Tremble! Fear!
This was me, Yu Xiaogang, a mighty Soul Grandmaster, possessor of world-shaking wisdom! The power of the Number One Theoretical Master of the Continent!
Yu Xiaogang desperately suppressed the corners of his mouth, which kept rising.
His Soul Grandmaster cultivation was enough to leave the old man before him with an unforgettable impression!
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang radiated an overbearing aura from head to toe!
Li Yusong picked at his ear. Ever since joining Shrek Academy, he had restrained his temper considerably. Unless absolutely necessary, he did not want to resort to violence.
"Get lost before this old man changes his mind."
Li Yusong's calm warning left Yu Xiaogang stunned.
"Hiss, could this old man be some reclusive expert?"
Having suffered plenty of setbacks, Yu Xiaogang's vigilance was now nearly at its peak. He carefully examined Li Yusong from head to toe again.
A stooped back, thick calluses on the web between his thumb and forefinger, a weathered face, and graying hair.
No matter how he looked at him, he did not resemble a powerful expert. Instead, he looked like an old man from an ordinary family who had toiled all his life.
"Fine, fine, fine. You're trying to bluff me? Heh. Good thing this Grandmaster is brilliant, or I really might have been fooled by you."
Yu Xiaogang curled his lips disdainfully.
With the world-shaking wisdom inside his crew-cut head, he could tell after a moment's thought that the old man before him was bluffing!
His purpose was to stop Yu Xiaogang from making a scene and get him to leave quickly!
"Old fool, if someone with low intelligence had come here, they might truly have been deceived by your acting. But unfortunately, this Grandmaster is hailed as the Number One Theoretical Master of the Continent. Your little tricks cannot fool this Grandmaster."
"This Grandmaster will give you one more chance. Call out your headmaster, and this Grandmaster can still spare your life. Otherwise..."
Yu Xiaogang was brimming with confidence.
Amazing! This was amazing! This was the bearing a theoretical master like him ought to have!
Seeing Yu Xiaogang so confident, Li Yusong's facial muscles twitched several times.
What, had time changed behind his back without taking him along?
Since when had Soul Grandmasters become this impressive?
"So you want to fight me?"
A hint of danger emerged from Li Yusong's body. Yet in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, that aura
was merely Li Yusong's final struggle.
"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, old man. Later, this Grandmaster will not go easy on you just because you're so old."
Bang!
The moment Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, he suddenly felt his body inexplicably fly into the air. At the same time, a blunt, whipping pain came from his waist.
"Knock him down first! Then drive him back! Prevent him from running!"
Li Yusong swung the Dragon-Patterned Cudgel in his hand and struck Yu Xiaogang's legs.
"Awoo!!"
A pig-slaughtering shriek immediately burst from Yu Xiaogang's mouth.
"It's over! This Grandmaster has kicked an iron plate again!"
The instant Yu Xiaogang was sent flying, he understood that he had provoked the wrong person yet again.
"Damn it! Why are there so many experts in this world? And among all these experts, why can't one of them be me?!"
Yu Xiaogang glared resentfully at the sky.
Spin-off! Spin-off! The newly ascended Fart God single-handedly challenged the entire God Realm!
Cough, cough!
Just as Yu Xiaogang was blaming the heavens, Li Yusong coughed. Gripping the Dragon-Patterned Cudgel, he walked toward Yu Xiaogang, who was sprawled on the ground.
Yu Xiaogang swallowed nervously and asked in panic, "Y-you... what are you doing? I'll have you know, I know your headmaster."
Faced with Yu Xiaogang's utterly harmless warning, Li Yusong remained expressionless.
"Heh, one last chance, was it?
Go easy on you, was it?
Little tricks, was it?"
With every sentence Li Yusong spoke, the Dragon-Patterned Cudgel in his hand landed squarely on Yu Xiaogang's body.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts, hurts, hurts! I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have been so arrogant! Please, be magnanimous and spare my life!"
Yu Xiaogang clutched his head tightly. He had originally wanted to protect his little brother, but then he remembered that it was already gone, so he simply covered his head instead.
Grandmaster Yu's handsome face absolutely could not suffer any damage!
Otherwise, it would be a tremendous loss for the Douluo Continent!
After beating him for quite some time, Li Yusong finally stopped. He was genuinely afraid of beating Yu Xiaogang to death.
"Sigh, I really haven't exercised in too long. A Soul Grandmaster actually endured ten strikes from me."
With an ordinary Soul Grandmaster, let alone ten strikes, after five strikes, anyone still able to breathe would be one in ten thousand.
Yet this one could not only breathe, but still open his mouth to beg for mercy.
How strange. Were Soul Grandmasters these tough nowadays?
Li Yusong returned to the wooden chair before the table, took a sip of tea from the table, and said,
"Get lost! Otherwise, this old man will let you taste the Dragon-Patterned Cudgel again."
Hearing the latter half of those words, Yu Xiaogang could not help but shudder all over.
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"
Yu Xiaogang shakily crawled to his feet and staggered toward the small grove nearby.
It hurt! It really hurt!
Grandmaster Yu truly did not want to experience it a second time!
Yu Xiaogang entered the small grove to the side. Only after making sure he could not be seen from outside while still being able to see outside himself did he find a spot and sit down with his arms wrapped around his knees.
"Flender, Erlong, where are you two?!"
Yu Xiaogang felt utterly wronged right now. Was it easy for him to come seek refuge with a good brother?
First, he had encountered that black-hearted brute Ma Fu. Then he had run into this overbearing, unreasonable gatekeeper.
Had he known this would happen, he would have stayed at Notting Academy and waited for Liu Erlong to return!
After all, anything would have been better than his current situation!
After who knew how long, the sky had already gone dark when Yu Xiaogang finally heard a cheerful voice reach his ears.
Yu Xiaogang followed the source of the voice with his eyes. Upon seeing its owner, two streams of hot tears slid down his face against his will.
Flender! I've waited for you for so long!
Flender had been exceptionally lucky today, because he had heard from a child that his good brother—the Number One Theoretical Master with world-shaking wisdom—had arrived at Shrek Academy!
As for how he had confirmed it, naturally, he had recognized the item at the child's waist as his good brother's Storage Soul Guidance Device!
After questioning the child further, the child had also told him about his good brother. Moreover, that child was his good brother's only disciple!
That child was naturally Tang San.
With his good brother's outstanding theoretical knowledge joining Shrek Academy, the strength of Shrek Academy's students would surely rise to an even greater level!
By then, after receiving his good brother's instruction, the students of Shrek Academy would certainly reach a terrifying level of strength!
That way, he would have even more theories to swindle people with—ah, no! To earn registration fees with!
At the thought of all those Gold Soul Coins he would never be able to spend, a thread of drool slipped from the corner of Flender's mouth against his will.
"Flender!"
Just as Flender was lost in his fantasies, a duck-like voice suddenly rang out from the small grove nearby.
The next moment, Flender saw only a black shadow flash past him. Then he felt something tightly wrap around both his legs.
"Flender! Brother, I've suffered so much! Brother, I've been wronged!"
As Yu Xiaogang spoke, he began bawling his eyes out.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Why are you hugging this headmaster's legs?"
"Holy shit! Don't you dare wipe your snot on this headmaster's pants!"
"These are the pants this headmaster spent a fortune on specifically to meet my good brother!"
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