Though they were several meters apart, Luo Sanpao felt an irresistible, terrifying force tugging at him. His body flew forward against his will, utterly unable to resist the exquisitely controlled pull of Soul Power.
Yu Xiaogang's expression changed dramatically. He hurriedly urged his Soul Power, trying to recall his Martial Soul.
But Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon was an incredibly subtle technique: using an opponent's force against them and manipulating objects from afar. It far surpassed ordinary Soul Power control.
No matter how he struggled, Luo Sanpao continued to follow the pull, hurtling toward Qin Yun.
Qin Yun's wrist turned, and the force abruptly shifted.
The pull instantly became a push. Fierce Soul Power wrapped around Luo Sanpao, and like a cannonball, he shot straight toward Yu Xiaogang's face!
He was as fast as lightning. There was no time to react!
"Ugh—!"
Yu Xiaogang cried out in alarm and tried to dodge, but the momentum of his own Martial Soul carried him forward, leaving him unable to retreat.
The next moment,
Qin Yun used Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon to force the enormous Luo Sanpao straight into Yu Xiaogang's own mouth!
It plugged his mouth and nose perfectly, fitting so tightly there wasn't a gap.
Luo Sanpao was the very source of the stench, and his body had accumulated a vast amount of foul Soul Power that he had yet to release.
Now pressed right against Yu Xiaogang's mouth and nose, the intensely concentrated poisonous fumes and stench surged into his nostrils, throat, and internal organs.
The stench from the farting Soul Skill he had used to attack his enemy now rebounded upon him in full.
Acrid stink, dizziness, numbness—the countless unpleasant sensations battered Yu Xiaogang's body.
Of course, beyond all the physical effects, what Gangzi couldn't accept most of all was the mental anguish.
High emotional intelligence: with a mortal's body, he withstood a blow from a Golden Sacred Dragon hatchling!
Low emotional intelligence: he got a mouthful of Luo Sanpao's fart!
Anyone would have found such an experience hard to stomach, let alone someone like Gangzi, who cared so much about his pride.
Sure enough, Gangzi's eyes bulged wide. He couldn't spit it out or swallow it.
The stench spread wildly through his mouth and chest, and the backlash from the Soul Power was brutal.
After only a few seconds of this,
Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale, then green. His eyes rolled back, and his body went limp and wobbly. Right there, he was knocked unconscious by the stench released by his own Martial Soul, collapsing stiffly to the ground and lying motionless.
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Luo Sanpao vanished soon after, but the courtyard still reeked with a sharp stench that lingered for a long time.
The whole place fell silent. Tang San, who had witnessed it all, was also left dumbfounded.
No one could have imagined that the renowned Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, whose strength far surpassed that of a child,
would try to teach a six-year-old a lesson with a sneak attack, throwing honor to the winds,
only to fail—and instead have his opponent dodge with agile footwork, control his movements with a deft technique, and stuff his own Martial Soul into his mouth, where the stench knocked him out cold.
"This is even more exciting than the stories told at the teahouse!"
Tang San couldn't help exclaiming inwardly.
But this also proved one thing beyond any doubt: compared with the Sect Master, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was nothing but a fart!
"A little scumbag like him thinks he's worthy of being my master? What a joke!"
Meanwhile, as Tang San watched Gangzi with cold disdain and mocked him,
Qin Yun slowly lowered his Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon stance and stood calmly in place, his breathing steady.
The earlier fight had cost him some Soul Power, but he was standing next to Tang San, which increased both his cultivation speed and Soul Power recovery by 100%.
It wasn't enough to make the meter run backward, but that small expenditure was nothing. In just a few breaths, his blue bar had refilled completely.
As for Gangzi...
Unlike Tang San, who was still reeling with shock, Qin Yun hadn't forgotten their earlier bet!
He raised a hand slightly and channeled his Soul Power, giving a small tug with Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon. The belt tied around Gangzi's waist flew over to him.
Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges!
It was a decent Storage Soul Tool, and also the most valuable thing Gangzi owned.
Thanks to its practical design, a replica of this very item was still around ten thousand years later, in Douluo II.
"But in the end, it's just a Storage Soul Tool made to accommodate Hidden Weapons!
Its one-cubic-meter limit is far from generous, and it's nowhere near as convenient as my Storage Ring.
And besides... System, speak up!"
[Unbelievable! Not only did the host win the bet, but he also defeated Dragon God Douluo Mu En head-on while in a child's body. Although the opponent's serious injury was caused by the backlash from his own Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, and the host merely took advantage of the situation, the host was still the winner of the bet!] [Reward: Mu En's Self-Created Soul Skill, Reign Over the World!]
Reign Over the World?
Unlike Gangzi, Mu En really did have plenty of good things, and Reign Over the World was one of the best!
It was a combat technique Mu En had created by fusing spiritual power with physical attacks.
It wasn't a Soul Skill, yet it was even better than one!
It could be applied to any Soul Skill, but only by fusing spiritual power with a physical attack.
Once Reign Over the World defeated an opponent, it would shatter their confidence as well.
Whenever they faced its user again, they would feel that they had no way to stand against him.
What's more, although Reign Over the World couldn't be applied to long-range attacks, it could be infused into a weapon and thrown.
"Now that I have this, once I defeat someone, they'll never surpass me again!"
In this moment, Qin Yun was reminded of a boast that carried the weight of a great karmic cause.
I'll give you time to catch up, until I'm beyond your reach!
After carefully experiencing the knowledge transmitted to him and fully mastering [Reign Over the World],
he felt the coolness of Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges beneath his fingers.
The smooth Soul Power patterns spread from his palm. He could clearly feel that the small belt concealed a sizable storage space.
It was a fine little item, but for Qin Yun, who had far greater ambitions, it held no appeal at all.
Without a hint of reluctance, he turned toward Tang San, who stood beside him, still dumbstruck.
Tang San was utterly shocked. The scene of Qin Yun crushing Yu Xiaogang was still replaying in his mind.
Now he saw Qin Yun holding a Soul Tool belt that was clearly no ordinary item and walking straight toward him. His eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face.
"Xiao San, take it."
Qin Yun placed Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges directly into Tang San's hands. His tone was calm, but left no room for refusal.
"This thing is far more useful to you than it is to me!"
Seeing Tang San's bewildered expression, Qin Yun quietly explained, his words carrying a solemnity only the two of them understood.
"Xiao San, you don't know!
You and I are both members of the Tang Sect. When our disciples travel the world, we carry plenty of Hidden Weapons, poisons, and other odds and ends. Ordinary cloth bags can hardly hold them all, and they can easily give away our identities.
Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges is a Storage Soul Tool with twenty-four cubic meters of space inside. It's highly discreet and can conceal all kinds of Tang Sect tools perfectly, so you don't have to worry about your belongings revealing their secrets.
For a Tang Sect disciple, it's a personal possession as precious as life itself. It couldn't be more suitable for you."
"Sect Master, I..."
Tang San clearly wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, all that came out was a choked sob.
He clenched the Soul Tool belt in his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly as waves of emotion surged through him.
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