Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 15: An Interesting Theory Lesson

During previous shooting practice, Yun Ming discovered that Yang Lin's shooting skills were the worst among all the students, even worse than another member of their clan who awakened their martial souls at the same time. That's why he deliberately used Yang Lin to provoke Yang Yi.

When everyone heard Yun Ming say that Yang Yi was not as good as Yang Lin, they were all shocked.

Yang Lin and the other students: "???"

Yang Hong: "."

Although Yang Hong saw through Yun Ming's provocation, wasn't it a bit disrespectful for Yun Ming to make fun of his son in front of his father?

However, since it concerned whether Yang Yi could regain his confidence, Yang Hong didn't say much. Anyway, his silly boy was very optimistic, so he continued to watch Yun Ming's performance.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yi stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stared at Yun Ming with bloodshot eyes. His anger was second only to when he had been beaten to the point of near madness earlier.

It's one thing for Yun Ming to look down on him—he certainly can't beat Yun Ming—but for Yun Ming to say he's not even as good as Yang Lin, isn't that a bit disrespectful to Yang Yi? Yang Yi gritted his teeth and said.

"You're saying I'm inferior to Yang Lin?!"

Yang Hong: "."

Yang Yi regained his anger, which pleased Yang Hong. However, Yang Yi's anger only intensified upon hearing Yang Lin's name, and he realized the kid seemed to disrespect him. Wait, it was Yang Lin who was truly hopeless; he'd give him a good beating when they got home. Yang Lin never expected that the beating Yun Ming had just saved for him would be returned so quickly.

Yun Ming was unaware of Yang Hong's current state of mind; he still needed to continue comforting Yang Yi.

"Yes, at least he's stronger than you. Even if he can't beat anyone, at least he has the courage to keep losing, while you get scared after just one loss!"

Yang Lin muttered to himself when he heard Yun Ming's evaluation of him.

"How did he know I'd been losing all this time, even though it's his first day here!"

Hearing his son's mutterings, Yang Hong's face darkened completely. He decided that when he got home, he could get his wife to give him a good beating. "You brat, you don't care about people looking down on you, how did you know you cared?!"

Yang Yi was taken aback by these words and looked at Yang Lin, who was muttering to himself. He had never lost before and didn't understand Yang Lin's feelings. Now that he had lost once, he was feeling terrible, while Yang Lin lost every day and was fine! Having just suffered a crushing defeat, Yang Yi couldn't help but fall into self-doubt again. Was he really not as good as Yang Lin?

However, he quickly recalled Yang Lin's antics since entering the clan school over the past two weeks, and a chill ran down his spine. No! Absolutely not!!!

It's one thing to lose to Yun Ming, but I admit I can't beat him in spearmanship.

To lose to Yang Lin?! I've failed my ancestors!

Yang Lin and the others on the side were impressed to see that Yun Ming had brought Yang Yi back to life with just a few words. In particular, the eyes of two of the older sisters began to look inscrutable. After all, good-looking, good at fighting, and smart, what kind of chosen one was Yun Ming? Yun Ming, on the other hand, felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Yun Ming looked at Yang Yi, whose expression had become lively again, and nodded inwardly. Sure enough, Yang Yi, who was arrogant and conceited on the outside but very fragile on the inside, would not allow himself to lose to someone who was inferior to him in every way, such as Yang Lin.

After regaining his composure, Yang Yi understood that Yun Ming was trying to provoke him and what his purpose was. He looked at Yun Ming with a slightly awkward expression. But getting him to thank him was out of the question—never in this lifetime!

Yang Yi thought about how he had provoked Yun Ming, and how Yun Ming had even helped him overcome the shadow of defeat. How could Yun Ming be so kind?! Wasn't it Yun Ming who had driven him to despair?!

He had almost been fooled by Yun Ming's innocent appearance. With that thought, the embarrassment in Yang Yi's eyes faded, replaced by a renewed flame of defiance. He had lost in the marksmanship competition, but there was still much to learn in the clan's martial arts. Yang Yi refused to believe that Yun Ming could surpass him in everything!

The other classmates who had been watching the situation unfold were relieved to see Yang Yi's expression return to normal. Yun Ming also saw a pretty cousin step forward to check on Yang Yi, analyzing the previous gunfight for him, which only made Yang Yi's face darken more and more.

As for Yang Hong, who had been offline for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the younger members of his clan return to normal. At the same time, he felt that he was the only loser in this competition, not the only one! His foolish son Yang Lin, who made him the loser, also had to accept the unjust punishment from his father!

After a round of spear practice, Yun Ming and Yang Yi held another spear technique instruction session, bringing the morning's basic spear technique class to a close. Following the spear technique class was a Soul Master theory class, taught by Lin Ye, an uncle from the clan.

Yun Ming and the others went to the inner classroom for class, where they listened to the elders on the podium talk about general knowledge of the continent, knowledge of soul masters, and some theories of the soul master world. Among them, they even took out the outstanding work "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" by Yu Xiaogang, a famous master of martial soul theory who was famous throughout the continent, to answer everyone's questions.

Yang Lin, hearing Lin Ye call Yu Xiaogang a master of martial spirit theory, and his book titled "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Spirit"—something that sounded impressive just from the name—asked a question out of curiosity.

"Uncle Ye, this master is so powerful, he must be incredibly strong, right? What's his cultivation level? Soul Emperor, Soul Saint?"

As Yang Lin spoke, he noticed that Uncle Ye's expression was becoming increasingly strange, and he was startled, so he spoke up.

Could it be...?

Lin Ye hurriedly interrupted Yang Lin's audacious idea, "You just said that his cultivation level is twice that of others, and now you want to say it's three times. Do you know how disrespectful that is!"

"This master's cultivation level is not high, only a level 29 Great Soul Master."

Yang Lin was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this cultivation level! There was no way around it; among the Breaking Clan, any Soul-Breaking Spear Martial Soul wielder over twenty years old was never below level thirty, and his understanding of the twenty-ninth level of outside Soul Masters was not profound. He continued to ask questions.

"This master must be very young, or from a commoner background, right? Otherwise, how could he only be at level twenty-nine?"

Lin Ye recalled the legend of that great master and was quite amazed, but said helplessly.

"That master seems to be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and he's around forty years old this year!"

Yang Lin: "."

Sitting on Yun Ming's other side, Yang Yi chuckled. The old Yang Yi probably wouldn't have paid any attention to Yang Lin, but ever since Yun Ming compared Yang Lin to Yang Yi, Yang Yi had noticed this clown and felt a bit annoyed by him. Yang Yi said coldly.

"Alright, Yang Lin!"

"I already said that 'master' is a master of martial spirit theory. He must lack cultivation talent to become a theory master. Otherwise, who with talent wouldn't work hard to cultivate and instead spend their time researching how to cultivate!"

Lin Ye also felt that this was the truth, but before he could speak, Yang Yi asked again.

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"He's known as a master of martial spirit theory, and his book is even titled 'The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Spirit,' so he must be incredibly talented!"

Lin Ye was speechless again upon hearing Yang Yi's question. "Are all kids these days asking such pointed questions?" Lin Ye said somewhat guiltily.

"That's not entirely true. The 'Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul' has quite a few loopholes."

"Today, I'm using Yu Xiaogang's work as a negative example to reinforce your understanding!"

Upon hearing Lin Ye's answer, Yang Yi was stunned, while Yang Lin and the other students couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. This master was too interesting.

"Hahaha~"

"Hahaha~"

"."

Yun Ming looked at Lin Ye, Yang Yi, and Yang Lin with a strange expression. He thought these three had rather sharp tongues, as if they'd been coated with the Yang family's special poison. If that master heard their conversation, he'd be furious!

Lin Ye probably sensed Yun Ming's strange gaze, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly.

"Okay! Stop laughing!"

"Continue the lesson."

After that, Lin Ye meticulously explained the erroneous knowledge contained in the book "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul," pointing out where it went wrong and what its limitations were. He also touched on the correct knowledge, but there was relatively little of it, and what he did mention was mostly common knowledge.

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