Another Electric Therapy Session for Yu Xiaogang

After all, Dugu Bo didn't even hold the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in high regard when he brought it up; how could he dare to act recklessly again?

Yu Xiaogang immediately turned timid, pulling his head in, not daring to utter a single word.

At this moment, Zhou Tong, who was standing to the side, spoke up.

He hadn't seen Yu Xiaogang and Tang San in so long, yet neither of them had changed in the slightest.

That made things easy.

He remembered clearly how he had been ostracized by Yu Xiaogang and forced to leave the academy early.

Now, the opportunity for revenge had arrived.

He didn't want to miss it.

"Teacher, I know these two people; they are the ones who forced me out of the academy early."

"This Yu Xiaogang is just a nepotist at Notting Academy. He spends his days swindling and fooling students, but in reality, he has no ability whatsoever."

"That set of Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls of his was stolen from Spirit Hall, which is why Spirit Hall kicked him out."

"This man has committed countless evils; he is truly heinous."

Zhou Tong's words instantly caused Yu Xiaogang to explode.

His emotions erupted completely.

Being suppressed by a Title Douluo was one thing, but being questioned twice by a child made it impossible for him to keep up his facade.

Moreover, Tang San was still here. If his true colors were exposed like this, how could he continue to hoodwink Tang San in the future?

"You... you are simply insolent! Spouting nonsense!"

"The Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls are theories I painstakingly researched for decades. What do you know about martial souls?"

"You're just a brat, yet you dare to deny the experience of the entire Spirit Master world?"

The more the Grandmaster spoke, the more agitated he became. His eyes burned with fury, and he struggled to stand up, wishing he could devour Zhou Tong alive.

"Trash, how dare you mock my disciple? Kneel!"

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort, and a terrifying pressure of spirit power descended upon Yu Xiaogang, forcing him back onto his knees instantly.

At this moment, Zhou Tong's expression remained calm, a faint smile playing on his lips as he thoroughly enjoyed the process of teaching Yu Xiaogang a lesson.

Watching the furious yet cowardly Yu Xiaogang before him, he was absolutely delighted.

Beside them, Tang San's expression shifted slightly. He took a step forward, wanting to say something, but hesitated and stopped.

"Yu Xiaogang, you brought this on yourself, so don't blame me."

"Since I've run into you, we might as well settle our old scores."

"This time, we'll use the old method."

"I'll give you a little bit of punishment so you know the consequences of doing evil!"

The next moment, a streak of purple-gold lightning flew from Zhou Tong's hand.

"Ah!"

Although Zhou Tong didn't use a spirit skill and only released a tiny wisp of ordinary Heaven Lightning, such a casual strike was enough to make Yu Xiaogang, who didn't even have thirty levels of spirit power, let out a painful wail.

Yu Xiaogang's body was charred black as he collapsed onto the ground.

His originally tattered clothes were now reduced to rags hanging off his body, making for a pathetic sight.

A foul stench wafted through the air, causing everyone present to frown.

Yu Xiaogang had actually wet himself...

"Gangzi, you didn't repent after I shocked you last time."

"This time, I'm going to make sure you remember exactly what it feels like to be electrocuted."

Zhou Tong had no intention of letting Yu Xiaogang off so easily. He looked at Yu Xiaogang—whose eyes were bloodshot, who was panting like an ox, and whose body was convulsing—with a mocking smile curling his lips.

"It seems the artificial removal surgery I performed on you at Notting Academy didn't teach you a lesson."

"Gangzi, it appears your arrogance and foul-mouthed nature won't change without a bit of discipline. I need to perform a high-dosage electrotherapy surgery on you."

As soon as Zhou Tong finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang's entire body trembled as if he had been struck by Heaven Lightning.

"You... you!"

"Don't come over here!"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned as pale as paper in an instant. He pointed a trembling finger at Zhou Tong, letting out a hoarse roar as if he were being strangled.

He immediately recalled the scenes of being electrocuted by Zhou Tong and becoming a eunuch.

"Pfft!"

In an instant, Yu Xiaogang spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision went black, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

He stared fixedly at Zhou Tong, the venomous hatred in his eyes almost tangible, wishing he could tear Zhou Tong limb from limb.

"Master!"

Tang San's expression shifted in alarm as he caught Yu Xiaogang.

Although Tang San didn't know what a surgical extraction was, seeing Yu Xiaogang's violent reaction, he could guess that this was a humiliation.

At this moment, the corners of Zhou Tong's mouth curled slightly as he looked at the vomiting Yu Xiaogang and said coldly.

"Gangzi, can't even handle this little bit of damage?"

"Compared to the evil you've committed, this is nothing."

"Your character is rotten, you engage in incestuous acts, and instead of reflecting on yourself, you parade around us, swindling and bluffing. Do you take us for Tang San?"

"Gangzi, if you don't have the ability, stop bragging about being a master of theory."

"I don't think you're the number one theory master on the continent; you're the number one theory failure!"

"Ah—"

Provoked to this extent, Yu Xiaogang completely lost his sanity.

Resentment, shame, and fear intertwined, causing him to roar like a wild beast.

Then, with bloodshot eyes, Yu Xiaogang lunged at Zhou Tong like a madman, his soul power in total disarray, looking as if he intended to perish together with him.

"Brat, I'm going to kill you!"

Yu Xiaogang struggled desperately, his eyes crimson, panting like an ox with saliva flying everywhere; he had lost all pretense of his usual arrogant demeanor.

Tang San tried his best, but he couldn't hold him down.

Watching the crazed Yu Xiaogang charge toward him, Zhou Tong gave a cold smile, a bolt of purple-gold lightning appearing at his fingertip before shooting toward Yu Xiaogang.

The next moment, Yu Xiaogang was struck instantly by the lightning. His body spasmed, and after a series of convulsions, thick smoke billowed from his throat as he collapsed to the ground.

"Zhou Tong, well done!"

Dugu Yan smiled, her pretty face lighting up as she looked at Yu Xiaogang, whose body was emitting black smoke and whose hair had frizzed into a tangled mess.

She had long been dissatisfied with this Gangzi.

It was just that she had been busy absorbing her soul ring and couldn't attend to him.

Seeing the miserable Yu Xiaogang on the ground, Tang San was completely stunned.

His famous catchphrase, "You have already invited death," was forced back down his throat, and he dared only to grumble in his heart.

Because, if he showed even the slightest sign of resistance, Zhou Tong would likely treat him just the same.

He didn't want to be beaten up on the spot like Yu Xiaogang.

"Take this swindler and get out of my sight!"

Zhou Tong's gaze was icy as he spoke coldly.

Tang San's face flushed a deep red, and he panted like an ox, clearly furious, but he dared not lash out and could only swallow his anger.

The next moment, he took Yu Xiaogang and fled without looking back.

"Brat, not bad."

"As a disciple of This Seat, you must have thunderous methods."

"Only then will those petty scoundrels fear you."

"However, you were a bit soft-hearted."

"If I had acted, neither of them would have been able to leave."

Dugu Bo said coldly.

"Teacher, these two aren't very strong, but they love to provoke. As whetstones, they're actually quite useful," Zhou Tong said with a smile.

In truth, he knew that Tang San's background was too significant; if he killed him, Tang Hao would surely go berserk.

Moreover, with the Asura God backing Tang Biesan, even if Tang San died, there was a chance he could be resurrected.

Killing him wouldn't be very useful, so it was better to keep him around and slowly harvest his luck.