Special Soul Skill, Reign Over the World!

Despite being several meters apart, Luo Sanpao felt an irresistible, terrifying suction pulling at him. His body flew forward uncontrollably, utterly unable to resist this exquisite manipulation of soul power.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly channeled his soul power, attempting to retract his martial soul.

However, the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon technique was incomparably profound, utilizing leverage to redirect force and manipulate objects from a distance, far surpassing ordinary soul power control.

No matter how he struggled, Luo Sanpao continued to follow the suction, hurtling rapidly toward Qin Yun.

Qin Yun flipped his wrist, and the force shifted abruptly.

The pull instantly turned into a push, and a sharp burst of soul power enveloped Luo Sanpao, launching him like a cannonball straight toward Yu Xiaogang's face!

The speed was like lightning, leaving no time for any reaction!

"Ugh—!"

Yu Xiaogang let out a startled cry and tried to dodge, but the momentum of his own martial soul dragged him forward, making it impossible to retreat.

The next moment.

The massive Luo Sanpao was shoved directly into Yu Xiaogang's mouth by Qin Yun using the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!

It blocked his mouth and nose perfectly, leaving no gaps.

Luo Sanpao was the very source of the stench, his body harboring a massive amount of unreleased, filthy soul power.

Now pressed directly against his nose and mouth, the intensely concentrated toxic stench surged wildly into Yu Xiaogang's nasal cavity, throat, and internal organs.

The foul-smelling fart soul skill he had previously used to attack his enemy was now completely backfiring on himself.

The stench, the stinging sensation, the dizziness, the numbness—countless negative sensations assaulted Yu Xiaogang's body.

Of course, beyond these physical factors, what Gangzi found most unbearable was the mental trauma.

To put it politely, he had withstood a strike from a Golden Sacred Dragon cub with the body of a mortal!

To put it bluntly, he had been forced to eat one of Luo Sanpao's farts!

Such an encounter, let alone for someone as obsessed with face as Gangzi, would be difficult for even an ordinary person to accept.

And so, Gangzi's eyes bulged wide, unable to spit it out or swallow it down.

The pervasive stench spread wildly through his mouth and chest, and the backlash of his soul power was violent.

After holding on for only a few breaths.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale and sickly green, his eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he swayed before collapsing straight to the ground, knocked unconscious by the stench released by his own martial soul.

Luo Sanpao dissipated, but the pungent, lingering odor remained in the courtyard.

The entire scene was deathly silent, and Tang San, who had witnessed this with his own eyes, was dumbfounded.

No one had expected that the famous Master Yu Xiaogang, whose strength far exceeded that of a child, would resort to such dishonorable tactics, attempting to use a sneak attack to teach a six-year-old a lesson.

In the end, not only did he fail, but he was dodged by the opponent's movement technique, controlled by their skill, and had his own martial soul shoved into his mouth, literally being knocked out by the smell.

This experience is truly more exciting than the storytelling at the teahouse!

Tang San couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

However, this also proved one thing in silence: compared to the Sect Master, Master Yu Xiaogang was nothing but a fart!

Such a pathetic loser, and he actually had the nerve to ask me to take him as a master. He truly has no idea what he is!

Meanwhile, just as Tang San was watching Gangzi with cold eyes and mocking him.

Qin Yun slowly retracted his stance from the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon and stood calmly in place, his breathing steady.

Although the previous battle had consumed some soul power, because he was standing next to Tang San, his cultivation speed and soul power recovery were increased by 100%.

While it wasn't quite a perpetual motion machine, this minor consumption was nothing; his mana bar had been refilled within a few breaths.

As for Gangzi...

Unlike Tang San's shock, Qin Yun had not forgotten the previous wager!

He lifted his palm slightly, and as his soul power flowed, he used the Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon technique to pull the belt tied around Gangzi's waist toward him.

Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges!

It was a decent storage soul tool and also the most valuable item on Gangzi's person.

Because of its practicality, there were even imitations of this thing ten thousand years later in the second generation of Douluo.

However, at the end of the day, it's just a storage soul tool suited for hidden weapons.

The one-cubic-meter limit is quite significant; it's nowhere near as convenient as my own storage ring.

And... System, speak!

[Incredible, the Host not only won the wager but actually defeated the Dragon God Douluo Mu En head-on with the body of a child. Although the opponent was severely injured and backlashed by his own Golden Sacred Dragon martial soul, and the Host merely took advantage of the situation, the wager was won by the Host nonetheless!]

[Reward: Mu En's Self-Created Soul Skill, Reign Over the World!]

Reign Over the World?

Unlike Gangzi, Mu En truly possessed many treasures, and Reign Over the World was the cream of the crop among them!

It was a combat technique Mu En created by fusing spiritual power with physical attacks.

It was not a Soul Skill, yet it surpassed any Soul Skill!

It could be applied to any Soul Skill, though it could only fuse spiritual power into physical attacks.

Once Reign Over the World shattered an opponent, their confidence would be shattered along with it.

No matter when they faced the user again, they would be left with an unshakable feeling that they could never contend with someone who wielded Reign Over the World.

Furthermore, although Reign Over the World could not be applied to long-range attacks, it could be imbued into a weapon before throwing it.

With this thing, as long as I defeat someone once, it will be impossible for them to ever surpass me again!

In this moment, Qin Yun recalled a quote brimming with profound karma.

I will give you time to catch up, until I am beyond your reach!

After carefully absorbing the instilled knowledge and fully mastering [Reign Over the World].

He felt the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges; it was cool to the touch.

Warm, smooth soul power patterns spread across his palm, and he could clearly sense that the small belt concealed a significant storage space.

Although it was a fine piece of craftsmanship, for Qin Yun, who had his sights set on much greater things, the item held no appeal.

Without a shred of attachment, he turned and looked at Tang San, who stood beside him in a daze.

Tang San was currently filled with shock, the scene of Qin Yun crushing Yu Xiaogang still echoing in his mind.

Seeing him holding this Soul Tool belt, which was clearly an extraordinary item, and walking straight toward him, Tang San couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Xiao San, take this."

Qin Yun shoved the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges directly into Tang San's hands, his tone indifferent yet carrying an air that brooked no refusal.

"This thing is far more useful to you than it is to me!"

Seeing Tang San's bewildered expression, Qin Yun explained softly, his words carrying a gravity that only the two of them could understand.

"Xiao San, you don't understand!

You and I are both of the Tang Sect. When Tang Sect disciples walk the world, we carry many hidden weapons, poisons, and miscellaneous items; ordinary cloth bags are difficult to store them in and easily expose our identities.

This Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges is a storage Soul Tool with twenty-four cubic meters of space inside. It is highly discreet and can perfectly conceal all kinds of Tang Sect equipment, so you won't have to worry about your personal belongings revealing your secrets.

For a Tang Sect disciple, this is an essential item as precious as one's own life—it couldn't be more suitable."

"Sect Master, I..."

Tang San clearly wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, they were reduced to a choke.

He gripped the Soul Tool belt tightly, his fingertips trembling slightly as turbulent waves surged in his heart.