San Pao Douluo, His Roar Shook the Heavens

Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to make his move, two powerful auras swept across the sky above Star Luo City.

It seemed a fight had broken out...

One of the auras was extremely cold. Its Soul Power was just like his own: level 91.

The other one... seemed somewhat familiar... but for a moment, he couldn't remember who it was.

Yu Xiaogang instantly had no time to argue with the middle-aged man in front of him. He left a Gold Soul Coin on the counter and hurried away.

The middle-aged man stared at the glittering Gold Soul Coin on the counter and rubbed his eyes with both hands.

Had he seen it wrong?

Shouldn't Gold Soul Cards be square?

How come this one was round?

And so damn small!

"Fuck, I've been played!"

The middle-aged man instantly realized what had happened. Five optimally configured Soul Rings appeared beneath him, and he charged toward the entrance with all his might, hoping to catch up with that buzz-cut brat.

But it was all in vain.

Yu Xiaogang had long since activated Martial Soul Possession, transforming into Yu Sanpao once more. He raced toward the battlefield on all fours...

How could two legs outrun four?

Meanwhile...

Dai Yuhao walked along the streets of Star Luo City, a spring breeze brushing his face as he carried two large bamboo baskets of fish.

The six-year-old had struggled through fifty miles to get here. His feet were already blistered, but he didn't complain in the slightest.

Dai Yuhao had come to Star Luo City intending to sell some of his still-fresh fish for Soul Coins, so he could buy warmer clothes for himself and his mother.

That way, winter wouldn't be so hard to endure.

Of course, he could have sold them at the White Tiger Duke's estate, but he was afraid his dear older brother would cause trouble...

"The market's just ahead. I'm sure I can get a good price for my fish." With that, Dai Yuhao carefully set the bamboo baskets on the ground.

He leaned against the wall, intending to rest for a little while.

After all, Dai Yuhao was only six, and he hadn't even undergone Martial Soul Awakening.

His strength was completely spent. He'd only managed to make it into Star Luo City by forcing himself onward through sheer will.

Suddenly...

A "monster" with purple fur all over, a human face, and a pig's body charged out from behind Dai Yuhao...

When Yu Xiaogang saw a brat blocking his path, he was immediately displeased.

You little brat, how dare you block my way! Let Grandmaster send you flying!!!

At the thought, he only sped up.

Dai Yuhao had no idea he'd been targeted. He got to his feet, intending to continue on his way.

Suddenly, an immense force struck him from behind, and Dai Yuhao went flying into the sky...

"Ah~ Ah! Ah..."

Dai Yuhao's screams rang through the heavens. Agony tore through his body as he shot a hundred meters into the air...

His screams continued...

Just as Dai Yuhao was about to fall to his death, a voice rang out:

"Beast, don't you dare harm anyone!"

A booming voice came from nearby. A tall man, radiating a murderous aura, swiftly caught Dai Yuhao and held him securely.

Dai Yuhao felt the world spin around him, and his body stopped falling.

Only then did he open his eyes and look at the man who had caught him.

The man was middle-aged, though he looked no more than thirty.

His expression was resolute, his features handsome, and a pair of pupils stood out in his blue eyes...

This was...

Dad!

Dad saved me!

Dai Yuhao recognized the man before him. It was none other than Dai Hao, who had just returned from the Mingdou Mountain Range.

Huo Yun'er had once drawn a portrait of Dai Hao for Dai Yuhao.

He'd only needed one glance to etch Dai Hao's face into his heart.

That was precisely why Dai Yuhao could recognize him at once.

Dai Yuhao was just about to call out to him when a mouthful of bright red blood forced its way from his lips.

"Cough..."

Seeing this, Dai Hao immediately called to the people behind him, "Durex, fetch the army doctor!"

The old man named Durex quickly brought over a woman dressed in tight black leather armor.

The woman summoned her Martial Soul, the Healing Scepter. Beneath her, two yellow, two purple, and one black Soul Rings shone brilliantly.

She was clearly a five-ring auxiliary-system Soul King.

Dai Yuhao was deeply moved. Only now did he realize that his father was such a good person...

Yu Xiaogang, whom they'd called a "beast," roared angrily, "Who are you calling a beast? I'll show you what Grandmaster can do!"

With that...

Beneath Yu Xiaogang's fat body, nine flawless white Soul Rings appeared. The pressure of his level 91 Soul Power poured down upon Dai Hao.

Dai Hao could hardly believe his eyes. "How is this possible? A Titled Douluo with nine white Soul Rings!"

Everyone else was equally stunned!

In the history of Douluo Continent, there had never been a Titled Douluo with nothing but Ten-Year Soul Rings!

There hadn't even been anyone whose First Soul Ring was a Ten-Year Soul Ring!

Truthfully, Dai Hao had already regretted meddling the moment he saw those nine Soul Rings.

He'd only wanted to boost his reputation, but once the arrow was loosed, there was no turning back.

For now, he could only grit his teeth and try talking things out...

If negotiations failed, he could always fight afterward.

"Senior, why bully a child?"

Yu Xiaogang laughed. "Why should Grandmaster explain himself to you?"

"And you, with your mere eight rings, think you can challenge a Titled Douluo?"

"Even that exceptionally gifted Clear Sky Douluo from ten thousand years ago couldn't do it. Do you think you're stronger than him?"

Hearing this, Dai Hao let out a quiet sigh of relief.

This White-Ring Douluo hadn't attacked at once, which meant there was still room for negotiation...

As long as they didn't reach an impasse, everything could be worked out. Besides, public opinion would paint Dai Hao as a man willing to face a Titled Douluo to save an ordinary citizen.

That would give his reputation a tremendous boost.

Dai Hao humbly replied, "This junior wouldn't dare compare himself to the legendary Clear Sky Douluo. But I have a question: may I ask your title, senior?"

Yu Xiaogang lifted his fat head and struck what he thought was a suave pose.

"I don't change my name when I walk the world, or my surname when I sit down."

"Fart... San Pao Douluo, Yu Xiaogang! Of course, you may call me Grandmaster!"

Yu Xiaogang had hesitated for a moment before ultimately deciding not to reveal his true title.

Fart God Douluo was the title Feng Yan had personally given him.

That was because by the time he became a Titled Douluo, he had already completed most of the Fart God Nine Trials.

Using a divine title as one's title wasn't really shameful.

At least, that was what Yu Xiaogang had thought back then.

But now, he suddenly changed his mind.

It was better to keep calling himself San Pao for now. It sounded more imposing!

Dai Hao had met countless people. From the man's tone alone, he could tell that San Pao Douluo clearly cared a great deal about his pride.

This should be easy to handle...

As long as he didn't slight the man, there was a good chance the fight wouldn't happen.

Thinking this, Dai Hao immediately tailored his approach. "So you're His Excellency San Pao. I am Dai Hao, White Tiger Duke of the Star Luo Empire."

"I have indeed heard of your great name, senior. Meeting you today is truly an honor beyond a lifetime!"

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately dispelled Martial Soul Possession, abandoning his "Yu Sanpao" form. He put on a show of modesty and said:

"White Tiger Duke, there's no need to praise me so much. I'm not swayed by that."

Dai Hao had never taken his eyes off Yu Xiaogang, so he naturally noticed the subtle change in the latter's expression.

He already had a plan in mind.

This was obviously a trick question.

If he really played along, the conversation would most likely end right there.

And what awaited him next would be a no-holds-barred fight...