Yu Xiaogang: Why Am I Being Beaten Up Again? Second Form: Candle Dragon Presses Down from Above Battles the Mighty God

Yu Xiaogang is faking his death.

He didn't understand why he was always being whipped on the back of his corpse.

"Why is Tianmu targeting me like this? I don't understand."

On a certain official road, at Shrek's temporary rest area, Yu Xiaogang stared at the sky with a grim expression.

"Yu Xiaogang, it must be some unknown entity trying to overturn your theories and prevent Tang San from becoming a god, thereby changing the future! That's why they've been targeting you again and again."

"Yes, that's possible." Yu Xiaogang nodded in deep agreement, crossed his arms, turned to look at the setting sun, letting its afterglow fall on his face, and then analyzed earnestly. "But! I can tell that unknown being clearly that no matter how it targets me and Tang San, Tang San will go against the tide and become a god! She will eventually shatter all falsehoods!"

Flender agreed, "Exactly! Everything on the sky is too exaggerated. They can't even be serious about making up a lie; it's always full of holes."

Qin Ming chimed in, "Grandmaster, we all believe you. The dummy Yu Xiaogang on the celestial screen has too many plot holes. What else could he be but a dummy?"

"Yes! Qin Ming, you're absolutely right!"

Tai Long wholeheartedly agreed, "Grandmaster, with your guidance, the Third Young Master will surely become a god. All the hardships and setbacks are merely whetstones."

Beside.

Zhao Wuji watched the group talking amongst themselves and fell into deep thought.

Looking up at the sky, I saw the live stream feed fast-forwarding again.

In the Different World, his counterpart uses a gravity field to assist Tang Si and the others in their cultivation, and even provides them with training moves.

[Could it be... that I was really wrong? Is Yu Xiaogang really just a fame-seeker? But he clearly gave me a lot of advice on cultivation, and it all sounded very reasonable.]

Zhao Wuji snapped out of his reverie and looked at Yu Xiaogang, thinking to himself, "[He certainly has the air of a scholar... But haven't we all overlooked a lot? Yu Xiaogang still hasn't answered those questions raised on the celestial screen.]"

On the sky.

Life at the Shrek Academy seemed to have settled down. Liu Erlong stopped knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and Yu Xiaogang didn't leave Shrek either, diligently teaching Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai is still stuck at level 39, but his physical strength has increased to the point where he can absorb a 9000-year-old Soul Ring. His Soul Skill is still White Tiger Meteor Shower, but its power is comparable to the full-force attack of an ordinary purple fifth-ring Soul King. He's more than capable of taking on his brother one-on-one.

Oscar, a food-type Soul Master, is forced to undergo close-quarters combat training every day.

Ma Hongjun's Soul Power has already broken through level 29 and is about to break through level 30. He is exhausted every day and doesn't even have the energy to unleash his Evil Fire.

On the playground in the inner courtyard.

Tang Si was performing [Shave] under the weight of Zhao Wuji's gravity field, and in conjunction with the Candle Dragon Spear Technique, he was fighting three women alone, improving his speed and skills over and over again.

Just then, someone ran up and shouted, "Tang Si, Tang Si, someone is looking for you outside the academy!"

Who is it?

Tang Si stopped training, thinking to himself, "[People I know will go straight into the inner courtyard, and the others don't know me.]"

"It's Tai Long's grandfather."

"Oh? Oh, he'll be right there. We've been waiting for him for ages."

Tang Si, relieved of his burden, said, "Teacher Zhao, Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, Yi Ran, you can continue. I'll be right back."

Zhao Wuji frowned and said, "That's Tai Tan, the Mighty Soul Douluo! Are you sure you can handle it? Should I go and call the Dean and the others?"

"How can a man say no? I'll make him slide to his knees in a heartbeat!"

After saying this, Tang Si simultaneously sighed in his heart: [Feudal society... uh, no! Douluo Continent is still in the late stages of a slave society. In a slave society, having a few loyal retainers or slaves is perfectly normal.]

Danmu: [Feng Xiaotian: Shock! The Mighty God of the Strength Clan was actually called a slave by Tang Si?]

[Tai Tan: I am my master's retainer, sworn to serve him to the death! How did he turn me into a slave? Indeed, my Young Master is only Tang San, definitely not Tang Si!]

[Jiangzhu: Like his grandfather, Tai Long has lost himself.]

[Tai Long: Jiangzhu, I considered you a friend, how could you say such things about me and my grandfather?]

Jiangzhu was so frightened that she dared not continue speaking on the celestial canopy. Especially since, in reality, Tai Long cast a fierce glare at her.

Huang Yuan, who was standing nearby, quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Tai Long, don't take it to heart. She just said it without thinking; she definitely didn't mean anything by it."

Jing Ling chimed in, "Tai Long, don't take it to heart."

"Hmph~~" Tai Long snorted coldly and ignored him.

At this moment, Huang Yuan and the others quickly gave Jiangzhu a wink, meaning: Don't provoke them, let's wait until tonight to sneak away and deal with everything.

On the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Si unleashes his "Candle Dragon Emerges from the Sea, only to be blasted away by Tai Tan's punch.

"Second Form: Candle Dragon Presses Down from Above!"

Tang Si used the momentum to leap into the air, then descended from the sky with a long spear in his hand. The spear tip Entanglement Soul Power, and the scorching Soul Power the <Nine Yang Divine Skill> seemed to condense into a Fire Dragon.

Ugh~~

Faintly, the sound of Dragon's Roar's roar could be heard.

Boom~~

Tai Tan was forced back several steps, his eyes wide with shock. He laughed loudly, "Kid, a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, your strength is indeed formidable! No wonder you could injure my son and grandson. But, even so, you only forced me back a few steps! Kid, how about reconsidering my previous suggestion? Join my Strength Clan..."

"Don't even think about it, just start the fight!"

Tang Si was worried that no one would help him cultivate the "Hardened Golden Bell Shield," as Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo seemed to have lost interest by the end of the fight. His progress in cultivating the "Hardened Golden Bell Shield" hadn't improved at all during this time.

"Good lad! I won't bully the weak. I'll only use my Martial Soul. If you can force me to use my Soul Skill, then I'll admit defeat!"

Tai Tan has some principles, but not many.

He's an 86th-level pure strength-type Power Attack System Battle Soul Master, fighting a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, and he's even using his Martial Soul? This is bullying the weak.

However, none of that matters. Bullying the weak is exactly the effect Tang Si wants.

"Roar~~"

After letting out a roar, the Mighty Gorilla Martial Soul merged into Tai Tan's body.

In an instant, the already imposing Tai Tan grew nearly a meter taller! He looked exactly like Tarzan.

Boom~~

Tai Tan shattered Tang Si's spear with a single punch.

Tang Si was startled and quickly concentrated his Soul Power on his fists, using the power-generating techniques of the Six King Gun.

"Six King Gun!"

Tang Si shouted loudly, his aura quite imposing. Moreover, after shouting out the name of the move, he felt much more enlightened.

However!

In a single exchange, Tang Si was sent flying backward by a punch.

[Damn it! You brute!]

Tang Si only had time to curse inwardly before his body smashed down the Shrek Academy wall.

The whooshing sound as its body flew backwards demonstrated Tai Tan's terrifying Soul Power fluctuations and formidable strength.