Who is Ying Yanyang? He was a proud son of heaven in the same era as Pope Bibi Dong, yet his brilliance was not overshadowed by her.
He lacked nothing: confidence, courage, ability, and means. Although he had wasted too much energy on teaching, he was still a Soul Saint, and one whose strength far surpassed those of the same level!
Wang Zhong's talent was astonishing. Becoming a Soul Ancestor before the age of eight was indeed remarkable, but ultimately, it was just talent. He had not yet fully converted this talent into strength. There was an unbridgeable gulf between a Soul Ancestor and a Soul Saint.
Even if Wang Zhong's combat power could not be solely measured by his level due to the cheat-like existence of the Eight Inner Gates and Eight Extremities Heaven, wasn't Ying Yanyang the same?
With the existence of a Burning Furnace skill, which Titled Douluo in the world dared to engage him in a protracted battle? If the fight dragged on, who would live and who would die would be uncertain.
Given the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, and Ying Yanyang's own ulterior motives, in his plan, he would concede defeat in the first two battles of the previous two years.
One was to give Wang Zhong time to grow, and the other was to put pressure on Wang Zhong.
The goal was within reach, just a single step away, almost a casual leap to claim the soul bone that represented victory. Who could refuse such temptation?
Under the desire brought about by this temptation, he would give himself infinite motivation and pressure. This pressure was far stronger and more terrifying than any imposed from the outside.
This was a dissatisfaction with his own strength, coupled with the greed for the goal that was just one step away! The interaction of these two emotions generated unimaginable motivation.
"Teacher, you won't concede defeat in two consecutive matches, will you!"
After the initial surprise, just as Wang Zhong had a slight guess, Hu Liena had already understood why Ying Yanyang was doing this.
Looking at Hu Liena with approval, Ying Yanyang nodded, not denying it.
"As expected of a little fox. In matters like these, your sharpness is far superior to Wang Zhong's."
"Yes, not only this year, but next year I will do the same!"
Hu Liena's small face instantly sank. This teacher in front of her possessed extraordinary strength, methods, and courage.
In order to make the four of them strive and fight with all their might, he had created an illusion of victory being within reach, driving the four of them mad and obsessed with this illusion!
Hu Liena could perfectly imagine how desperately they would fight for that victory, which was just a little short, two years later.
The most crucial point was that after witnessing Wang Zhong's growth rate, Ying Yanyang was confident that he could maintain a perfect winning streak in the remaining three battles, without any concern of an accident causing him to miss out on victory.
Such confidence and spirit were truly terrifying!
"Haha, what a coincidence, Teacher."
"Your idea is the same as mine."
Wang Zhong patted Hu Liena's arm, stepped forward, and met Ying Yanyang's gaze with a smile.
"In the battles this year and next year, I was actually planning to concede, because I really couldn't win."
"Even with Nana, Xie Yue, and Yan, the result would be the same. So I thought of putting ourselves in a desperate situation to find a way to survive, and use two years to strive with all our might. I didn't expect the Teacher to think the same way I did."
Tapping his chin, Wang Zhong's emerald green eyes darted around, and a very wicked smile appeared on his face.
"Teacher, how about this! Since you and I both have the idea of conceding twice, why not put this idea into practice?"
"This year and next year, Teacher concedes! The third and fourth years, we concede!"
"In the fifth year, let's have the final decisive battle!"
"One battle to determine the winner!"
Wang Zhong clapped his hands together. His words sounded like a grand joke, but it was precisely this casual tone that made Ying Yanyang's eyes narrow.
One battle to decide the victor!
His student had played a superb counter-move.
"Oh ho, this little fellow's reaction and counter-measures are truly remarkable!" Yue Guan, standing on the high platform, clicked his tongue in amazement as he listened to their conversation.
Ying Yanyang wanted to concede two consecutive matches, forcing Wang Zhong to give his all to fight for the final victory.
But Wang Zhong countered with a move, saying he would also concede for two years. This adaptability split the pressure in half, with one half falling on Wang Zhong and his three companions, and the other half on Ying Yanyang.
Victory and defeat were split fifty-fifty, with no one being treated unequally.
Moreover, with both sides conceding matches, neither side could achieve the goal of winning three matches in the first four years. Thus, the last match in the fifth year became the crucial deciding battle.
Furthermore, because it was the fifth match, Wang Zhong, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan would have a full four years of growth time!
Four years were enough to change many things!
For example, at this moment, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan could all apply to be promoted to the second grade according to school regulations.
If they did so, the three of them would have a tremendous advantage.
The unknown.
After being promoted to the second grade, the resources at the disposal of the three would double. Coupled with a change in class advisor, Ying Yanyang would have no way of knowing how much progress the three had made, or whether their acquisition of spirit rings had proceeded according to his plan. Such an unknown was an unavoidable pressure for him.
"This little fellow doesn't seem as naive as he appears on the surface! This method is quite brilliant."
At this moment, Gui Mei did not hesitate to offer his praise and admiration.
Such a method made a figure appear in Gui Mei's mind, a figure by his side: Pope Bibi Dong!
Although Wang Zhong's methods and style were still somewhat immature and lacking, he already possessed a hint of Bibi Dong's demeanor!
Decisive and lethal.
This kind of approach made Bibi Dong, seated on her throne, both satisfied and sighing.
Immature, truly too immature!
Wang Zhong's intentions were good, but the decision-making power for this matter fell into Ying Yanyang's hands. If the other party did not accept, then all of Wang Zhong's plans would be in vain.
If Bibi Dong were to lay out the plan herself, she would not give up the decision-making power. She would be the one to control the direction of everything. Her opponent, Ying Yanyang, would only have the choice to accept the challenge or concede defeat.
However, considering Wang Zhong's age and experience, coupled with his strength, achieving this much was already extremely outstanding.
Below the arena, Shuang Yue Lian, Xia Xuan, and Yue Shan exchanged glances and communicated through soul power transmission.
"Big Brother, Xiao Xuan, have you noticed that Wang Zhong's current methods of handling things resemble someone?"
Xia Xuan raised his eyebrows and replied, "Of course. Others might not have noticed, but for us, this is too obvious."
"Didn't Yan Yang mention before that the Pope intends to take Wang Zhong as a disciple? It's not strange for his methods to be somewhat similar after subsequent education. It's just that there are still shortcomings and imperfections."
Yue Shan also replied to Shuang Yue Lian's question through soul power transmission, his thick eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the arena with his hands behind his back.
Ying Yanyang and Bibi Dong's methods of handling affairs were similar in some respects, both decisive and ruthless. However, Ying Yanyang focused on strategy, prioritizing planning and guidance. Bibi Dong, on the other hand, focused on endurance, prioritizing forbearance and patience!
They were similar, but absolutely different!
Wang Zhong had already shown a hint of the unique traits of Bibi Dong: patience and ruthlessness!