Pig Knight Yu Xiaogang? The Triune Fusion Skill, Golden Sacred Dragon? Can't Be Used!

Outside Suotuo City, on a desolate patch of open ground.

Two men and one woman stood in a triangular formation, their soul power surging between them, faintly forming a brilliant golden triangular light array.

In the center of the formation, the phantom of a massive, illusory golden dragon was struggling to coalesce.

"Roar—"

Following a muffled dragon's roar, the golden light array shuddered violently before shattering with a boom, like a bursting bubble.

As the phantom dissipated, the three of them groaned in unison and staggered back several steps.

Flender gasped for air, pushed up the crystal glasses on the bridge of his nose, and rubbed his aching shoulders as he complained:

"It's no use, Xiaogang. The soul power consumption for this Martial Soul Fusion Skill is terrifying; my old bones are about to fall apart."

Liu Erlong glared at him and retorted irritably:

"Old Flender, stop your complaining!

We were clearly just a hair's breadth away from fully manifesting the Golden Sacred Dragon!"

Having said that, Liu Erlong immediately switched to a gentle and concerned expression, stepping quickly to Yu Xiaogang's side:

"Xiaogang, are you alright?

Are you hurt anywhere?"

Yu Xiaogang's face was slightly pale. He waved his hand, his brows locked in a frown as he stared at the spot where the light array had shattered:

"I'm fine.

Erlong, Old Flender, our compatibility is already sufficient.

It's just that my soul power is simply too low;

Luo Sanpao, as the vessel for the fusion skill, cannot withstand the infusion of your soul power."

Flender sighed and walked forward to pat Yu Xiaogang on the shoulder:

"You can't blame yourself entirely for this. After all, a three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Skill is something few people in history have ever managed to master. Let's take it slow."

After a pause, Flender's expression grew complex, and he spoke tentatively:

"Xiaogang, there is something... I think I should tell you.

It's news from Heaven Dou City."

Yu Xiaogang looked up, puzzled:

"Heaven Dou City?

What happened?"

Flender glanced at Liu Erlong and said in a low voice:

"It's been the talk of the town these past few days.

Your father... Sect Master Yu, along with Sect Master Tang Tian of the Clear Sky Sect, were defeated one after another at the Great Soul Arena in Heaven Dou City."

Yu Xiaogang's pupils constricted, and he cried out in disbelief:

"That's impossible!

My father is a level 93 Titled Douluo, and Tang Tian is a level 95 Super Douluo. Who could possibly defeat them?!"

"It was a young man named Qian Yu."

Flender gave a bitter smile and continued:

"And...

It is said that your father was forced to admit in public that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon is inferior to the opponent's martial soul, and that the Dark Sacred Dragon is the number one beast martial soul in the world."

"What?!"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had actually been trampled underfoot?

And by the same person!

Qian Yu!

Qian Yu had stolen his woman.

And now, he wanted to trample the dignity of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan underfoot as well?!

This was nothing short of a supreme humiliation!

It is worth mentioning.

Although many people saw the footage from the Image Recording Stone during the ceremony in Martial Soul City.

They were constrained by the protagonist of the story, Yu Xiaogang.

That is to say, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Martial Soul Hall, which was also involved in the matter.

Therefore, this information only circulated among the upper echelons and a select few.

Yu Xiaogang still did not know about it yet.

All the embarrassing things he had done back then had been completely exposed.

After Yu Xiaogang had spent a period of time in a daze, his legs were barely healed by a passing kind-hearted healing-type Spirit Master, allowing him to walk on the ground again.

He had also hurriedly distanced himself from that widower.

However, whenever it was a rainy day, his legs would ache incessantly.

To hurry on his journey, he could only summon Luo Sanpao to serve as his mount.

He had become a Pig Knight.

Seeing this, Liu Erlong held Yu Xiaogang's hand with a heart full of pain:

"Xiaogang, don't be anxious, the rumors may not all be true..."

"No, Boss Flender would not joke about such things."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, a flash of extremely complex emotions crossing his eyes.

There was pain, there was unwillingness, and even more so, a near-maniacal stubbornness.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at the open space before him, and gritted his teeth:

"Continue!

We continue to practice!"

Flender frowned, looking at Yu Xiaogang's legs, which were shaking like a sieve, and advised:

"Xiaogang, your body is already overdrawn..."

"I said continue!"

Bloodshot veins appeared in the depths of Yu Xiaogang's eyes as he said word by word:

"I must perfectly execute the Golden Sacred Dragon!

I want to prove to the whole world that my theories are not wrong!

The dignity lost by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, I will take back with my own hands using the Golden Sacred Dragon!"

Liu Erlong looked at Yu Xiaogang's blood-red eyes, gritted her teeth, turned her head, and said to Flender:

"Boss Flender, since Xiaogang wants to practice, we will practice with him!

At worst, we will control our spirit power output so we don't hurt him."

Flender sighed helplessly and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose:

"Erlong, you just spoil him too much.

Fine, fine, I'll risk my life to accompany a gentleman; let's go again."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, forcibly enduring the piercing pain coming from his legs on this rainy day, and shouted loudly:

"Luo Sanpao, come out!"

"Luo-luo--"

Luo Sanpao grunted as it landed in the center of the formation, its eyes showing obvious exhaustion and fear.

"Sun and Moon Shine, Golden Rotation!"

Yu Xiaogang forcibly squeezed the little remaining spirit power in his body, and the three of them stood in a triangular formation once again.

A brilliant golden pillar of light shot into the sky, and the vast spirit power of Flender and Liu Erlong surged madly into Luo Sanpao's body once more.

Luo Sanpao wailed in pain, its body beginning to swell violently, and golden dragon scales faintly appeared on its skin.

However, as the core of the formation, Yu Xiaogang's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

His legs, which already bore hidden injuries, trembled like leaves in the wind under the terrifying pressure and pull of the spirit power.

"Xiaogang!

Stop quickly!

Your meridians cannot take it!"

Flender sensed that Yu Xiaogang's aura was rapidly weakening and exclaimed loudly.

"No!

I can do it!

Merge for me!"

Yu Xiaogang's face was twisted, his teeth clenched so hard that a trace of blood already spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Roar--"

The giant golden dragon in mid-air let out a discordant wail, and its dragon body, which was about to solidify, twisted violently.

"Bang!"

A shockwave violently erupted, and the golden light instantly dissipated.

Luo Sanpao was sent flying away like a deflated ball, passing out cold.

"Pfft—"

Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs unable to support him any longer as he collapsed straight onto the muddy ground.

"Xiaogang!"

Liu Erlong cried out in alarm, ignoring the tightness in her chest from the backlash of her own spirit power, and rushed over to pull him tightly into her arms.

"How are you? Don't scare me like this!"

Flender also hurried over, his brows furrowed as he checked Yu Xiaogang's pulse.

"Spirit power overdrawn, meridians damaged, and the old injuries in your legs have flared up again. Xiaogang, you're gambling with your life!"

Yu Xiaogang shoved Liu Erlong's hands away, his fingers digging fiercely into the mud.