Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the two yellow Spirit Rings beneath his feet, a trace of pride flashing through his eyes.
Although he was only Rank 29, his two Spirit Rings were genuine Hundred-Year Spirit Rings!
Dealing with an ordinary old gatekeeper would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?
"Old fool, do you see this? This is the power of a Soul Master!"
Yu Xiaogang held his nose high and looked coldly at Li Yusong.
"I'll give you one last chance. Kneel immediately, kowtow and admit your mistake, then get in there and call Flender out for me! Otherwise, the power of my mutated martial soul, Luo Sanpao, is not something your old bones can withstand!"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang's arrogant, invincible air, then at the two pitiful yellow Spirit Rings beneath his feet and that "Luo Sanpao" that looked like a complete joke...
Li Yusong, reclining in his rocking chair, was stunned for a moment.
Then...
"Pfft—hahahahahaha!"
Li Yusong clutched his stomach and burst into unrestrained laughter, laughing so hard tears nearly came out!
"Oh, I'm dying! This old man is going to die laughing!"
Still laughing, Li Yusong pointed his palm-leaf fan at Yu Xiaogang.
"I thought you were some hidden expert, but after all that, you only brought out two Hundred-Year Spirit Rings? And this... what the hell is this thing? Neither pig nor dog—this is your martial soul? Did you come here to perform circus tricks for me?"
"You're courting death!"
Yu Xiaogang was utterly enraged by Li Yusong's laughter. He felt he had suffered an unprecedented humiliation!
"Sanpao! Give him a taste of your power! First Soul Skill—Thunderous Fart, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"
Yu Xiaogang roared and directly gave the order to attack!
"Luo, luo!"
Upon receiving the command,