"Don't be afraid, we are all your backing..."
Listening to the gloating voices around him, the Celestial Hunter stepped out of the ranks with a straight face.
Although he and that Divine Official were strictly at the same level, the other could cling to the thigh of a God King, while he could not.
If he could, he wouldn't still be just a Celestial Hunter now...
"So you're the one they call the Fart God!"
The hunter let out a roar to bolster his own courage, gathered divine power in his right hand, and punched toward Yu Xiaogang.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang finally panicked.
His godhood was sealed, and now he could only utilize level 91 spirit power.
Relying on this bit of strength, he would be throwing his life away to clash with a true god!
Just as the hunter's attack was about to land, Yu Xiaogang made a decision...
He raised his right palm in front of him and struck a pose.
"My good brother... hold on!"
The hunter's fist stopped three inches from Yu Xiaogang's palm.
In truth, they didn't want to fight Yu Xiaogang; they were merely executing an order personally issued by the God King of Destruction, and the content of that order was to bring the Fart God back to the God Realm...
If no battle occurred, that would be a good thing—at least they wouldn't have to smell that foul fart that even gods couldn't stand...
Seeing him stop, Yu Xiaogang maintained an arrogant facade and said in a deep voice, "Fighting and killing is so impolite. Why don't we make a bet?"
The tactic of making a bet was something he had learned from his eldest disciple, Tang San.
Whenever Tang San was forced into a desperate situation, he would inevitably trigger this ultimate skill, which could be described as effective every single time.
As his teacher, he really needed to learn more from his disciple!
"A bet? What do you want to bet on, Fart God?" the hunter asked with a frown, then withdrew his fist.
The others, except for the resentful Divine Official, all showed a bit of interest.
"Let's bet on whether you can answer a question I pose." After a moment of thought, Yu Xiaogang came up with an excellent idea.
"If you answer it, it wouldn't be impossible for me to return to the God Realm with you."
"If you can't answer it, then you lose, and you shall stop targeting me from here on out. How about that?"
The hunter's eyes lit up and he said, "Fine, let's do it!"
Great!
The Fart God was truly worthy of being the teacher of the Sea God to come up with the idea of a bet!
If he won, there would be no need to fight, the mission would be completed, and he would be credited with the top merit.
If he lost, it didn't matter; at least he could pass this hot potato to someone else...
Yu Xiaogang cackled, "Then I'll ask: which came first, the chicken or the egg?"
Hehehehe...
Let's see how you answer this. This is a difficult problem that even an existence with world-shaking wisdom like this Master cannot answer...
"Chicken? Egg?"
The hunter was clearly stunned for a moment and answered uncertainly, "It should be the chicken first, right? After all, where would the egg come from without a chicken?"
"Wrong, completely wrong! Where would the chicken come from without an egg?"
"Huh?"
"You lost. According to the bet, you cannot attack me again..."
As the first hunter returned to the ranks, the Divine Official snorted coldly and looked at another Celestial Hunter.
"You, step out! Get him!"
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang continued, "Are you going to continue the bet, or do you want to challenge me?"
"Do you even have to ask? Of course, the bet!"
The second hunter had already realized that this was a blatant trap question, the kind where no answer was correct.
He... and most of the people here, didn't actually want to take on this mess, but they dared not disobey the order of the Divine Official sent personally by the God King of Destruction.
Since that was the case, they might as well continue like this and kick the ball down the line...
"Which came first in the world, man or woman?"
"Woman first?!"
"Wrong! How could it possibly be woman first..."
"Next!"
"This Master asks you... which came first, gods or humans?"
"I can't tell... I really can't tell!!!"
"Next!!!"
"If you traveled back in time and killed your mother, would you still be born?"
"What! What on earth are you talking about, you fellow! How could I possibly kill my mother?"
And just like that...
Under the earth-shattering wisdom of Yu Xiaogang, that group of Celestial Hunters was almost completely wiped out!
The ball was back in the court of that Divine Official...
The Divine Official's face turned livid; he wanted to curse, but he didn't know who to curse at.
Was it this group of cowardly Celestial Hunters? Or the Fart God, whose answers were all wrong?
Was he not just the teacher of the Sea God? What were they afraid of? Because of him, the Sea God even lost his law-enforcement authority!
If you are afraid of the Sea God giving you trouble, are you not afraid of the God of Destruction doing the same!
Fine, fine, fine!
So that's how you want to play!
Just then...
A tiny wisp of golden flame emerged from behind Yu Xiaogang and vanished with the wind.
Instantly, the way the gods looked at Yu Xiaogang was like Title Douluo seeing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had taken human form.
Only then did they realize that Yu Xiaogang's true strength seemed to have fallen below the god level...
It was even a long way off from the limits of this lower realm.
Immediately, the gods began to rub their palms and flex their muscles, their resentment undisguised.
"Very well!"
"What a great Fart God!"
"So we've all been played by this Fart God!"
"At a time like this, why still call him Fart God? Call him Gangzi!"
Did you all not see through the fact that I am only a Title Douluo? A giant question mark appeared on Yu Xiaogang's forehead.
He had been wondering why things were going so smoothly! Damn it! He should have tried to bluff them directly from the start!
"Brothers! Get him!"
"Gangzi actually dared to play us! Beat the hell out of him!"
The gods all abandoned the use of divine power, relying solely on the strength of their physical bodies, preparing to torture Yu Xiaogang...
"No! You have no sense of martial virtue!!!"
"You scumbags, have you forgotten the bet between us..." Yu Xiaogang was horrified, and he turned to run.
The last time he was chased by so many men was during the Ninth Trial of the Fart God!
"Running?"
"You are a mere mortal now, and you think you can escape in front of us gods?"
"Taste my Old Man Pushing Cart!!!"
"Don't forget my Tongue Rotation!!!"
"And my Long Root Entering Base!!!"
"Ah, ah~ ah!"
I do not know how much time had passed, in an unknown little forest within the Star Luo Empire...
The wailing gradually ceased, and Yu Xiaogang had long since been toyed with until he was no longer human...
His scholar's robe, worth ten thousand gold, was nearly shredded, and his face was black and blue.
He didn't even need Martial Soul Possession to look just like Luo Sanpao...
"Brothers, I think we've vented enough, haven't we?" The Divine Official's voice carried a hint of satisfaction, and he stood up as he spoke.
Among all the gods, he had been the one to torture Yu Xiaogang the most severely, though of course, he did so only to avenge the grudge of those three farts.
"It certainly feels much better..."
"In that case, let's return to the God Realm!"
Yu Xiaogang had been holding on by a single breath, and upon hearing that he was to be taken back to the God Realm, he abandoned all pretense of dignity.
He begged, "I beg you, don't take me back to the God Realm!"
"I haven't found my Dong'er yet... and there are two young disciples who need my guidance..."
But the only response he received was a dismissive "What does that have to do with us?"
With no other choice...
Yu Xiaogang seemed to think of his last straw...
He used all his remaining strength to shout toward the sky, "Xiao Feng... I know you are watching... please, help me!"
"I truly cannot return to the God Realm!"
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