Yu Xiaogang: Yu Xiaotian Will Be Beaten Soundly!

"8 years old, 18th Rank?"

Tang San's brows furrowed tightly as he calculated rapidly in his mind.

"If it's only that, it's not frightening."

"Innate Full Soul Power at 10th Rank, improving 4 ranks a year—that's nothing special."

"But what's terrifying is that Yu Xiaotian started from Innate 6th Rank Soul Power!"

"From 6th to 18th Rank, that's a leap of 12 whole ranks!"

"An average improvement of nearly 6 ranks per year!"

"That's practically heaven-defying."

Tang San felt an unprecedented pressure bearing down on him.

The Sky Screen continued to shift.

[Thunder Academy sent a letter, inviting guidance for the Four Elements Academy exchange match.]

[Yu Yuanzhen pointed at the letter on the table, his brow slightly furrowed, as if weighing the pros and cons.]

[Thunder Academy and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan shared a deep connection.]

[This academy specialized in teaching lightning-attribute martial souls.]

[It was indirectly supported by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, mainly recruiting disciples from the clan's collateral branches.]

[Though framed as guidance, this was actually the clan inspecting its reserve forces—a display of power as well.]

[And for such an occasion, the most suitable person to go was naturally the Young Master, Yu Xiaotian!]

["Xiaotian may be gifted, but he's still young."]

[Yu Yuanzhen mused.]

["Let someone else go."]

["Xiaotian's body hasn't fully grown yet. I know those brats at Thunder Academy—they don't hold back."]

["If he gets hurt, it would be the Sect's loss."]

["Big Brother, that's where you're wrong."]

[Yu Luomian, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.]

[His eyes flickered, seeming well-intentioned but hiding sharp barbs.]

["Since Xiaotian is the future hope of our Sect, even the future Young Sect Master, he can't be a flower in a greenhouse."]

[Yu Luomian's righteous demeanor would move anyone who saw it.]

["Relying on medicine to boost soul power all the time will inevitably leave his foundation shaky."]

["He truly needs some experience."]

["Besides, those brats at Thunder Academy are all arrogant. If Xiaotian can subdue them, it won't just hone his combat skills—it will also establish the Young Master's authority early."]

["This is a win-win situation."]

[Yu Luomian sneered inwardly.]

[On the surface, he was all high-minded, but in his heart, the abacus was clacking away.]

["Even if you're a genius, you're only eight years old."]

["If you go and get beaten black and blue by a bunch of collateral disciples and ordinary students, coming back in tears—"]

["What face will you have left to continue the bet?"]

["The Three-Year Agreement will just be a joke!"]

[Just as Yu Yuanzhen was still hesitating, a clear voice came from outside the door.]

["Second Uncle is right."]

[Yu Xiaotian walked in from outside, his expression calm.]

[Everyone turned to see Yu Xiaotian in fitted battle attire.]

[He showed no fear, only a hint of eager excitement.]

["Only the weak pick their opponents."]

[He walked to the center of the hall, his gaze sweeping over all the elders present, finally stopping on Yu Luomian.]

[That look seemed to say: Second Uncle, I've seen through your little scheme long ago.]

["Since Second Uncle thinks so highly of me, I'll take on this trip to Thunder Academy."]

In the Black World.

Shrek Academy.

Everyone watching this scene was stunned.

Knowing it was a provocation, he still chose to accept it?

How confident was he in his own strength?

Dai Mubai rubbed his chin and smiled bitterly. "This is way more arrogant than I was as a kid."

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but complain. "If an 18th Rank Soul Master challenged me, even if he was only eight years old, I'd still think he was overestimating himself! After all, the physical gap is just too big."

Oscar shook his head. "Not necessarily. Look at his eyes—he definitely has a trump card. But that old bastard Yu Luomian is really sneaky."

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaogang watched this scene, excitement flickering in his eyes.

"He accepted! He actually accepted!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Yu Xiaotian!"

"Do you think this is some kind of game!"

Yu Xiaogang had no faith in Yu Xiaotian at all!

He desperately wanted to see Yu Xiaotian lose face!

Just then, a commotion came from outside the door.

"Let me in!"

Liu Erlong's fiery voice rang out.

She had come to find him just then, but was stopped by the guards.

But Yu Xiaogang didn't hear a thing at that moment.

His eyes were glued to the Sky Screen.

Anticipating the moment of humiliation that was about to come.

White World.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

All the disciples were fired up by Yu Xiaotian's words, "Only the weak pick their opponents."

"Lord Xiaotian is mighty!"

"So cool! Even as a kid, Lord Xiaotian was this domineering!"

The younger disciples' blood boiled.

They wished they could rush to the Martial Arts Arena right now and fight three hundred rounds.

Bibi Dong sat beside Yu Xiaotian.

Watching the small figure on the Sky Screen, her eyes were full of tenderness.

She couldn't help but turn her head and say:

"So there was actually something like this back then?"

Yu Xiaotian smiled lightly and waved his hand modestly.

"It was just average."

"At the time, I mainly wanted to find some sparring partners for Sanpao, and incidentally recruit a few henchmen."

The Sky Screen continued.

[Thunder Academy, Martial Arts Arena]

[A group of fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youths were sweating it out]

[Lightning flashed, and thunderous booms rang out continuously]

[This place gathered the top geniuses of Thunder Academy's current generation]

[They were members of the Thunder Team, each one an elite carefully selected by their clan]

["Did you hear? The clan is sending someone to guide us."]

[A tall, muscular youth with lightning snakes coiling around his arms stopped moving.]

[He was the current captain—Lei Bufan!]

[He casually wiped off his sweat, his tone full of amusement and disdain.]

["They say it's an eight-year-old milk-drinker!"]

["Are you kidding me?"]

[The surrounding trainees burst into laughter]

["Eight years old? Hahahaha! He's not even as tall as my leg, right?"]

["Is he here to teach us how to drink milk?"]

["Is the clan out of people? Or are they insulting us?"]

["No matter whose son he is, if he dares to boss me around—"]

["I'll show him that the Thunder Academy's Martial Arts Arena isn't a playground for kids!"]

["I'll make him cry and run back to his mother!"]

[In that moment, the air was thick with gunpowder.]

White World.

Thunder Academy.

At this moment, Thunder Academy.

The atmosphere had become strangely bizarre.

Lei Dong, who had already joined the Thunder Academy team.

Was staring at his own father with a look of astonishment.

The current Thunder Academy Dean of Discipline, Lei Bufan.

"Dad, are you that awesome?"

Lei Dong pointed at the Sky Screen, his face full of disbelief.

"You actually dared to say that to Lord Yu Xiaotian back then?"

"And you wanted to make him cry and run back to his mother?"

"You're way too bold! That's the current Limit Douluo!"

Lei Bufan sat in his office, his face turning green.

He had always maintained an image of authority and composure in front of his son and students.

At this moment, that filter shattered into pieces.

He coughed awkwardly twice.

His old face flushed red, and he didn't even know how to respond.

"Ahem, well, youthful arrogance, youthful arrogance..."

"Who knew that freak... cough, that lord was already that terrifying back then!"

After all, he had been...

Yu Tianxin, also a member of the Thunder Team, was nearby.

He struggled to hold back his laughter.

Putting on a serious face, he looked at Lei Bufan.

He naturally knew how it had ended.

But saying it out loud like this.

Wouldn't be too kind to Lei Bufan, who had already become a teacher at Thunder Academy.

"Ahem, Dean Lei was also acting with good intentions back then, good intentions."

Yu Tianxin was having a hard time suppressing his laughter.

Black World.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Yu Xiaogang watched this scene.

Watching those Thunder Academy students with their fierce expressions.

The satisfaction in his heart was practically overflowing.

"Yes! That's it!"

"Lei Bufan! I remember this guy! He had the dirtiest tricks when he was young!"

"Fight! Beat him to a pulp!"