Golden Crocodile Furiously Rebuked the Grandmaster, Who Coughed Up Blood and Fainted
Once this lengthy discourse appeared, every Soul Master who bore a grudge against Spirit Hall rushed to flatter him.
[Heaven Dou Empire Prince Xue Beng]: What profound insight, Grandmaster! You truly deserve your place as the foremost theoretician. You hit the nail on the head!
[Disciples of the various sects' vassals]: Long live the Grandmaster! The Grandmaster is the truth! We support the Grandmaster!
The entire sky screen was packed with flattery for Yu Xiaogang.
At that moment.
Inside the Pope's Hall.
On the papal throne, Bibi Dong gazed at the sky screen with her beautiful eyes, her expression calm.
As the inheritor of the Rakshasa Godhood, she knew better than anyone else on the continent.
Once someone truly crossed the threshold into godhood and their physical body underwent its transformation, the manifested powers of their Martial Soul and Soul Rings would indeed gradually merge into their divine soul and divine power.
In the eyes of a god, a Martial Soul might truly be useless.
Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaogang's seemingly well-reasoned theoretical masterworks on the sky screen, and a deep sense of disappointment and disgust rose in her heart.
After all these years, Yu Xiaogang was still trapped and crowing with pride in a dungeon of his own making, and had even grown arrogant enough to speculate about a god from another world!
But for the sake of that tiny remnant of their past affection, Bibi Dong still refrained from personally sending a comment to expose Yu Xiaogang's clownish antics.
But Bibi Dong's regard for their past did not mean the Worship Hall would indulge him!
In the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged before the Angel Statue, looking up at the sky screen.
Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo had said, the world was full of wonders!
Different worlds were different. There was no need to cultivate a Martial Soul; possessing the power of a god was enough.
As Qian Daoliu reflected inwardly, he saw one so-called theory after another from Yu Xiaogang on the sky screen.
Again and again, he said Qian Renxue was crippled, that her golden dream had shattered, spouting empty lies and nonsense!
Qian Daoliu's face instantly darkened. So furious that he laughed, he made no effort to conceal the killing intent in his eyes.
"Grandshit? Yu Xiaogang? You jumping clown, how dare you insult my granddaughter! How dare you insult a god?!"
With a thought, Qian Daoliu stirred the rules of the sky screen, and his words appeared upon it in dazzling golden characters.
[Great Enshrined · Qian Daoliu]: Yu Xiaogang, you spineless stray dog cast aside like a worn-out shoe by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a worthless ant of a mere Level 29 Soul Grandmaster—what gives you the right to speak recklessly of gods here??!
[Great Enshrined · Qian Daoliu]: How could a frog at the bottom of a well, stranded in the shallows, possibly fathom the vast profundity of a god's realm?! If you dare bark another word slandering my granddaughter Qian Renxue, I shall personally come to your door tomorrow, crush your bones to dust, and wipe out your entire clan!
Boom!
The instant the words "Great Enshrined · Qian Daoliu" appeared out of nowhere in a blaze of golden light, many who knew of Qian Daoliu's fearsome reputation broke out in a cold sweat.
Qian Daoliu!
The Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall!
Unrivaled in the Sky, one of the three Level 99 Limit Douluo alive in the world today!
Was he actually joining in?
Inside Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang looked at the glittering golden comment with a bewildered expression and a sneer.
Who was Qian Daoliu?
Yu Xiaogang had spent the first half of his life being ostracized by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the latter half hiding from place to place before living in seclusion in a backwater like Nuoding City. The only people he usually encountered were country Soul Masters, so how could he know the deepest secrets of Spirit Hall's Worship Hall?!
As far as he knew, Pope Bibi Dong was the highest authority in Spirit Hall!
As for this Qian Daoliu, he had never even heard of him. He was probably just some furious old coot of a Soul Douluo from Spirit Hall, jumping out to frighten people!
Yu Xiaogang's pride was thoroughly provoked. His face flushed red, and he fired back on the sky screen!
[Grandmaster · Yu Xiaogang]: Qian Daoliu? What kind of rat are you, daring to bark and snarl here!
[Grandmaster · Yu Xiaogang]: I am the Grandmaster! I am a master of theory renowned throughout the continent! Truth will always be on my side! Threatening me with violence only proves how guilty Spirit Hall feels!
[Grandmaster · Yu Xiaogang]: Qian Renxue's shattered Martial Soul is an irreversible fact. Even if you kill me, you cannot change her fate of becoming a cripple without a Martial Soul! Your humiliation has turned to anger, but it's nothing more than impotent rage!
Seeing Yu Xiaogang actually point his finger in Qian Daoliu's face and curse him without knowing the danger he was in, his father, Yu Yuanzhen, was too frightened to speak.
This... this Yu Xiaogang truly didn't know how to write the word "death"!
Inside the Worship Hall.
Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo was so angry at the sight of Yu Xiaogang's disgraceful behavior that he laughed.
What a lofty status his elder brother held! How could he be expected to roll around in the mud with a toad like that every day?
Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze turned cold as he spoke.
"Elder brother, don't be angry. For a self-important man like him who would rather die than lose face, I have ten thousand ways to make him wish he were dead!"
Before his voice had faded.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's comments appeared in turn.
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: Tsk, tsk, tsk. I've lived for over a hundred years, yet I've never seen such a brazen, shameless jumping clown!
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: Yu Xiaogang, why are you putting on airs as some righteous, high-minded master of theory? That so-called "Martial Soul Core Competitiveness" of yours!
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: Which part of it wasn't copied from Spirit Hall's top-secret texts back when you shamelessly lived off a woman and snuck peeks at them in our Library Pavilion?
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: You stole the hard work of Spirit Hall's predecessors, changed a few words, slapped your own name on it, and went around deceiving people. And now you have the nerve to step forward as the continent's mentor?
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: If you truly understood theory, how come you couldn't even improve your own Luo Sanpao? You spent your whole life stuck at Level 29, a worthless pig and dog who can do nothing but fart!
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: You have no cultivation of your own, stole the fruits of others' labor, lived off a woman and were kicked out, and can't even enter your own clan's ancestral hall. You will die without descendants, yet you dare spout nonsense about Spirit Hall's young master?
[Second Worship · Golden Crocodile Douluo]: If I were you, I'd have plunged headfirst into a cesspit and drowned long ago. How could I still have the face to make a spectacle of myself before the whole continent? Did living off a woman taste good?!
Boom!
Every word struck at the heart, laid bare before every living soul on the continent!
He plagiarized Spirit Hall's texts?!
Lived off a woman and stole secrets?!
Stuck at Level 29 and only able to fart?!
At Shrek's base.
Yu Xiaogang had been preparing to receive the admiration of the entire continent, but the moment he made out Golden Crocodile Douluo's blood-red comments, he froze on the spot.
With that past laid bare before the continent, he would lose all face.
And now everyone on the entire continent could actually see it?!
"Pfft!"
Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fell stiffly backward!
"Teacher! Teacher, what's wrong?!"
Tang San's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward in a single stride and caught Yu Xiaogang.
But Yu Xiaogang, in his arms, had already been overcome by rage. Foaming at the mouth, he had fallen completely unconscious.
In the Worship Hall.
Qian Daoliu watched the Grandmaster's remarks on the sky screen come to an abrupt halt, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.
He slowly turned to Golden Crocodile Douluo and spoke, his eyes full of laughter.
"Second brother, well said!"