Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 292, Section 311: Copying, plagiarism.

Yu Xiaogang didn't want to make a choice; he was unwilling to admit that he was a plagiarist, but he also didn't want to miss out on this golden dragon fruit.

However, Yu Xiaogang now faces a difficult choice.

However, this multiple-choice question was not difficult for Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang has always lived only for himself. His dreams have changed again and again. At first, he firmly believed that he would be able to awaken a powerful martial spirit with his noble bloodline. He longed to become a powerful figure who was respected by everyone and had to be addressed as "Your Majesty" when he looked at him.

However, the loss of his martial soul shattered Yu Xiaogang's dream of becoming a powerful figure. Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to settle for second best. He longed to restore his talent, break through the level 29 bottleneck that bound him, and open the door to becoming a powerful figure.

After repeated failed attempts, Yu Xiaogang became completely disheartened. He couldn't find a way to break through his bottleneck and could only place his hopes on the disciples he was training.

The masked woman was right; taking Tang San as a disciple was Yu Xiaogang's only option.

After all, a powerful disciple is not as good as one's own power. If given a choice, Yu Xiaogang would choose to become powerful himself, especially since this disciple is disloyal to him.

Now that Yu Xiaogang has a foundation to make himself strong, fame and disciples are no longer so important. In Yu Xiaogang's view, as long as he obtains this immortal item and his martial soul evolves into the Golden Sacred Dragon, he will become a future peak powerhouse. At that time, the lost fame and Tang San's respect will return.

“I… fine, I can admit I plagiarized,” Yu Xiaogang said. “But how can I be sure you’re not playing me? What if I admit to plagiarism in front of the whole world, and then you go back on your word and don’t want to give me the Golden Dragon Fruit?”

"So what do you think we should do?" the masked woman asked.

Yu Xiaogang said, "I swear by your martial spirits and by the angel god worshipped by the Spirit Hall that after I finish this, you must hand over the Golden Dragon Fruit to me and you cannot take it back from me."

“Alright, then so be it. I swear on my martial spirit,” the masked woman swore.

After hearing her oath, Yu Xiaogang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the Soul Master Theory Conference, Yu Xiaogang appeared in the center of the conference like a sinner, surrounded by people from all directions, including spectators and true theoretical masters of the Soul Master world.

A series of scrutinizing gazes fell upon Yu Xiaogang.

"What's the deal with that level 29 person?"

"You don't know, do you? He is the famous plagiarism master Yu Xiaogang. It was proven more than ten years ago that his theories were all based on plagiarism."

"My God, what are these disgusting things doing here today?"

Those scrutinizing gazes and those unbearable insults made Yu Xiaogang feel like he was being pricked by thorns. In the past, Yu Xiaogang would have been so aggrieved that he would have burst into tears, covered his face with his hands, and run away on the spot.

But now, Yu Xiaogang knew he had to endure. He looked at the VIP section of the venue, at the golden dragon fruit that the masked woman was playing with in her hand. This was his chance to turn the tables and become an unparalleled powerhouse.

Even if it's humiliating, he can't miss it.

The theoretical master who was presiding over the discussion looked coldly at Yu Xiaogang and said, "Today's topic is the issue of plagiarism in the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls. Yu Xiaogang, I ask you, do you admit that your work is a plagiarized work?" This question made Yu Xiaogang somewhat embarrassed, especially since he also noticed that there were many photo crystals around the venue pointed at him.

Once these effects are recorded, they will quickly spread, leading the world to misunderstand me, Yu Xiaogang, as a master of plagiarism.

Despite his inner resistance, Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Yes, yes, I admit it," out of respect for the Golden Dragon Fruit.

"Then we will check your work, every theory, every point of view, chapter by chapter and sentence by sentence for plagiarism."

"Yu Xiaogang, I would like to ask if your theory is original?" A theoretical master was the first to point out a sentence in Yu Xiaogang's work and question him.

“It’s plagiarism,” Yu Xiaogang said stiffly.

"Source?"

"It comes from the book 'The Evolution of Martial Souls Over Ten Thousand Years' by the late Martial Soul Theory Master Wen," Yu Xiaogang said.

"Very well, so was this sentence your original creation?"

"Copy, plagiarized."

Source.

"It comes from the book 'Year Limit and Martial Soul' by Lu Yuan, a master of spirit ring research from more than 700 years ago in the Spirit Hall."

Yu Xiaogang answered each question with difficulty. He dared not lie, because there was no need to lie. Every master here was a true expert, well-read and knowledgeable. They could tell the origin of a theory at a glance. Yu Xiaogang might be able to fool those simple-minded peasants, but he could not fool these professionals.

However, being asked for the truth is a painful ordeal.

He couldn't avoid or deny any of the issues raised here; he could only admit that he was ultimately a shameful plagiarist. He was like a rat hiding in a dark, damp sewer, unknown to anyone, but now dragged out and exposed to the sunlight, revealing his ugly and despicable side to everyone.
Yu Xiaogang desperately wanted to escape, but the golden dragon fruit kept appearing in his peripheral vision, forcing him to stand still and endure one torment after another.

Yu Xiaogang, this world has wronged you for too long, making you a useless person. Everything you have is due to your own two hundred times the effort in cultivation, but you can only be stuck at level 29 forever. Are you willing to accept this? Now the Golden Dragon Fruit is right in front of you. This is your chance to turn your life around and become an unparalleled powerhouse. Under these circumstances, you absolutely cannot give up halfway! This is what Yu Xiaogang told himself in his heart.

"So, what about this theory: there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters? Is that your original idea?"

Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief and said proudly, "That's right, this is my original theory."

The master who asked the question said, "That's true, after all, this theory is not on the same level as the other theories in your work."

"Yu Xiaogang, I want to ask you a question. According to your logic, you've been stuck at level 29 so far. Is it because your martial spirit is inadequate, or because you are inadequate as a person?"

Upon hearing this question, Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen. He didn't know how to answer. If he answered no, then his incompetence wouldn't be his fault, but Luo Sanpao's. However, if he did that, wouldn't it mean he was denying his own theory?

(End of this chapter)