Douluo: My Soul Skills Made Tang San Cry novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55 - 55: Yu Xiaogang self-destructs? Lao Deng, don't leave!

"You? Reclusive?" Dai Mubai asked, puzzled, "Are you sure it's not that you're too... something, and others don't want to play with you anymore?"

The others nodded in agreement.

Zhuge Lan, reclusive?

Not even a little bit!

Just look at what Zhuge Lan has stirred up in the past few days.

Spending a dozen years with him...

[Emotional Point +9999]

[Emotional Point +9999]

[Emotional Point +9999]

Creepy!

Terrifying!

Rejection!

Except for Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, all the students collectively took a half step back.

Expressing their attitude.

This startled Yu Xiaogang.

He came back to his senses and took a deep look at Zhuge Lan.

He wondered how much the other party's family had dug up about his affairs.

[Emotional Point +11111]

No!

This topic can't continue, otherwise, if those things are exposed, his image will collapse.

"Cough!" Yu Xiaogang changed the subject, "I heard you used a soul tool to repel the Dragon Snake Couple?"

"As far as I know."

"Although soul tools circulated in ancient times and developed offensive capabilities, their levels were not high."

"They were mainly for storage and assistance."

"How do you have such a high-level, offensive soul tool?"

Zhuge Lan glanced at Yu Xiaogang.

Who do you think you are?

How dare you ask a student about such a private matter right off the bat?

But...

This guy looks like a zombie, but his emotional fluctuations are quite large.

Let's tease him.

"I don't know, esteemed Grand~master~",

"What is the basis for your 'as far as you know'?"

"Can your understanding represent history?"

"Are you sure you understand the true history?"

[Emotional Point +19999]

Yu Xiaogang, who has nothing, only has the image of "solid knowledge".

How could he tolerate being questioned?

He immediately retorted forcefully, "I saw the history of soul tools in the Spirit Hall's library."

"The Spirit Hall has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and although the recorded history is very mixed, it must be true."

"So I'm sure that soul tools in history did not develop high-level offensive capabilities!"

Zhuge Lan nodded thoughtfully.

In a small voice that everyone could hear, he muttered—

"No wonder the information said that your Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls are not much different from what's recorded in the Spirit Hall."

"So you just looked at it in the Spirit Hall's library, huh..."

[Emotional Point +29999]

[Emotional Point +39999]

[Emotional Point +49999]

Yu Xiaogang's zombie face turned red, his blood surged, and he trembled all over.

It's over!

His secret was exposed!

The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls are what he's most proud of.

But all of this,

Was built on Bibi Dong still having lingering feelings for him.

Only by not exposing his identity as a "copying master" could he have his current reputation.

Never thought...

Zhuge Lan would break it with just one sentence?

Seeing his teacher being broken by Zhuge Lan's words,

Tang San also had a headache.

Help his teacher?

Zhuge Lan had just saved him, and was unconscious for two days and two nights because of it.

Help Zhuge Lan?

Yu Xiaogang is his teacher, wouldn't that be betraying his teacher and destroying his ancestor?

As for the truth of the matter...

Tang San didn't care.

As long as the knowledge is in his head, who cares where it came from?

"No!" Yu Xiaogang tried to salvage the situation, "Knowledge is the wealth of all mankind, I integrated it, how can it not be my own theory?"

Now Tang San didn't have to choose, he just remained silent.

No!

Why did you admit it yourself?!

[Emotional Point +55555]

Yu Xiaogang also realized what foolish words he had said.

His lips trembled, and he stiffly walked away.

There was no need to argue anymore.

He just wanted to escape now.

"Hey!" Zhuge Lan called out, "Wait!"

He couldn't bear to let this old man leave—he could explode with so many emotional points!

He had continuously broken the highest record.

Zhuge Lan couldn't help but click his tongue. _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

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