Yu Xiaogang and Tang San Who Need a Beating

"You cannot absorb this spirit ring!"

A startled cry interrupted the group, and Zhou Tong and the others turned to look toward the source of the sound.

"Who goes there!"

Zhou Tong frowned, looking in the direction from which the voice had come.

He saw a middle-aged man, appearing to be in his forties or fifties and slightly thin, running over while shouting.

Behind him followed several companions.

"I am Yu Xiaogang, the number one master of theory on the Douluo Continent. Could the three of you spare a moment to hear me out?"

The middle-aged man arrived before Zhou Tong and the others.

He was panting, sweat beading on his face, yet he still clasped his hands behind his back, trying to maintain the air of an expert.

Without waiting for the three to speak, he acted as if no one else were present and said, "We spotted this Earth Dragon first and have been hunting it all the way to this location."

"You have intercepted our spirit beast; that is going a bit too far."

"If you are sensible and yield this spirit beast, we shall pretend this never happened."

As soon as these shameless words were spoken, Dugu Yan was instantly incensed.

"Yu Xiaogang?"

"The number one master of theory on the continent?"

"How have I never heard of such a person?"

Hearing Yu Xiaogang boast about himself, Dugu Yan was taken aback.

To dare give himself such a nickname—he was truly too full of himself.

For this Yu Xiaogang to dare try and snatch her spirit beast, he was simply courting death.

Dugu Yan looked like a viper about to strike, her emerald eyes gradually turning cold, ready to kill the Yu Xiaogang before her at any moment.

"Grandfather, have you ever heard of this 'master'?"

Dugu Yan turned her head to ask.

With the perspective of a Titled Douluo, he shouldn't have missed the existence of a master of theory.

"What master, what amateur?"

"I have never heard of such a person."

"A fame-seeking charlatan, get lost at once."

"If you anger this old man, I will slap you to death!"

Unlike how he acted in front of Yu Tianxiao and the others, Dugu Bo had no patience for such an arrogant fellow who had suddenly barged in.

Especially at the critical moment of absorbing a spirit ring, for the other party to suddenly run out and claim the spirit beast they were hunting was theirs.

To dare try and rob Dugu Bo—he was simply looking for death.

At this moment, Zhou Tong also realized that this person was indeed Yu Xiaogang.

It was truly a case of enemies meeting, their eyes burning with hatred.

He still remembered how Yu Xiaogang had mocked him back in the day.

Now, Zhou Tong was a level 32 Spirit Elder; facing this level 29 Great Spirit Master Yu Xiaogang, he could deal with him however he pleased.

However, Yu Xiaogang did not seem to recognize Zhou Tong at this moment.

Perhaps it was because so many years had passed; Zhou Tong had changed significantly, no longer the ordinary young spirit master he once was. He had become handsome and tall, and dressed in magnificent attire, he was practically a different person.

It was indeed normal for Yu Xiaogang not to recognize him.

But Zhou Tong could never forget Yu Xiaogang's pathetic yet pretentious demeanor.

The next moment, Zhou Tong spoke up: "So it's you, Little Gang-zi."

"It's been so many years, and you're still the same, fond of swindling people everywhere and pretending to be a master of theory."

"This spirit beast has been here the whole time and never left; since we killed it, it belongs to us."

"Did you hunt this spirit beast in your dreams?"

"Let me see, your spirit power is still stuck at level 29?"

"You, a level 29 Great Spirit Master—who gave you the guts to try and snatch our spirit beast?"

"Little Gang-zi, are you tired of living?"

Zhou Tong turned back and said to Dugu Yan, "Yan Yan, don't worry and absorb your spirit ring; we will protect you."

"These nobodies can't stir up any trouble."

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang was berated by the three of them until his face swelled like a pig's head, and he began panting like an ox.

A flash of displeasure crossed his eyes.

He had actually run into three tough nuts to crack.

Furthermore, that fellow Zhou Tong was among them.

Zhou Tong was an old adversary.

Several years ago, Zhou Tong had argued with him and even mocked his theories on martial souls.

Recalling those past memories, Yu Xiaogang grew angrier the more he thought about it.

"Zhou Tong, you're actually still alive."

"I thought you left without a word because you wanted to escape Tang San's revenge?"

"Tang San is not the same as he used to be, so don't get cocky. Otherwise, Tang San will surely make you pay."

As a level 29 Great Spirit Master, Yu Xiaogang was weak and worried he couldn't beat Zhou Tong, so he had no choice but to bring up Tang San.

Just then, a man who looked somewhat dull-witted stepped out from behind Yu Xiaogang.

This person was none other than Tang San.

"The Master is a researcher known as invincible in the spirit master world for his theories; even the Pope of Spirit Hall greatly admires the Master's work."

"You are all ignorant and ill-informed; if you haven't heard of the Master's theories, you're just a bunch of bumpkins."

"The Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls created by the Master is a monumental theoretical work that is a bestseller across the continent. It's only natural that low-level spirit masters like you haven't heard of it."

At this moment, Tang San wore an arrogant expression, lifting his head and looking down his nose at them, as if he held the three of them in contempt.

Hearing this, Zhou Tong burst into laughter.

These two ignorant and arrogant fellows had no idea how high the sky was or how deep the earth; daring to look down on a Title Douluo was simply courting death.

At this, Dugu Yan looked at the two men before her, her brows furrowed in suspicion that their heads were filled with nothing but straw.

Two Great Spirit Masters, daring to mock her grandfather, who was a Title Douluo?

Seeing this scene, Dugu Bo was instantly enraged.

As a Title Douluo, he stood at the pinnacle of the spirit master world and had traversed the continent for so many years; he had never seen such inflated and rude spirit masters.

A vast surge of spirit power erupted from his body, instantly bearing down upon Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

The two of them immediately felt a sense of suffocation, as if their entire bodies were being crushed by a massive mountain, making it impossible to catch their breath.

"I have traversed the spirit master world for so many years, and no one has ever dared to call me a bumpkin."

"You two pieces of trash, daring to insult me—you clearly don't hold me in any regard."

"Speak, how do you want to die?"

The two were instantly pressed to the ground by the powerful spirit power, unable to even stand up.

Dugu Bo stood right before them, venting the fury in his heart to his heart's content.

As a Title Douluo, a man standing at the peak of the spirit master world, he had actually been mocked by two fools.

If he didn't teach these two fools a harsh lesson today, he would lose all face.

"Poison Douluo?"

"You are a Title Douluo?"

"It's a misunderstanding."

"This is truly a misunderstanding."

The moment Yu Xiaogang heard the name Dugu Bo, he was scared witless.

He had assumed Dugu Bo was just an ordinary old man and hadn't taken him seriously, never expecting to hit a brick wall.

What surprised him even more was how Zhou Tong had gotten mixed up with a Title Douluo.

Could it be that this brat had such good luck that he managed to make connections with a Title Douluo?

Yu Xiaogang's heart was filled with doubt and shock.

He was completely finished.

He had intended to snatch a spirit beast, but he had ended up snatching it from a Title Douluo.

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly apologized and begged for mercy for half an hour before Dugu Bo finally agreed to release the suppression of his spirit power.