Master of Wetting Pants

Meanwhile, on the roof of a house roughly twenty paces from Xiao Wu's courtyard next door.

Sea Dragon Douluo and Sea Maiden Douluo had long since returned.

For Titled Douluo like them, buying food took no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

Yet after returning, they saw Yu Xiaogang and Tang San break into Xiao Wu's courtyard—and, unusually, they did not make a move.

Sea Maiden Douluo had wanted to intervene.

Especially after seeing Yu Xiaogang summon his Martial Soul, her fury had flared beyond control.

But Sea Dragon Douluo held her firmly back, refusing to let her go over.

"Sea Dragon, what exactly do you mean? Can't you see that the Holy Son is in danger?"

Sea Dragon Douluo was speechless. "They're only two Great Soul Masters. What danger could the Holy Son possibly be in?"

"Sea Maiden, you spoil the Holy Son too much."

"We might as well use this opportunity to see how capable he is."

There was naturally no need to question the Holy Son's talent or strength.

But if he was to succeed the Grand Worshipper in the future and take charge of all Sea God Island, that alone would not be enough.

Without an iron-fisted approach, it would be difficult to win people over.

They could not possibly expect the two of them, already old as they were, to keep cleaning up his messes, could they?

When he saw Huang Long swiftly capture those two before they could react—

And use the Dragon-Pulling Hand to seize the sleeve arrows Tang San had hidden in his sleeves, Sea Dragon Douluo nodded to himself.

In his eyes, Huang Long had performed quite well in this matter.

When it was time to act, he acted.

The only flaw was that he had not hit them hard enough.

People like those two should have been beaten to death on the spot!

The Holy Son was still too merciful.

Sea Maiden Douluo, on the other hand, was delighted when she saw Huang Long and Xiao Wu join forces to teach those two a lesson, immediately clapping her hands.

"Yes, Holy Son, hit him like that!"

"How dare they insult the Holy Son—and even insult our Grand Worshipper? They deserve to die!"

"And that Tang San too—beat him to death along with him!"

Sea Maiden Douluo laughed loudly. "That felt amazing! Let that Yu Xiaogang keep running his mouth. What status does he have that makes him worthy of the Grand Worshipper even mentioning his name?"

Sea Dragon Douluo stroked his chin. "Yu Xiaogang? I've heard a little about that name."

"I heard he's a Martial Soul theory master on Douluo Continent, quite knowledgeable about Martial Souls, and that he even published a book."

"But I had someone buy that book and took a look at it..."

"How was it? Was it profound?" Sea Maiden Douluo asked eagerly.

Sea Dragon Douluo gave a bitter smile. "It was utter nonsense. Nothing but the most basic material, without any research value whatsoever."

"The Soul Masters inland really are getting worse with every generation. Someone like that is actually worthy of being called a theory master?"

After hearing that, Sea Maiden burst into even louder laughter.

Hearing her laughter, Sea Dragon Douluo slowly turned to look at her.

Why did he sense a hint of schadenfreude in Sea Maiden's laughter?

Just as he was about to speak, he caught sight of Huang Long throwing Tang San to the ground from the corner of his eye.

This was about to end, wasn't it?

Perfect. It was time for the two of them to make their entrance.

Sea Dragon Douluo shot Sea Maiden Douluo a glance and barked in a low voice, "Stop laughing! It's our turn to appear!"

Sea Maiden Douluo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and laughed. "It's finally our turn? Then hurry up—the Holy Son must be starving by now!"

With that, she sprang into the air and leaped toward Xiao Wu's courtyard.

Sea Dragon Douluo followed close behind, vanishing from where he stood.

In the courtyard, Tang San hit the ground painfully, but quickly climbed back up in fury.

"Give me back my things!"

Huang Long weighed the set of sleeve arrows in his hand and sneered. "Give them back to you so you can go on committing evil and secretly harming others?"

"I'd better hold on to these for you."

As he spoke, he placed the set of sleeve arrows into his storage Soul Guidance Device.

Tang San panted heavily, his eyes turning bloodshot with rage. He looked as though he wanted nothing more than to devour Huang Long alive!

Combined with his dark complexion, it made him look even more terrifying.

He had spent several months crafting this set of sleeve arrows, and only managed it with his father's help.

Although he had another set, the materials used for this one were the finest. Yet Huang Long had simply taken them away.

Damn it!

Damn Huang Long!

Not only had he insulted the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, he had even stolen my sleeve arrows!

From this day onward, we are irreconcilable enemies!

Yu Xiaogang struggled to crawl back up, clutching his swollen right cheek as he roared, "You little brat! You humiliate my disciple and me like this—aren't you afraid..."

Before he could finish, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"Afraid of what?"

Sea Dragon Douluo and Sea Maiden Douluo appeared at the same time, shielding Huang Long and Xiao Wu behind them.

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang's expressions changed drastically.

But before they could make any move, a violent burst of force exploded in front of them, sending both him and Tang San flying.

There was a loud bang.

The two of them slammed heavily into the courtyard gate and wall respectively, their faces twisting from the agonizing pain.

Yu Xiaogang had it especially bad. He even felt as though every bone in his body had shattered, and he lay on the ground wailing miserably.

Tang San's head struck the courtyard wall directly. His vision went black, and he immediately fainted.

Sea Maiden Douluo snorted coldly. "Taking advantage of our absence to come bully our Holy Son—do you really think the two of us Title Douluo are pushovers?"

Sea Dragon Douluo stepped forward, his towering, muscular frame carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression as it completely engulfed Yu Xiaogang.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Yu Xiaogang sensed the killing intent in those words, and his pupils contracted sharply in terror.

"You... you can't attack us!"

How could he have expected these two Title Douluo to return so quickly?

And from the look of it, they truly intended to kill him.

Yu Xiaogang panicked at once and hurriedly pointed at the unconscious Tang San beside him. "Do you know who his father is?! If you kill us, Clear Sky Douluo will never let you go!"

"Clear Sky Douluo? I was just looking forward to seeing how capable Tang Chen's descendant is!"

Sea Dragon Douluo bellowed and raised his right hand, preparing to shatter Yu Xiaogang's skull.

However, just as his palm came within a palm's breadth of Yu Xiaogang's forehead—

Huang Long suddenly said, "Uncle Sea Dragon, let them go."

Sea Dragon Douluo's hand stopped instantly. He and Sea Maiden Douluo turned toward him in astonishment.

Huang Long ignored their gazes and walked forward instead. "Yu Xiaogang, remember today's lesson. I'm not someone you can afford to provoke."

"And tell Tang San this: if he uses such despicable methods to harm others again, don't blame me for showing no mercy."

With that, he turned and waved his hand. "Sister Sea Maiden, throw the two of them out onto the street."

Sea Dragon Douluo and Sea Maiden Douluo frowned slightly and exchanged glances.

They did not quite understand what their Holy Son meant.

These two Great Soul Masters could die without consequence. Even if that expert called Clear Sky Douluo came, were the two of them supposed to fear him?

But it was Huang Long's order. No matter what they thought, they could only carry it out helplessly.

Sea Dragon Douluo grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the collar. Just as he was about to move, he caught a whiff of urine.

Looking down, he immediately laughed. "You're such a grown man—why did you wet yourself?"

"You should be grateful that the Holy Son is merciful today. Otherwise, even if Clear Sky Douluo came, I, Sea Dragon, would still kill him right here!"

With that, he grabbed the unconscious Tang San again, then dragged the two of them out of the courtyard.