Chapter 83 Two years old? Isn't Yang Yuan four years old?
Chapter 83 Two years old? Isn't Yang Yuan four years old?
Chapter 83 Twelve years old? Isn't Yang Yuan fourteen?
Yu Xiaogang noticed the gazes cast upon him by the Huang Dou group. He coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and remained calm and composed, truly displaying the demeanor of a "master."
But immediately, the expression on his face fell.
It's Ning Rongrong again.
After listening to Flander's introduction, she looked Yu Xiaogang up and down.
"Him?"
"He dares to call himself the number one theorist of Soul Masters on the entire continent?"
In the crowd, Yu Tianheng frowned when he saw Ning Rongrong dare to question his uncle.
"Ning Rongrong, you have no right to question my uncle. Besides, the fact that he was able to teach a disciple like Tang San is enough to prove his ability."
"uncle?"
Everyone was startled and looked at Yu Tianheng and Yu Xiaogang.
The members of the Royal Fighting Team knew Yu Tianheng's identity, but they never expected that he had an uncle who would come to such a remote academy to be a teacher.
Apart from Flander, none of the Shrek members expected that Yu Xiaogang and Yu Tianheng had this kind of relationship.
Tang San stood in the crowd, looking astonished.
Although he had studied with his teacher for six years, this was the first time he had learned that his teacher had a nephew.
Moreover, this nephew is also a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master.
"The surname Yu, I should have guessed the teacher's identity long ago. In that case, the teacher's martial soul should be the product of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex after its mutation failed."
"No wonder the teacher was so unwilling. It turns out he could have become a powerful Soul Master, but fate played a cruel trick on him."
Tang San couldn't help but sigh at the cruel twist of fate.
At the same time, he cast a dangerous glance at Ning Rongrong, who was questioning his teacher.
If it weren't for the fact that this person had two titled Douluo behind her, her disrespect for her teacher alone would have been enough to warrant her death.
Ning Rongrong had no idea that someone would harbor murderous intent towards her simply because of her questioning.
She snorted coldly. As the little witch of Tiandou Academy, she was not afraid of Yu Tianheng at all.
"What, just because he's your uncle doesn't mean I can't question him?"
"So what if he taught Tang San? And he calls himself the number one theoretical master on the continent? With Yang Yuan around, he'll never be the number one theoretical master on the continent in his lifetime."
"Yang Yuan—!!"
Upon hearing this name, the Shrek Academy members' expressions changed, and they all turned to look at Ning Rongrong.
They then remembered that the members of the Royal Fighting Team in front of them were students of the Heavenly Fighting Academy, so it was impossible for them not to recognize Yang Yuan.
Yu Xiaogang, in particular, felt a pang in his heart upon hearing the name Yang Yuan.
He had already learned from Tang San and the others about their chance encounter with Yang Yuan.
After learning that Yang Yuan's strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and that he could even easily crush his most prized disciple Tang San, Yu Xiaogang felt a strong sense of regret.
If only I had been more resolute back at Notting Academy and taken Yang Yuan as my disciple, how wonderful that would have been.
Although Yu Xiaogang still firmly believes that Tang San, with his twin martial souls, is currently no match for Yang Yuan.
However, once they reach level 90, they will still be able to surpass Yang Yuan by virtue of their twin martial souls.
Even so, Yang Yuan's talent and strength should not be underestimated. His potential is probably even greater than that of His Majesty Haotian, whom he admires. He definitely has the potential to reach his limit.
If I could become his teacher, then I would very likely become the teacher of two Limit Douluos in the future.
Unfortunately, what's missed is missed.
Yu Xiaogang could only console himself by saying that Yang Yuan was morally flawed.
Now, when he heard Ning Rongrong actually comparing Yang Yuan with his best Soul Master theory, he immediately let out a disdainful sneer.
He said calmly, "Little girl, you can question my strength, but when it comes to Soul Master theory, I am invincible."
Ning Rongrong sneered, "Anyone can brag."
"boast?"
Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly, not angry at all, and said calmly, "Do you know that when Yang Yuan was studying at Notting Academy in Notting City, he had the intention of becoming my disciple, but I thought his character was not as simple and honest as Xiao San's, so I did not accept him as my disciple."
"I was originally going to give him a chance, but who would have thought that after he went to get the spirit ring, he would never come back."
"But even Yang Yuan agrees with my theory. Are you comparing his theoretical abilities as a Soul Master to mine?"
"Hehe, go back and ask him if he dares to say that he can surpass me, a master, in the theory of Soul Masters."
Upon hearing this, the members of the Royal Fighting Team looked at Yu Xiaogang with surprise and suspicion.
Chief Yang Yuan has such a past?
They held Yang Yuan in the highest esteem.
If even Yang Yuan acknowledges the theoretical abilities of this "master," then he probably does possess some real talent.
Looking at the gazes of the Royal Fighting Team members, Yu Xiaogang's vanity was instantly satisfied.
Yu Tianheng seized the opportunity to sneer at Ning Rongrong: "Do you still question my uncle's theoretical ability now? Even Yang Yuan, whom you all admire so much, agrees with my uncle's theory."
Ning Rongrong was speechless for a moment. At this moment, Dugu Yan suddenly spoke up.
"What he said might not be true. In the Heaven Dou Academy, everyone knows Yang Yuan's character. This master's claim that he didn't accept Yang Yuan as a disciple because Yang Yuan's character wasn't as honest and simple as Tang San's is simply untenable."
Upon hearing this, the others began to speak up.
"Sister Yan is right. Everyone in our college knows the class monitor's character. This guy actually said that the class monitor has character problems. He's obviously talking nonsense."
"Exactly! Our class monitor is a man of noble character and exceptional talent. He's even willing to guide us in our cultivation. How dare this man slander him? I think this 'master' is all show and no substance."
"That's right, the class monitor is definitely not that kind of person. He must be slandering the class monitor."
Ning Rongrong took a look and suddenly clapped her hands.
"I understand. I think it's not that he doesn't want to accept Yang Yuan as his disciple, but that Yang Yuan doesn't even think much of him. That's why he's slandering Yang Yuan here. He's just being a sour grapes."
Upon hearing this, everyone agreed that it made sense.
After all, given the opportunity, who could refuse to become Yang Yuan's teacher?
After everyone finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang's expression immediately changed. He had been hit where it hurt and loudly retorted.
"Nonsense, utter nonsense."
"Would I, a dignified 'Master' of Soul Master theory, slander a junior?"
"As for the claim that I didn't accept Yang Yuan as my disciple because he looked down on me, that's utter nonsense."
"I think you've all been kept in the dark by him. Months ago, he went to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for spirit rings, and he even beat up our Shrek kids over a trivial matter. Doesn't that prove he has character flaws?"
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly and directly accused Yang Yuan of a crime.
But behind him, Flander and Zhao Wuji, knowing the whole story, immediately turned their heads away in embarrassment, too ashamed to face anyone.
The members of Huang Dou were stunned after hearing this.
Ning Rongrong scoffed, "You're kidding me. Yang Yuan was only level 56 when we left the academy a few months ago. How could he possibly be in the Star Dou Great Forest?"
"I think you're just spouting nonsense!"
But as soon as she finished speaking, everyone at Shrek Academy was shocked.
Yu Xiaogang gasped in shock.
"Level 56?"
"You said Yang Yuan is level 56?"
"Impossible! He's only twelve years old, how could he be level fifty-six? How could he possibly be level fifty-six?"
"Impossible, it's fake, it must be fake!"
This time, it was the Royal Fighting Team's turn to be dumbfounded.
"Twelve years old?"
"What, twelve years old?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Yang Yuan is clearly fourteen years old!"
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