The Snow Empress Was Amused by Yu Xiaogang

He pondered to himself:

Could it be... that I misjudged him just now? Although his soul power is low, if he can form a combination that shook the continent with others, perhaps he truly possesses some real talent that ordinary people cannot reach? Or maybe he has some terrifying trump card?

After all, in his previous life in the Tang Sect, Tang San had heard of many martial arts anecdotes. Some senior experts liked to play the pig to eat the tiger, or their cultivation had stagnated due to practicing some special technique, yet their actual combat ability remained extremely astonishing.

However, this thought had barely surfaced in Tang San's mind when it was ruthlessly shattered by the playful and mocking laughter of Xue Bingchen.

"Heh... the Golden Iron Triangle?"

Xue Bingchen crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at the furious Yu Xiaogang with eyes full of pity and ridicule, as if looking at a clown.

"If I recall correctly, that is ancient history from many years ago, isn't it? Furthermore, I heard that the so-called Golden Iron Triangle fell apart and became a mere shell of its former self long ago because someone was cowardly, incompetent, and fled the battlefield?"

Xue Bingchen hooked his lips into a sarcastic arc, deliberately drawing out his voice to tease:

"Besides, the other two are at least Soul Emperor or Soul Saint level by now."

"And you?"

Xue Bingchen's gaze swept up and down over Yu Xiaogang, and he let out a scoff:

"A Soul Grand Master who can't even break through to level thirty and has been stuck at level twenty-nine for decades, yet you have the nerve to keep the words 'shook the continent' on your lips every day? Your skin is truly thicker than the Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice of the Far North. You aren't gilding your own face; you are smearing the reputations of those other two experts!"

The meaning behind Xue Bingchen's words could not have been clearer.

He was practically pointing at Yu Xiaogang's nose and calling him a good-for-nothing who only knew how to brag and ride on the coattails of others!

Hearing this, Tang San, standing to the side, immediately reacted, feeling a sense of absurdity and ridiculousness.

That's right!

Tang San suddenly realized:

A Soul Grand Master in his twenties, in this world where the strong prey on the weak, can barely even protect himself. How could he possibly shake the continent? This bragging is completely devoid of logic!

Thinking of this, the way Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang shifted entirely to the gaze one gives a swindler, and the trace of awe in his heart vanished instantly.

Sensing the change in Tang San's eyes, Yu Xiaogang nearly went insane!

The past he was most proud of had been dismissed as worthless by the young man before him!

"What do you know! You ignorant, wet-behind-the-ears brat!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned blood-red, and he roared hysterically:

"The reason we, the Golden Iron Triangle, could shake the continent was never about individual levels! It relied on the perfect Martial Soul Fusion Skill centered around me! Without my theoretical guidance and coordination, they wouldn't have been able to unleash that kind of power at all!"

"Since you are so stubborn, today, I will let you, this arrogant fool who knows nothing of the heights of the world, witness what a true Martial Soul is!"

Consumed by rage, Yu Xiaogang completely lost his reason.

He decided to teach this hateful white-haired youth a lesson he would never forget!

At the same time, he calculated inwardly:

Although this brat is devilishly handsome and has an extraordinary air about him—his style is different from ordinary people—this is Notting City! A remote border town! What kind of peerless expert could possibly appear in such a small place?

Judging by his age, he is at most a young man in his early twenties; perhaps he is just a senior student here to study at Notting Academy! As a dignified level twenty-nine Soul Grand Master, surely I can teach a student a lesson?

With this self-comforting judgment, Yu Xiaogang's confidence surged.

He took a fierce step forward, quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest, struck an exaggerated pose he deemed domineering, and roared at the sky:

"Come forth! Heaven-Shattering and Earth-Splitting—Luo! San! Pao!"

This roar was filled with momentum, shaking the surrounding leaves until they rustled.

That resolute posture of unleashing his Martial Soul without hesitation, combined with the incredibly domineering name of the Martial Soul, actually managed to bluff the inexperienced Tang San once more.

"Heaven-Shattering and Earth-Splitting?!"

Tang San gasped, his eyes fixed tightly in front of Yu Xiaogang, his muscles tensed.

What a domineering name! Judging by the name, could it be an ancient ferocious beast Martial Soul with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth? Or perhaps some top-tier tool Martial Soul with immense destructive power?

Tang San was secretly shocked, even preparing to use his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to flee at any moment.

He intended to get a good look at what kind of terrifying existence this "Heaven-Shattering and Earth-Splitting" Martial Soul was, which allowed a Soul Grand Master to be so arrogant!

However...

The next moment.

Tang San was dumbfounded.

It wasn't just Tang San; even Old Jack, who had been standing by to watch the excitement, was so shocked that his jaw nearly hit the ground.

Following Yu Xiaogang's roar, a flash of pale purple soul power flickered.

Then, with a muffled "pfft" sound.

At Yu Xiaogang's feet, there appeared no heaven-shattering ancient beast, nor any sharp, divine weapon.

Instead, out of thin air, there appeared...

A round, plump creature with a strange pale purple color, sporting a pair of large, flapping ears. It looked exactly like a pig, but upon closer inspection, it also resembled a mutt... a peculiar creature.

As soon as this "neither pig nor dog" creature landed, it wagged its short, thick tail and affectionately nuzzled up to Yu Xiaogang's feet, rubbing its round head against his pant leg.

While rubbing against him, it let out an incredibly comical sound from its mouth:

"Luo-luo... Luo-luo..."

Following that, two yellow spirit rings representing the century-level slowly rose from the feet of this creature named "Luo Sanpao," rhythmically pulsing up and down.

"..."

The entire entrance of Notting Academy instantly fell into a deathly silence.

A breeze blew past, swirling a few fallen leaves.

"Pfft—!"

After the brief silence, Xue Bingchen finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter, showing absolutely no face.

He really didn't want to laugh, but this scene, this contrast, was just too damn hilarious!

One second it was shouting about "shattering the heavens and splitting the earth," and the next it pulled out a purple fat pig?

This was simply the greatest comedy scene in the history of the Douluo Continent!

And what made Xue Bingchen lose his composure even more was that, at the very moment he laughed out loud, an ethereal and melodious, yet deeply bewildered, chuckle echoed from the Ice and Snow Space within his body.

"Pfft..."

That was the voice of the Snow Empress.

This Lord of the Far North, who had lived for seven hundred thousand years, high and mighty, cold and peerless, was also left stunned and bewildered after seeing this scene through Xue Bingchen's perspective.

"Chen'er..."