It's Flanders.
He steadied the swaying Yu Xiaogang and, with a furious expression, berated Hu Liena on the judge's bench.
"You little brat, stop talking nonsense!"
Flanders' voice was strong and powerful; he patted his chest and spoke with righteous indignation.
"I, Flander, have known Xiao Gang for decades. I know his character best!"
"He is an upright man, rigorous in his scholarship, and you have no idea how much effort and hardship he has put into his theoretical research!"
"To say he stole? To say he betrayed his friends? That's utterly ridiculous!"
"This is a rumor, this is slander!"
"..."
Flander looked around, his voice suddenly rising.
"I, Flander, here today, swear on the honor of our Golden Trio!"
"Xiaogang is definitely not that kind of person!"
He thought he knew Yu Xiaogang inside and out, but little did he know that the Yu Xiaogang he knew was just a down-on-his-luck, stubborn man who had been tormented by fate.
When the words "Golden Triangle" were forcefully uttered from Flander's mouth...
On the judge's bench, Bibi Dong, who had been silent all along, suddenly moved.
"puff..."
A soft laugh escaped from her crimson lips.
At first, it was just a suppressed chuckle, but soon it turned into an uncontrollable, unrestrained laugh.
"Hahaha...hahahaha!"
Bibi Dong laughed so hard her body trembled slightly, and her clear and melodious laughter echoed throughout the square.
Everyone was stunned.
This noble and dignified female pope actually... smiled?
To laugh so heartily in such a tense situation.
Sunlight streamed down, illuminating her stunningly beautiful face, and tears slid down her cheeks.
Whether it was laughter or something else, the allure of that moment made the world pale in comparison.
Standing beside her, Ning Lin watched this scene with a tender look in her eyes and sincerely murmured a word of praise.
"Her brilliance remains undiminished."
Bibi Dong's laughter stopped abruptly.
She turned her head and gave Ning Lin a disdainful look, a look that was full of charm, but was quickly replaced by a solemn expression.
She straightened her face again and looked at Flander, a look that made his heart skip a beat.
"The Golden Triangle?"
Bibi Dong spoke slowly, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.
"Okay, very good."
"Since you're using this title to vouch for it, then I, the Emperor, will have a good talk with you about what happened back then."
"..."
Her gaze slowly turned to Yu Xiaogang, whose face was ashen.
"Yu Xiaogang, shall you speak, or shall I speak?"
Yu Xiaogang's body trembled violently, and his face grew even more pale.
Want to talk about what happened back then?
In front of Bibi Dong, talk about the three of them?
Wouldn't that be just inviting humiliation?
But now, with everyone watching, he has no way out.
He took a deep breath, forcibly adopting the air of a "master," and stubbornly tried to defend himself.
"Hmph! What's wrong with talking about what happened back then?"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was dry and hoarse. He avoided Bibi Dong's gaze and spoke loudly to the crowd in the square.
"Although my soul power is weak and I have only reached level twenty-nine in my entire life, it does not prevent me from becoming a great scholar!"
"My 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul' have pointed the way for countless lost Soul Masters!"
"Our sect has produced a peerless genius like Tang San, whose talent has shaken the ages!"
"I am also the Imperial Tutor of the Heavenly Dou Empire, revered by all people!"
He became more and more agitated as he spoke.
"Throughout my life, I, Yu Xiaogang, have always acted uprightly and honestly! How dare you petty scoundrels slander me!"
Yu Xiaogang's impassioned speech almost convinced even himself.
However, his boasting had barely ended.
A clear, cold female voice, like a bucket of snow water poured over his head, completely extinguished all his pent-up desire.
It's Hu Liena.
She crossed her arms, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and asked only one question.
"Besides Tang San, do you have any other disciples you can be proud of?"
The color drained from Yu Xiaogang's face instantly.
His lips trembled, his Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a sound.
yes.
Besides Tang San, who else did he teach?
Not a single one.
All his glory and honor belong to Tang San alone.
Once Tang San is removed as an isolated case, what is left of Yu Xiaogang?
He dared not think about it.
Seeing Yu Xiaogang's dejected appearance, Tang San stepped forward again, trying to save face for his teacher.
However, Yu Xiaogang beat him to it.
"What...what does this have to do with what happened back then?"
Like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, he tried to force the conversation back on track.
Upon hearing this, Hu Liena's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"relation?"
"The relationship is extremely important."
"Yu Xiaogang, I have read your so-called 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul'."
"It sounds plausible, but it's actually empty and meaningless, all show and no substance."
"Your theory has a fatal flaw."
"..."
Hu Liena paused, her gaze sweeping over the Shrek students below the stage.
"That is, it only applies to those top geniuses who come along only once in a century. For the ordinary people who make up 99% of the Soul Master world, your theory is just a pile of waste paper!"
Upon hearing this, the ordinary-born Soul Masters in the square immediately began to ponder.
Many of them once regarded the master's theories as gospel, but when they tried to practice them, they encountered obstacles everywhere and achieved very little.
In the past, they only thought it was because they lacked talent and were dull-witted.
Today, Hu Liena's words were like a sudden awakening.
"So...so it wasn't my problem?"
"Are the master's theories simply not suitable for ordinary people like us?"
Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale, and he still wanted to argue.
"You're talking nonsense! My theory is universal..."
"Universal?"
Hu Liena chuckled softly, interrupting him.
Her gaze, like a precise arrow, shot towards the Shrek Seven Devils' formation.
"Dai Mubai, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, is a prince of the Star Luo Empire. His martial spirit is already top-tier, and he follows the path of forceful attack inherited from his family. What does that have to do with your theory?"
Dai Mubai's eyes darted around, and his expression was somewhat unnatural.
"Oscar, the sausage specialist, is a food-type Soul Master with innate full Soul Power. His cultivation path is to become a support character that even Title Douluo would fight over. What did you teach him?"
Oscar awkwardly touched his nose and remained silent.
"Ning Rongrong, with her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Spirit, is the number one auxiliary weapon spirit in the world. She has the sect's top-tier resources and inheritance. Does she need someone like you, who doesn't even understand the optimal ratio of spirit rings, to give her pointers?"
Ning Rongrong subconsciously avoided everyone's gaze, her face slightly flushed.
"And you, Ma Hongjun."
Hu Liena's gaze finally settled on the fat man.
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