Douluo: My martial spirit can summon the heavens

After a long time, Lao Ma calmed down a little from his furious mood, but his eyes were still red, staring at Wang Bin.

"Boy, I have a blood feud with that bullshit master you call me. If you admire that trash, then get out of my house as soon as possible. Think I was blind and saved the wrong person."

Wang Bin's body trembled, and I have to say that Lao Ma's expression was quite bluffing.

"Don't get me wrong, Old Ma. I don't admire that person. Not only that, I don't have any good impressions of that bullshit master." Wang Bin couldn't help curling his lips. He was speaking from his heart.

When he first read the Douluo Dalu novel, he disliked the character Yu Xiaogang very much, especially as he got more and more into the later stages.

Yu Xiaogang has always been boasted about how smart and talented he is, and how profound his research on martial arts is, but frankly speaking, Wang Bin didn't see it at all.

On the contrary, after careful consideration, Wang Bin became more and more suspicious of Yu Xiaogang.

First of all, one of the most important theories proposed by Yu Xiaogang among the ten core competencies of martial arts is the upper limit of years for a soul master to absorb soul rings.

Although Wang Bin himself has no education, he also knows that any research usually requires countless experiments to collect data before a conclusion can be drawn. However, as a 29th-level great soul master, Yu Xiaogang was expelled from his family. Where can he find it? People help him do experiments?

There is no experimental data, so how can he infer his conclusion? Is it all based on guessing and making up?

In addition, thousands of years before Yu Xiaogang proposed the ten core competitiveness, did the soul masters just absorb soul rings with their eyes closed?

Obviously not.

The predecessors would also sum up their experiences based on their failures and pass them on step by step. Therefore, at best, Yu Xiaogang could only sort out the experiences handed down by his predecessors, and then shamelessly make them his own. The name later claimed it as his own research result.

For casual cultivators without any family background, these theories may be useful as introductory knowledge, but for large families with inheritance, Yu Xiaogang's theories are bullshit.

Tang San, the student he personally taught, broke Yu Xiaogang's theory time and time again in the years he absorbed the spirit ring, which proved how unreliable Yu Xiaogang's theory was.

Secondly, Yu Xiaogang claimed that she was very knowledgeable about martial arts, so why couldn't she see that Liu Erlong's martial spirit was a mutation of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex's martial spirit.

There are two possibilities. One is that Yu Xiaogang is not good enough, so he can't see it.

Another way is that Yu Xiaogang saw it, but he was willing to pretend not to know. The reason may be that he was greedy for Liu Erlong's body. Unfortunately, just when he was about to succeed, his second uncle appeared and completely ended it. he.

But no matter which possibility it is, it shows that Yu Xiaogang is really not good.

Finally, let’s talk about the help Master Yu Xiaogang provided to Tang San and everyone in Shrek.

It cannot be said that it has little effect, it can only be said that it is useless.

The reason why the Shrek Seven Monsters were able to achieve their subsequent achievements was undoubtedly because of Tang San's forcible guidance. The fairy grass and the Poseidon test made their talents and strength improve by leaps and bounds. If they just practiced indifferently, these people may not Be the top at that time.

And Yu Xiaogang's role in it can only be said to be stronger than that of a tied dog.

In addition to these academic problems, Yu Xiaogang's performance in terms of character is also remarkable.

Disgusting scumbag.

This is Wang Bin's most pertinent evaluation of Yu Xiaogang after watching Douluo Dalu.

The last person Wang Bin hated so much was Ito Makoto.

Back to the topic.

After hearing Wang Bin say that he didn't like Yu Xiaogang, Lao Ma's expression relaxed a little.

After taking a long breath, Lao Ma continued to speak, but this time his voice seemed a little hoarse.

"If I have the chance, I will tell you the story about me and that scumbag later. Boy, let me ask you now, are you willing to practice with me?"

"Practice with you? Do you want to accept me as your disciple?"

Wang Bin's eyes flashed. He was worried that he would have no one to guide him after graduating from the low-level soul master academy. If Lao Ma was indeed as knowledgeable as he said and willing to teach him, it would be a good thing.

He only has level 11 soul power now, which is really far behind. As long as the soul power exceeds level 20, Wang Bin has the courage to venture into the world.

However, to Wang Bin's disappointment, Lao Ma waved his hand and rejected himself: "I will not accept you as my apprentice. I already have an apprentice and I have no plans to accept another apprentice in the future."

"Then what do you mean?" Wang Bin asked confused.

"You stay with me, and I teach you martial arts and the knowledge of cultivating soul power. I will not hide my secrets, and will do my best to train you to become a talent. But you are not my apprentice, and I am not your master. There is no relationship between us as master and disciple."

Lao Ma's words made Wang Bin very puzzled. If Lao Ma said it, he was training himself as a disciple, so why didn't he want to treat him as a master and disciple?

Wang Bin believed this when something went wrong, but there was really no need to refuse the conditions offered by Lao Ma.

"What do I need to do?" Wang Bin couldn't help but ask.

Lao Ma nodded. He felt that the child in front of him had wisdom and maturity that was different from his age.

"I said that your martial spirit is very strange, and I am very interested in the research of martial arts. I want to witness your growth, and I also want to see what is so special about your martial spirit."

After Lao Ma finished speaking, he looked at Wang Bin with bright eyes, as if he was looking at a pile of undiscovered treasures.

Wang Bin thought for a while and finally nodded, agreeing for the time being. If he later found out that Lao Ma was just showing off and had no real ability, the worst he could do would be to leave.

"Okay, I promise you."

Lao Ma smiled knowingly and stroked his gray beard: "Okay, let's continue to collect information about your martial soul. What is your martial soul's name and what is your innate soul power?"

"Phantom card, innate soul power level three."

"Level 3?" Lao Ma raised his eyebrows, and then couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Martial souls often mutate in two directions. Either they are excellent, with innate soul power above level eight, or extremely poor, with innate soul power below level one. This seemingly ordinary third-level soul power is actually more... Strange, interesting, really interesting.”

Then Lao Ma asked Wang Bin a lot of questions, and Wang Bin answered most of what he knew. Lao Ma put away the notebook he used to record with satisfaction, and then looked at Wang Bin with a serious expression.

"Boy, your innate soul power is not high. Although your martial soul is strange, your talent can be said to be basically finalized. According to theoretical calculations, even if you practice hard, soul saint is the limit you can achieve. If you don't practice hard, , maybe he will be a soul king until he dies."

When Wang Bin heard this, his face was full of disappointment, but he was still unwilling to stop there, but before he could ask, Lao Ma continued.

"But don't be too depressed. You are lucky to have met me. There are two things in this world that can help you change your destiny. One is a treasure of heaven and earth, and the other is me!"

When he said this, Lao Ma held his head high and his chest high, his tone full of pride and pride.

Regarding Lao Ma's words, Wang Bin also breathed a sigh of relief, with a grateful smile on his face: "Lao Ma, this is the first time I heard someone call himself a thing."