Chapter 123 Yu Xiaogang Collapses
At this moment, although Tang San only had one arm left and his robes were worn out from days of travel, the cold aura emanating from him was stronger than ever before.
"Mistress! Mistress, you're here!"
Hearing footsteps behind him, Yu Xiaogang grasped at the last straw.
He turned around abruptly, ignoring the sharp pebbles on the ground, and crawled to Tang San's feet on all fours.
Those withered hands clung tightly to Tang San's legs, his head held high, his tear-streaked face filled with pleading and hope.
"Tell them right now!"
"Quickly tell the whole world that what was projected on that screen was all fake!"
"Those were all tactics that judge used to smear us!"
"You are a child who respects teachers and values education, how could you possibly abandon me?"
"Speak! Tell me now!"
Yu Xiaogang shook Tang San's legs, his voice mournful, even carrying a hint of hysterical command.
He couldn't accept that ending.
Yu Xiaogang was arrogant throughout his life, boasting that his theories were invincible. Even though his actual strength was meager, he still relied on his so-called "wisdom" to gain respect.
If even this last fig leaf is torn off, if even his most prized disciple treats him like trash, then what has he been living for all these decades?
Have I become a joke?
The surroundings were deathly silent.
Neither the garrison on the Jialing Pass, nor the vanguard of the Martial Soul Empire that had just assembled in the distance, nor Navelette and her group hovering in mid-air, spoke at this moment.
All eyes were focused on the one-armed youth.
We await his reply.
Tang San lowered his head, looking expressionlessly at the disheveled man at his feet.
That look in his eyes was terrifyingly unfamiliar.
The former respect and filial piety were gone.
Yes, it's just a feeling of disgust and impatience after seeing through the essence of things.
In the past, in order to maintain his "pure and innocent" persona and the glorious image of the successor of the sea god, he might have gone through some pretense and politeness.
Even if they feel disgusted inside, they will still say nice things like "a teacher for a day is a father for life".
But now?
Tang San looked up, his cold gaze sweeping over Navelette in the sky, and then over the still-lit sky.
His reputation was already ruined.
From the moment Ah Yin was rescued by Navelette, from the moment Haotian Sect severed ties with him, from the moment he was struck by lightning in the desolate mountains for lying.
Tang San has lost all semblance of a persona on this Douluo Continent.
Since he has already been disgraced.
Since they have already become a rat that everyone wants to beat.
What's the point of having this hypocritical mask then?
Are you tired?
"teacher."
Tang San finally spoke.
His voice was soft, but he didn't try to lower it; in the quiet battlefield, it was clear enough for everyone to hear him.
"Actually, what was shown on the sky was not wrong."
A very simple sentence.
But it was like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into Yu Xiaogang's heart.
The hope on Yu Xiaogang's face froze instantly, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body trembling violently.
He opened his mouth, as if trying to squeeze out a sound from his throat, but found that he couldn't say anything.
Tang San, however, showed no sign of stopping.
He suddenly raised his leg, even using some of his soul power, and directly shook Yu Xiaogang, who was hugging his calf, away.
"Ouch!"
Yu Xiaogang cried out in pain, rolled backward several times, and landed awkwardly in the pile of rubble, his palms scraped and bleeding.
But he ignored the pain and just stared wide-eyed at the disciple to whom he had poured all his heart and soul.
Tang San reached out and flicked the dust off his trousers, his expression indifferent.
"You ask me why?"
"Yu Xiaogang, don't you know what kind of person you are?"
"I made myself very clear about the one in the sky."
"The realm of gods does not support idlers."
"And you are that complete idler, you could even say you're a good-for-nothing."
These words caused an uproar in the room.
Although everyone had a better understanding of the situation after seeing the sky, the shock of hearing Tang San so bluntly and viciously humiliate his teacher was still intense.
On the city wall.
When Funina heard this, her eyes widened as she held a small cookie in her hand.
Wow.
"This person's face changes faster than turning the pages of a book."
"They used to call me 'teacher' all the time, but now they're calling me by my full name?"
"Navilet, is this what humans often call 'discarding the millstone after it has served its purpose'?"
Navelette looked down quietly, her expression unchanged, and simply nodded slightly.
"Relationships based on shared interests are ultimately fragile."
"When one party can no longer provide value, the contract naturally breaks down."
"But Tang San's eating manners are indeed too unsightly."
Below.
Yu Xiaogang finally came to his senses.
Shame, anger, and despair exploded in his chest, turning his stiff old face a deep purplish-red.
He struggled to get up from the ground, his finger pointing at Tang San trembling.
"waste...?"
You called me trash?
"Tang San! How dare you!"
"Without my Ten Core Martial Soul Theories, would you be where you are today?"
"Without my guidance, could you cultivate with two martial souls simultaneously?"
"I brought you out of a small village, and I gave you the possibility of becoming a strong person!"
"All the skills you have now are taught to you by me!"
Faced with Yu Xiaogang's accusations, Tang San suddenly laughed.
That smile was full of sarcasm and disdain.
"You taught him?"
"Yu Xiaogang, can you stop trying to glorify yourself?"
"Of your ten core theories, which one have you personally verified?"
"You said there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters."
"And what about yourself?"
"You've cultivated for decades, and you're still only a level 29 Great Soul Master. You can't even break through to level 30."
"If the theory is true, then why are you still a useless person?"
Tang San stepped forward, staring intently at Yu Xiaogang, his tone aggressive.
"Your so-called theory is nothing more than copying and rewriting common knowledge that everyone in the Soul Master world has known for thousands of years, summarizing it, and then putting your own name on it."
"A plant-type martial soul absorbing an animal-type soul ring?"
"Has no one ever done this before me? It's just that no one has ever flaunted it like this before."
"As for my achievements..."
Tang San sneered and stretched out his intact left hand. In his palm, the aura of the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Hammer could be faintly seen.
"I am born with full soul power."
"I possess twin martial souls."
"My father is Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, and my mother is the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor."
"I have the finest blood in the world flowing through my veins."
"Even without you, even if I only learn through trial and error on my own, I can still become a Title Douluo, and I can still become a god!"
"On the contrary, it's you."
"If you hadn't met me, your exceptionally gifted test subject, your bullshit theory would have been thrown into the trash heap long ago!"
"You benefited from my success, not the other way around!"
(End of chapter)