The Self-righteous Cheng Gang, Sent Flying with One Punch

"Do you have a death wish?"

The moment Ye Ming spoke, the atmosphere in the hotel room turned icy.

"Brat, do you know who you're talking to?"

Cheng Gang raised his right hand, and Ye Ming felt his vision darken as the surrounding light instantly dimmed.

A terrifying surge of soul power blanketed the entire room.

The pressure of a Titled Douluo radiated from him, crushing down upon Ye Ming and the other two.

With his chin slightly raised and his arrogant posture unchanged, he declared proudly, "I am Cheng Gang, the guardian Titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire!"

"Based on your disrespect toward me just now, even if you are students of Shrek Academy, I can still suppress you with a wave of my hand!"

Meanwhile, in the enormous room at the end of this hotel floor,

Xuan Zi took a bite of chicken wing, then happily washed it down with a gulp of wine. He muttered, "He's really bragging his ass off."

"A pure strength-type Titled Douluo at rank ninety-one, and he still dares to put on airs before those three."

"Tsk, things are finally getting interesting."

Xuan Zi was not worried in the slightest about Ye Ming and the others' safety.

If Mu Lao had not arrived so quickly last time, the two Titled Douluo from the Holy Spirit Cult might well have been defeated.

He had seen it all clearly back then. The strength displayed by the three of them through their martial soul fusion skill was utterly terrifying.

This Soul Fighting Tournament posed no challenge to Ye Ming.

That idiot Cheng Gang had come at just the right time. Not only could Xuan Zi have some fun, but he could also use this chance to temper Ye Ming and extort a huge sum from the Star Luo Royal Family.

Three birds with one stone. Perfect!

On the other side,

Cheng Gang's overwhelming pressure surged toward the three of them, intending to teach them that a Titled Douluo could not be humiliated!

Yet to his surprise, Ye Ming and the other two did not even furrow their brows in the face of his frightening pressure.

"Old bastard, if I didn't know you were the guardian Titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire, do you think I'd still be standing here listening to you show off?"

Ye Ming released Di Ruiqiu and Gu Yuena's soft little hands and stared directly at Cheng Gang. "Say what you want to say, or get the hell out."

"I really don't have time to play around with you."

A rank ninety-one pure strength-type Titled Douluo was simply the perfect whetstone delivered right to his door.

Using the three-person martial soul fusion skill against him would have been a little too much of a bully move.

An opponent like this was truly hard to find, even with a lantern!

The arrogance on Cheng Gang's face froze instantly.

This brat actually did not take him seriously at all!

I, Cheng Gang!

A Titled Douluo!

An existence envied and revered by countless soul masters!

His fists clenched.

If Ye Ming had not still been wearing the Shrek Academy uniform, and if Cheng Gang had already exposed his identity, he would have been unable to stop himself from attacking and taking his rings and bones.

Cheng Gang stopped pretending. His sharp gaze fell upon Ye Ming as he demanded, "Speak. Which ferocious beast did you transform from?"

"You didn't expect this, did you? You hid yourself well enough to fool others, but you cannot fool me!"

Di Ruiqiu and Gu Yuena's pupils contracted slightly as they instinctively reached for Ye Ming's hands again.

Both of them thought Cheng Gang possessed some special method that had allowed him to discover their identities.

But Ye Ming was not panicked in the least. He knew this guy Cheng Gang had no evidence at all.

He was just trying to scare them.

Ye Ming curled his lip. "What ferocious beast? What beastman? Old bastard, if you don't leave now, I really won't be polite."

Cheng Gang's brows knitted tightly enough to crush a mosquito. This brat's mouth was far too vicious.

Shrek Academy was too powerful. Before exposing Ye Ming's identity, Cheng Gang still had to be somewhat wary.

"Stop pretending. It's useless."

"You needn't think of any way to escape, either. With your current cultivation, you don't stand even the slightest chance before me."

Cheng Gang snorted coldly. "I have already sealed this place with my soul power. Neither your voice nor you yourselves have the slightest chance of escaping."

"Since you refuse to admit it, I will expose you myself and let you die fully convinced!"

As he spoke, Cheng Gang stepped forward several paces. His aura abruptly swelled as he tried to forcefully crush the three of them to the ground.

Ye Ming's hands transformed into golden dragon claws, and four terrifying soul rings—three black and one red—appeared abruptly.

At the same time, his black second soul ring flashed.

Golden Dragon Overlord Form!

Golden light flickered. Cheng Gang's formidable pressure struck the golden barrier, but not only did it fail to break through it, it instead became a source for Ye Ming to accumulate strength.

"Three black and one red... truly terrifying soul rings!"

Having forced out Ye Ming's soul rings, Cheng Gang sneered. "At the instant you released them, a trace of a soul beast's origin aura leaked out."

"Others might not have noticed it, but it could not escape this Douluo's discerning eyes!"

"My martial soul possesses the sharpest spiritual senses. It allowed me to sense your aura immediately."

"Let me think. Among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts, a soul beast possessing dragon claws and a strength attribute... You cannot be Di Tian."

A glint of wisdom flashed through Cheng Gang's eyes as he declared, "Either you transformed from the Hell Demon Dragon King, or you transformed from the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear!"

After all, the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear also possessed dragon bloodline.

Ye Ming's expression turned somewhat strange.

Honestly, this was different from the Holy Spirit Cult, who kept insisting that he was a transformed soul beast.

Although Cheng Gang was merely making deductions based on that so-called spiritual sense, he had actually guessed correctly.

However, Ye Ming was neither Zi Ji nor Xiong Jun. He was a transformed Emperor Auspicious Beast!

This guy's spiritual sense isn't accurate at all!

All three of us are transformed soul beasts, yet he only singled me out.

Di Ruiqiu and Gu Yuena said nothing. Both had already prepared to make a move.

"Enough with the act. You have no chance now!" Cheng Gang was impressed by his own deduction and laughed. "I never expected my luck to be this good. I actually caught one of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts!"

"Whether you are the Hell Demon Dragon King or the Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear, this harvest will be enough for me to trade for an entire set of super soul bones!"

"Ha! Hahahaha!"

As he spoke, Cheng Gang, utterly confident in himself, raised his hand and reached for Ye Ming.

At that moment, Ye Ming grinned.

After enduring that old bastard's pressure for so long, the double suppression of soul power had finally allowed Golden Dragon Overlord Form to accumulate enough strength!

"Self-righteous old bastard, yapping and babbling nonstop!"

"Say it to my Golden Dragon Claw instead!"

"Take this!"

Golden Dragon's Strength!

Golden Dragon Phantom!

Two black lights lit up as Ye Ming drew back his arm and threw a punch at the approaching Cheng Gang.

Roar!

A golden dragon roared forth, tearing apart the chandelier, carpet, and furniture in the room as it blasted toward Cheng Gang with overwhelming force.

"You still dare to fight back?"

"Hmph, then let me weigh just how capable you, a ferocious beast, truly are!"

Cheng Gang snorted inwardly as his thousand-year soul ring glowed purple, covering his body in a layer of earthen-yellow armor.

"Brat, after transforming, you're nothing more than an ordinary soul master. My Rock-solid Defense is—ugh!!"

Before Cheng Gang could finish speaking, the golden dragon formed by the combined force of three soul skills slammed into him.

With a crack, the earthen-yellow armor around Cheng Gang's body shattered instantly.

His eyes widened. He only had time to let out an "ugh" before the golden dragon sent his entire body flying backward!

The impact smashed through the hotel wall and sent him plummeting toward the ground below.

However, Cheng Gang was a Titled Douluo after all. He hurriedly stabilized himself, rose into the air, and stared at Ye Ming and the other two through the hole blasted into the hotel.

Rather than becoming angry after being sent flying by one punch, Cheng Gang became even more certain of his guess!

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he sneered. "That punch was strong enough!"

"As expected of a strength-attributed ferocious beast after transforming!"