Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction, feeling that his theoretical system had once again been sublimated and perfected.
He, Yu Xiaogang, would surely rely on these subversive theories to become the undisputed number one theoretical master in the Spirit Master's world!
Just at this moment.
Creak—
The door was gently pushed open.
A figure walked in, carrying an air of exhaustion and desolation.
Hearing the sound, Yu Xiaogang looked up, the smile on his face not yet faded.
"Little San, you're back. How was your cultivation?"
However, when he saw the appearance of the person who had entered, the smile on his face instantly froze.
Tang San's clothes were disheveled, a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and half of his cheek was swollen high, bruised with blue and purple, making him look utterly disheveled.
Those eyes, which were usually full of confidence and pride, were now dim, leaving only deep frustration and bewilderment.
"Little San, what happened to you?!"
Yu Xiaogang stood up abruptly from his chair, his voice filled with shock and concern.
"Who beat you up like this?"
Tang San did not answer immediately. He walked silently to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down; the entire process seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
He kept his head lowered, making it impossible for others to see his expression.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
Yu Xiaogang frowned, a bad premonition welling up in his heart.
He patiently asked again, "Little San, tell your teacher, what exactly happened?"
Tang San slowly raised his head, speaking in a hoarse voice.
"Teacher, I was beaten by someone."
"By whom?" Yu Xiaogang pressed, anger already burning in his eyes.
"Lu Ming."
Tang San spat out the name.
"Lu Ming?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment; the name sounded somewhat familiar.
He thought for a moment before remembering.
"That adopted son of Liu Erlong? The kid whose Spirit is also Blue Silver Grass?"
"It's him." Tang San nodded with difficulty.
Yu Xiaogang's frown deepened, and a strange expression appeared on his face, a mix of anger and disbelief.
"Isn't he about the same age as you? Little San, with your strength, you're actually no match for him?"
In his cognition, although Liu Erlong was his beloved, how could she compare to him, this theoretical master, in terms of teaching disciples?
His own closing disciple, a genius who embodied the culmination of his theories, had actually lost to Liu Erlong's apprentice?
This was simply the height of absurdity!
Tang San's lips moved, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"Teacher, not only am I not his match."
"But... I was completely defeated."
"In every aspect, I was at a disadvantage."
Boom!
These few words exploded in Yu Xiaogang's mind like a thunderclap.
Completely defeated?
At a disadvantage in every aspect?
He looked at Tang San, his eyes filled with shock and doubt.
"A total defeat?!"
Yu Xiaogang knew his disciple's personality very well.
Tang San had a pride in his heart that far exceeded that of his peers.
If he hadn't been truly crushed and battered beyond recognition, he would never have said words like "completely defeated."
But... how could this be?
Being crushed in every aspect didn't just refer to combat techniques, but also included Spirit, spirit power, Spirit Ability, and even the Tang Sect secret techniques that Tang San was most proud of!
Yu Xiaogang truly did not believe it.
"Impossible!" He said categorically. "Little San, tell me in detail about the process of your fight!"
"What exactly is strange about his Spirit?"
Tang San took a deep breath, seemingly calming the waves in his heart.
"Teacher, his Spirit... is the Blue Silver Emperor."
"What?!"
Yu Xiaogang cried out, his pupils contracting sharply.
"Blue Silver Emperor? Are you sure it's the Blue Silver Emperor?!"
Legendarily, the ultimate evolutionary form of the Blue Silver Grass Spirit!
A legendary-level Spirit that only existed in the records of ancient classics!
"I am sure." Tang San's voice was very low. "In front of his Spirit, my Blue Silver Grass simply cannot function; it even... feels an urge to submit."
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang actually let out a long sigh of relief.
The look of shock on his face slowly faded, replaced by a touch of realization.
"So that's it, so it's the Blue Silver Emperor!"
He paced twice, the expression on his face regaining its confidence and composure.
"Little San, you didn't lose unjustly."
Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and analyzed in an expert tone: "Between Spirits, there exists bloodline suppression. The Blue Silver Emperor is the emperor of all Blue Silver Grass and has a natural, absolute restraint over your Blue Silver Grass Spirit."
"Under this kind of bloodline suppression, the power of your Spirit Ability will be greatly weakened, or even directly rendered ineffective."
"Unless your spirit power can form an overwhelming advantage, 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 failure this time is not because you are lacking in strength, nor is it because my theories are wrong, but rather you lost to the innate restraint of the Spirit. This is not a fault of battle, so you need not take it to heart."
Tang San raised his head, looking at his confident teacher, the bitter smile on his face becoming even heavier.
"Teacher, you are right; Spirit suppression is indeed one of the reasons."
"But..."
He paused, seemingly organizing his words.
Yu Xiaogang waved his hand and smiled confidently: "Don't worry, Little San. He possesses the Blue Silver Emperor, which is indeed a great natural advantage. But don't forget, you have twin spirits!"
"Your second Spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer! The number one Tool Spirit in the world!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice echoed in the room.
"Although the Blue Silver Emperor is strong, it is ultimately of the plant system, and its essence still leans towards control and tenacity. But the Clear Sky Hammer represents ultimate power and dominance!"
He paced to in front of Tang San, his eyes flashing with the light of wisdom, as if everything was under control.
"The Clear Sky Hammer is naturally the nemesis of control system Spirits like Blue Silver Grass!"
"In the face of absolute power, any fancy control is a joke! As long as you cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer in the future, that Lu Ming will absolutely not be your match!"
However, the bitterness on Tang San's face did not diminish in the slightest; he slowly shook his head.
"Teacher..."
His voice was somewhat dry, as if there was sand stuck in his throat.
"But... the path he is taking is not control system at all."
"Hmm?" Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.
"Not control system? Then what is it? attack system? That's simply nonsense! I have long since proven that having Blue Silver Grass follow the attack system is seeking one's own death!"
Tang San took a deep breath, as if he had used all his strength, before spitting out the two words that still made him feel lingering fear to this day.
"It's... Life System."
"Life System?"
Yu Xiaogang was stunned; this term exceeded his scope of knowledge.
In his theoretical system, the paths for a Spirit Master were nothing more than attack, agility attack, control, support, food, and other categories; how could there ever be a term like "Life System"?