Boom!
The crowd erupted in chaos again!
"Kowtowing? And then cutting off your own arm?"
"This bet... is way too big!"
"Blue Silver King is going to completely destroy Yu Xiaogang!"
"It's not just ruining him, it's making him utterly disgraced and infamous for eternity!"
Discussions rose and fell, everyone was stunned by Tang Qing's ruthless conditions.
Yu Xiaogang knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling.
Humiliation, anger, resentment... all sorts of emotions churned within him.
His fingernails dug deep into the flesh of his palms, the piercing pain keeping him conscious to the very last shred of his mind.
He raised his head and stared intently at Tang Qing on the throne.
He wanted to see a hint of mockery, or a hint of wavering, on that young face.
But no.
That face held only calmness and an indifference that seemed to look down upon ants.
win!
I must win!
Yu Xiaogang roared at himself in his heart.
Tang San!
His disciple Tang San is his biggest trump card!
Under his careful guidance, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass has shown extraordinary and powerful characteristics.
This is enough to prove that his theory is correct!
Even if Tang Qing is the Blue Silver Emperor, his understanding of Blue Silver Grass could never be deeper than mine!
As long as we win...
If he wins this debate, he will be the one who defeats the Blue Silver King!
The master's name will resound throughout the entire continent overnight!
The title of "Mainland China's No. 1 Theoretical Master" will never be shaken again!
What is this little insult I suffered today?
Thinking of this, the struggle and hesitation in Yu Xiaogang's eyes were instantly replaced by a fervent ambition.
He gritted his teeth suddenly.
"Okay! I promise you!"
Before he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated and bent down.
"Thump!"
A dull, loud bang.
Yu Xiaogang's forehead made solid, intimate contact with the hard, smooth floor tiles.
It was very loud.
The sound echoed throughout the entire hall, where you could hear a pin drop.
It also shattered the last shred of dignity of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.
"Thump!"
Second tone.
"Thump!"
Third tone.
After the three slaps to the head, Yu Xiaogang slowly raised his head. His forehead was red and swollen, and even a little blood was seeping out.
But he didn't care at all, he just stared intently at Tang Qing, his eyes flashing with an almost morbid light.
"Your Highness, may we begin now?"
The discussions inside the main hall grew even louder.
"Oh my god, he really did it!"
"To abandon all shame for a mere empty title, it's truly... pathetic."
"Yu Xiaogang is completely finished."
In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's seat, Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes, his old face filled with pain and despair.
That unfilial son!
This selfish and rebellious son is so extreme!
Doesn't he know that regardless of whether he wins or loses this debate, it will be a huge disaster for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
If we win, we'll offend the Blue Silver King.
If they lose, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan will become a laughing stock across the entire continent!
He only thinks of himself; he has never considered the family whatsoever!
Zhu Zhuqing watched this scene, a cold and beautiful smile curving her lips.
Her alluring legs were gently crossed as she leaned back in her chair, her posture languid and elegant.
But inwardly, he sneered.
Kowtowing three times and losing an arm in exchange for a chance to speak fairly with the king.
He got a really good deal.
On the other side, Xue Qinghe held a wine glass, gently swirling it, a hint of undisguised disdain flashing in his eyes.
"He has absolutely no dignity as a man."
"To prove himself, he could stoop so low."
"People like this will never amount to anything."
Ning Rongrong's bright, expressive eyes were also filled with disbelief.
Her small mouth was slightly open as she looked at Yu Xiaogang, as if she were looking at a clown.
"This Yu Xiaogang has such a mysterious self-confidence."
She couldn't help but whisper to Ning Fengzhi beside her.
"Where does he get the confidence to think his theory is a sure winner against His Highness the Blue Silver King?"
"They would rather suffer such a great humiliation than not have the opportunity to debate."
"That's really overestimating yourself."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried the unique charm and arrogance of a young lady from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
In her eyes, the man on the throne was omnipotent.
Yu Xiaogang's actions were like a firefly trying to stop a chariot, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Tang Qing looked at him, the faint smile on her lips unchanged.
"Can."
Once he received permission, Yu Xiaogang seemed to transform into a completely different person.
He stood up from the ground and even calmly brushed the dust off his knees.
His swollen face made his composure seem somewhat comical.
He straightened his back, as if the person who had just knelt humbly and kowtowed repeatedly was not himself at all.
A sense of "mastery" returned to him.
Yu Xiaogang surveyed the entire audience, his gaze sweeping over each person with expressions of sympathy, disdain, or amusement.
Finally, his gaze returned to the throne, his voice booming with confidence.
"Blue Silver Grass is known as a useless martial spirit by the world."
"But I think that statement is wrong!"
He paused, each word seeming to burst forth from his chest.
"There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters!"
These words were resounding and carried a powerful, resounding force.
Inside the main hall, the previously noisy discussions suddenly fell silent.
Many Soul Masters, especially those whose Martial Souls were not outstanding, had a glimmer of light in their eyes.
Well said!
These words struck a chord with them!
In the corner, Tang Hao unconsciously tightened his grip on the wine glass.
His gaze toward Yu Xiaogang once again held a hint of approval.
good.
The master's theory is still strong.
This statement alone is enough to prove that his vision far surpasses that of ordinary people.
Perhaps... it wasn't wrong for the mistress to become his apprentice.
On the throne, a hint of disdain flashed deep in Tang Qing's eyes.
Does he even deserve to say that?
Yu Xiaogang was completely immersed in his own world, enjoying the amazed looks from everyone, and his confidence swelled to an unprecedented level.
He continued to speak eloquently, his voice growing increasingly impassioned.
"I have studied Blue Silver Grass for many years and have long understood its true nature!"
"The core of Blue Silver Grass is neither attack nor defense, but its seemingly weak yet actually resilient nature!"
"It is its continuity, it is its perception!"
"Therefore, I believe that the optimal solution for the development of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is to cultivate it into the top control-type Martial Soul on the continent!"
"Nonsense."
Four simple words emanated from the throne, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Tang Qing's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the arrogance that Yu Xiaogang had ignited.
Yu Xiaogang's face stiffened, and anger surged within him.
"Why does Your Highness say I am talking nonsense?"
"The best development path for Blue Silver Grass is to take resilience as the foundation, use toxins as the means of attack, and supplement it with parasitic and entanglement properties!"
"This is the final conclusion I reached after analyzing a massive amount of data and conducting countless days and nights of theoretical deduction!"
"Under the guidance of my theories, the Blue Silver Grass control system will surely become the mainstream on the continent!"
His voice carried both offended anger and absolute confidence in his theory.
"Mainstream?"
Tang Qing chuckled softly.
"Yu Xiaogang, you don't understand Blue Silver Grass at all."
"You only saw its form, but never understood its spirit."
"The resilience, toxins, and parasitism you mentioned are nothing but superficial tricks."
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