Luo Sanpao anxiously looked around, then stretched its short legs and desperately ran toward Yu Xiaogang, wanting to hide behind him.
Yu Xiaogang saw Luo Sanpao charging toward him from several meters away. His mind buzzed—if Luo Sanpao hid behind him in front of all these people, everyone would know that this pig was his martial soul! How was he supposed to maintain the dignity of a "Master" then?!
Watching Luo Sanpao draw closer and closer, Yu Xiaogang, like "Diavolo, who had been rendered unable to reach true death by Gold Experience Requiem," cried out those words:
"Don't come any closer!!!"
Yu Xiaogang instinctively raised his foot and delivered a flying kick, accurately striking Luo Sanpao in the belly and sending it flying.
Yu Xiaogang had put all his strength into that kick. Luo Sanpao rolled across the ground after being hit, letting out an aggrieved "Luo—" cry.
After being kicked onto the ground, Luo Sanpao struggled to climb back up. Its entire body was covered in dust, and it let out mournful "luo luo" whimpers.
Its eyes were full of confusion and grievance—I clearly like Yu Xiaogang so much. Why did he kick me away?
It staggered to its feet, its four short legs trembling slightly. After hesitating for a moment, it still lifted its feet and once again slowly but resolutely walked toward Yu Xiaogang.
Its steps were slow, yet it did not hesitate in the slightest, as though it had to return to its master's side no matter what.
Even though the kicks landed on Luo Sanpao, Yu Xiaogang would also bear part of the damage.
The Soul Power connection between a martial soul and its master was mutual. Every time Luo Sanpao suffered a heavy blow, Yu Xiaogang would experience a slight backlash within his body.