Gangzi, You Can Fight If You Want, but I Advise You Not to Fart, or I'll Get Very Angry

"Oh, sure enough, Tang San and Gangzi are here too!"

Once Aiven confirmed that this little girl was Xiao Wu, he had guessed that Tang San and Yu Xiaogang might be nearby as well.

Sure enough, here they came.

"This bastard! Doesn't he know how to treat a girl with tenderness at all? I'm such a cute girl, yet he treated me like this and hit me in the face. Bad guy!"

"If I still had the power of my hundred-thousand-year cultivation, I would've eaten you all already!!" Xiao Wu was furious, her face full of Resentful Thoughts as she glared at Aiven and Lu Bu in indignation.

She had been a powerful Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in the Star Dou Great Forest, with the Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Bull Python as her two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast underlings. How imposing and proud had she once been?

Even after taking human form and cultivating anew, everything had gone smoothly. She had quickly become the Eldest Sister of Notting Academy. She had always been the one beating others—when had anyone ever beaten her?

Xiao Wu felt utterly stifled, miserable, and furious. She could not swallow this humiliation.

She wished she could get up and rush over to beat and kick Aiven senseless, but Lu Bu's slap had left her limbs numb and her entire body weak. She could not muster any strength at all.

The skin on Xiao Wu's left cheek had split from Lu Bu's slap, swollen red like a pig's face.

Tang San asked anxiously, "Xiao Wu, are you alright?"

Xiao Wu looked deeply wronged, tears welling in her eyes. "Th-they bullied me~! They suddenly attacked me while I wasn't prepared. Brother, teach them a lesson for me!"

"I understand, Xiao Wu. Don't worry. I'll definitely teach them a proper lesson for you."

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his eyes already turning red with Red Eye Disease as he stared coldly at Aiven.

Two rules from the general principles of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record flashed through his mind.

Rule Three: Once you determine that an opponent is an enemy, as long as they deserve death, do not show mercy.

Rule Five: Tang Sect disciples must not easily provoke trouble, but if someone takes the initiative to offend them, repay them with thunderous force!

Tang San said with a gloomy expression, "You dared to injure Xiao Wu. Kneel and apologize to her, or I will never let you off easily."

Aiven shook his head disdainfully. "Why don't you ask us why we hit her first?"

"You turned my beloved Xiao Wu into this. No matter the reason, you will pay the price today!" Tang San said forcefully.

"Heh."

In other words, they could bully others, but if anyone bullied them—whether they were right or wrong—that was unacceptable?

"Beloved Xiao Wu? You're already in love? You're only seven," Aiven said, shaking his head.

Tang San's preferences really were unbelievably twisted. Aiven could not possibly agree with them.

In his previous life, this bastard had been thirty years old when he stole and secretly learned the Tang Sect's Secret Techniques, only to be driven into jumping off a cliff to his death.

Then he had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent. By now, his mental age was around forty—a middle-aged man.

For a middle-aged man with the mind of a forty-year-old to develop such feelings for a little girl he believed was only seven... just how perverted and disgusting did he have to be?

Aiven truly shook his head. "I can't even be bothered dealing with people like you. Take your beloved Xiao Wu and get lost. Stop courting death."

Tang San's face turned cold as he said domineeringly, "It seems you have no intention of kneeling and apologizing. Then prepare to pay the price."

With that, Tang San prepared to make his move.

Aiven was speechless.

Did he really not know what kind of terrifying combat power was standing beside him?

Seeing this, Aiven no longer indulged him. "Fine, fine, fine. You insist on humiliating yourselves? Then I'll grant your wish."

"Wait! Little San, leave this matter to your teacher."

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and stopped Tang San.

As Tang San's teacher, Yu Xiaogang had never properly fulfilled a teacher's responsibility by stepping forward to protect his student and teach others a lesson whenever conflicts arose outside.

Today was an opportunity.

Tang San already had Level 16 Soul Power. Seeing his disciple grow stronger and stronger, soon surpassing him as a teacher—becoming more impressive and stronger than him—

if he did not step out and show off now, he might not get another chance later.

Moreover, Xiao Wu had just said that the other side had suddenly attacked her, which meant it had been a sneak attack.

On top of that, Aiven was only a child, while Lu Bu looked barely over thirty.

Even if they were Soul Masters, the chances of them having a higher cultivation level than Yu Xiaogang were not great.

Yu Xiaogang put on a dignified, stern expression. "When you are out in the world, you must take responsibility for your actions. You injured one of our people, yet you refuse to kneel and apologize."

"Then I can only teach you a proper lesson on behalf of my disciple."

Lu Bu was about to act as well, but Aiven stopped him.

He had decided to personally teach Yu Xiaogang and Tang San a lesson. "Lu Bu, stand down. I'll handle this."

Then he looked at Yu Xiaogang with utter disdain. "Trash like you should stop making a fool of yourself. Otherwise, you'll lose all face in front of your disciple in a moment."

Yu Xiaogang immediately flew into a rage upon hearing that. What he hated most in his life was being called trash.

He roared, "At such a young age, you dare speak so recklessly. Today, I will teach you a proper lesson in your elders' stead!"

"You don't really think that, at your age, you can be my opponent, do you?"

As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang threw a punch, his face full of confidence and contempt for Aiven.

He was a Level 29 Soul Grandmaster, nearly fifty years old. Could he not defeat a six-year-old child?

What a joke!

In Yu Xiaogang's eyes, Aiven was simply courting death by trying to fight him himself.

"If you want to fight, then fight, but I advise you not to fart. If you stink me up, I'll get very angry." Aiven stood calmly where he was.

Yu Xiaogang: "?????"

How did he know my Spirit Empire could fart?

"You little thing courting death."

Just as Yu Xiaogang's fist was about to strike, a powerful fluctuation of Soul Power suddenly surged from Aiven's body.

"Power of the Nation!"

Aiven's power rose to the level of a Soul Elder, and he attacked in that instant.

Bang!

One punch sent Yu Xiaogang staggering back several meters!

"H-how is this possible!!" Yu Xiaogang was shocked beyond belief.

How could a six-year-old child possess such formidable Soul Power?

But he had no time to think. Yu Xiaogang immediately summoned his Spirit Empire.

"Come out, Luo San Pao!"

"First Soul Skill, Fart Like Thunder, Blast Heaven and Shatter Earth Luo San!"

Aiven sensed in advance that Yu Xiaogang really was about to fart, and he became furious.

Before Yu Xiaogang could release it, Aiven erupted with his fastest speed and charged forward.

"Fuck! I already told you not to fart, and you still want to fart at me! You're courting death!!"

A ruthless look appeared on Aiven's face. Before Yu Xiaogang could release his Soul Skill, he smashed him to the ground with a vicious punch.

Bang!

"Uwaaahhh~!!"

Yu Xiaogang let out an incomparably miserable scream as his body slammed heavily into the ground.

This scene shocked everyone present.

"This is impossible...! How could such a young child possess such terrifying strength?!" Yu Xiaogang was completely terrified.