesson. She remembered how astonished she was when she first heard the ten theories, and she was sure this brat would also be convinced.
"Then listen carefully. First, the size of innate Soul Power is directly proportional to the quality of the Martial Soul."
Dugu Yan waved her hand. "Do all the Upper Three Clans with top-tier Martial Souls have innate full Soul Power? If judged solely by universality, isn't this already a consensus in the Soul Master world? What kind of theory is this?"
Ling Qianyao echoed, "Tang San seems to have the useless Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, yet with innate full Soul Power, hmm."
Liu Erlong's expression changed. Just as she was about to say something else, she realized that the remaining theories were also just commonly known in the Soul Master world.
Picking and choosing, she selected one and said through gritted teeth, "Then what about the Martial Soul mimicry theory? Plant-type Soul Masters can absorb beast-type Soul Rings, and vice versa.
Xiao San is a living example. You should know that he is now over 13 years old and has already reached level 36. Two of his Soul Rings are from beast-type Soul Beasts."
Ling Qianyao shook his head. "Dean Liu, are you clear-headed?"
"The evolution and growth of Martial Souls are inherently linked to soul ring acquisition. With the Soul Master world having been passed down for so many years, has no one ever explored similar directions?
The primary consideration when choosing a soul ring is its compatibility with the Martial Soul's characteristics and the Soul Master's development direction. Who doesn't know this?
Everyone chooses Soul Beast Soul Rings of matching types to fit themselves.
Did the Blue Silver Grass become significantly stronger because Tang San absorbed beast-type Soul Rings? After the third ring, his inherent weakness was already evident, wasn't it? Not only did the Blue Silver Grass not get enhanced by choosing an appropriate growth path and Soul Rings early on, but the cluttered power caused the Blue Silver Grass martial soul's operation to become chaotic, fully revealing its decline.
Dean Liu, forgive me for being blunt, but Yu Xiaogang's so-called Martial Soul theories are just emphasizing some principles that everyone already understands, yet he insists on packaging them as profound theories, which is utterly ridiculous.
He is playing with and misleading those grassroots Soul Masters who don't know the truth.
I've even thought that the various powers granting him the title of Grandmaster and allowing him to promote his theories might be to suppress the strength of rogue Soul Masters."
"You, you're talking nonsense!" Liu Erlong's face flushed. Her eyes flickered constantly as she shouted, "And there's more! He has numerous data, precisely indicating the age limits of Soul Rings!"
Ling Qianyao shot Zhu Zhuqing a look.
Zhu Zhuqing silently activated her Martial Soul, revealing one yellow, three purple, and a last purple soul ring so dark it was almost black.
"This..." Liu Erlong stared intently at the last dark, nearly black, soul ring on Zhu Zhuqing, her lips trembling slightly. She was momentarily speechless.
Over 9000 years?
The last point couldn't stand either. Could it be that Xiaogang's theories had nothing presentable?
Dugu Yan pouted. "As expected, just someone seeking fame and popularity—utterly hypocritical. Yu Tianheng, I think he just wanted to pull in a thug by having you come here."
Liu Erlong, confused and angry, suddenly stepped forward, her Soul Power surging around her. "You little brat, I've tolerated you for a long time!"
Saying this, flames rose around her, and she fiercely charged toward Dugu Yan, moving at extreme speed.
Ling Qianyao and the others' expressions changed. Just as they were about to act, several voices sounded from two directions in the air.
"Erlong, stop!" Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and others were rushing here when they saw this scene. They were immediately startled, knowing the other party had a Title Douluo.
"Sister Erlong!" Flender exclaimed in shock.
"Humph! Arrogant! A mere little flame snake dares to touch this old man's granddaughter? Get lost!"
In mid-air, a green figure suddenly appeared, like a ghost, in front of everyone.
This person was Dugu Bo. He exuded a powerful aura that made Liu Erlong feel somewhat suffocated.
Dugu Bo's eyes were cold as he watched Liu Erlong's flaming fist attack. With a cold snort, he casually grabbed Liu Erlong's wrist.
Liu Erlong felt a sharp pain in her wrist, as if tightly clasped by iron pincers, unable to move.
Before she could react, Dugu Bo exerted slight force on her hand, and with a "crack," Liu Erlong's arm was instantly dislocated.
"Ah!" Liu Erlong screamed, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead. Her face turned pale.
"Bang—"
Dugu Bo didn't stop. He kicked Liu Erlong in the abdomen, sending her flying like a broken kite, and the flames on her body immediately extinguished.
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