Ning Rongrong burst out laughing again.
It was not just her. Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Aimi, and Meng Yiran all laughed as well.
"This is too funny!"
Ning Rongrong leaned against Dugu Yan beside her, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
"Clearly, he is the ignorant one, yet he is still so arrogantly self-righteous."
Lu Duzhou could not be bothered to waste words on Yu Xiaogang.
Previously, he had been alone and weak. He had thought that if Yu Xiaogang had the sense to accept, he would not have minded giving him a bit of good fortune and helping his Martial Soul evolve.
But unfortunately, not only had this guy refused to take him in, he had insulted him several times as well.
Naturally, he would no longer help Yu Xiaogang.
From then on, Yu Xiaogang had been nothing but a clown in his eyes, not worth his attention at all.
He had only come for the Three Year Agreement this time to provide an excuse for obtaining his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Not wanting to waste any more time, he looked at Dai Mubai.
"Lu Duzhou, Land Martial Soul, four-ringed Soul Ancestor."
"Make your move! Use everything you have, or you will not get another chance to attack."
Everyone stepped back, leaving an empty clearing.
Oscar spread his hands and chanted:
"I, your father, have a Pink Bubble Sausage!"
After he spoke, a pink sausage formed and was tossed to Dai Mubai.
He then made two more in succession, giving one to Ma Hongjun and eating the other himself.
After swallowing the sausage, Dai Mubai fixed Lu Duzhou with a sharp gaze.
"Your Soul Power Levels may be high, but a blade of grass, a patch of land, and a rabbit are all Waste Martial Souls!"
"I'll show you the combat power