"Tang Syndrome": Killing Wasn't Enough-He Had to Break Their Spirit!

Titled Douluo were the pinnacle of combat power on the continent!

Every Titled Douluo possessed unparalleled strength.

If their martial soul was unusual, destroying a city would not be difficult—for example, the Poison Douluo from the original story, Dugu Bo.

One had to know that the two great empires, Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou Empire, only had around ten Titled Douluo combined.

Therefore...

The emergence of every new Titled Douluo was immensely significant to any major faction or empire.

Regardless of their origins, they had to be recruited by any means necessary.

Every ordinary person and soul master living on the Douluo Continent understood this sole principle of strength.

But...

Nine entire blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings? How was that possible?

Yet that Titled Douluo's aura was overwhelmingly powerful, sending chills through everyone's bodies and silently proving it was real.

At the Notting City Spirit Hall Branch, Ma Xiunuo looked up at the sky in shock. He saw the two of them.

No wonder Xu Yuan had been unwilling to join Spirit Hall just now.

So he actually had a Titled Douluo backing him!

Meanwhile, at the entrance of Notting Academy.

Tang San and Old Jack stared blankly. They had never expected that upon entering Notting City...

They would encounter a legendary Titled Douluo!

Yu Xiaogang, who had been wearing a dejected expression, had both legs trembling like sieves. His face was full of shock as his gaze remained fixed on the nine Soul Rings.

The blood-red radiance shone brightly, its might shaking all directions!!

"A... a Titled Douluo?!!"

"Xu Yuan actually has such a close relationship with a Titled Douluo? Impossible, absolutely impossible!!"

Yu Xiaogang's "Tang Syndrome" flared up on the spot. His eyes turned crimson as he panted like an ox and roared furiously.

He looked completely insane.

A short while ago, after Yu Xiaogang had left in disappointment, he had spotted another promising talent at the entrance of Notting Academy.

Before he could even exchange a few words, this upheaval had occurred.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang acting like a fool, the surrounding pedestrians and soul masters hurriedly moved away from him.

They were afraid of drawing the Titled Douluo's attention and getting caught in the crossfire.

Naturally, Jingliu noticed this scene as well.

So Jingliu turned her beautiful eyes toward Xu Yuan and said:

"Little brother, does that fool have a grudge against you?"

"Yes, big sister. I have some grievances with him."

Xu Yuan had not forgotten how Yu Xiaogang had sneered at him before, nor his attitude of wanting to use him as an experimental subject.

Of course, there was an even more important reason.

The main quest had arrived.

[Main Quest: Disrupt the Douluo Continent plot. The more changes you make, the greater the rewards. Progress: 0%.]

Noticing Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Old Jack on the ground, Xu Yuan instantly understood the current storyline.

This was the starting point of everything in the original story—where Yu Xiaogang took Tang San as his disciple.

Perfect. Xu Yuan wanted to see what rewards disrupting the plot would bring.

For instance, whether there would be a [Contract Summoning Card].

Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, and Shrek Academy occupied plenty of space in the original story. The wool came from the sheep.

For the rewards, he had to screw them over to the bitter end. Better yet, he could keep fleecing them slowly and steadily.

After hearing Xu Yuan's words, Jingliu parted her red lips and said:

"The Sword Dao values clarity of purpose and settling grudges with satisfaction."

"Little brother, go settle your personal grudge. I will stand behind you."

The white-haired Sword Champion was extremely protective of her own. She twirled her fair wrist, drawing a sword flower that reflected the new moon.

She leaned quietly against the Tanhua Sword, which gleamed with a trace of cold light.

Ten miles of red radiance shone above her head, illuminating all living things!

Hearing Jingliu's words, Xu Yuan immediately gained confidence.

Now that my Sword Champion big sister Jingliu is here, who would dare kill me? Who could kill me?

Empowered by the fused Template Power, Xu Yuan leaped up and crashed down from the sky, landing upon the earth.

Then, holding Dawnmaker, Xu Yuan approached Yu Xiaogang step by step.

Yu Xiaogang was no fool. Sensing ill intent from the newcomer, he immediately summoned his martial soul, Luo Sanpao.

"Luo luo~!"

A pale-purple creature over one and a half meters long appeared, with a build and waistline similar to a fat pig.

It resembled a dog, with short, thick limbs and a bulge on its head.

Two yellow Hundred Year Soul Rings quickly emerged as well.

Xu Yuan frowned because Yu Xiaogang had already skillfully put on a mask. He was clearly preparing to unleash a soul skill.

Farting to choke people might not be very damaging, but it was highly insulting.

It was one thing for his Soul Power to be weak, but being disgusting was unforgivable!

Seeing this, Xu Yuan swiftly stepped forward.

He swung Dawnmaker with both hands and slammed it down in a sweeping strike.

Bang!!

"Luo~"

Luo Sanpao let out a miserable cry and was sent flying.

Like a mosquito struck by an electric swatter, it saw stars and tumbled head over heels several times in confusion.

Luo Sanpao was struck by Dawnmaker's New Moon Sweep, and Yu Xiaogang immediately felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His face turned pale.

This was because martial souls were closely tied to their soul masters.

Xu Yuan had not even enhanced the strike with Soul Power, nor had he used any skills or Dawnmaker's own Dawnforce.

Xiaogang really was weak as hell.

"Too weak. Didn't someone call himself a master of martial soul theory? Why are you so pathetic?"

"So you're just a showy fraud who only knows how to talk?"

Xu Yuan held Dawnmaker upright before him and looked down at the other man from above.

Hearing the mockery, Yu Xiaogang's old face flushed crimson.

Especially when the pedestrians and soul masters watching from afar cast strange looks at him.

Both of them were soul masters, but Xu Yuan's weapon martial soul did not have a single Soul Ring, yet he could still utterly crush Yu Xiaogang.

Tang San, standing nearby, furrowed his brow.

Tang San had originally thought Yu Xiaogang was a powerful soul master. He had not expected his martial soul to be a pig-like creature.

For a moment, even Tang San, who had been watching the show, could not keep a straight face.

"Hmph! How crude. I, Yu Xiaogang, am a scholar. I won't stoop to fighting and killing like a brute such as you."

Yu Xiaogang shamelessly tried to change the subject.

Before he had even finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang recalled Luo Sanpao and tried to leave this troublesome place.

With danger afoot, he was about to make a run for it.

Hearing that, Xu Yuan decided to break his spirit!

With a flash, he blocked Yu Xiaogang's escape route.

He blocked the bridge!

"Trying to run? No chance."

Xu Yuan thrust Dawnmaker forward and held it directly across Yu Xiaogang's neck.

The blade was sharp, and Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly cleared.

"Xu Yuan, why won't you let me go?"

Yu Xiaogang's expression was incomparably ugly, his face full of anger.

Yet Yu Xiaogang had completely forgotten that he himself had kept pestering Xu Yuan earlier and had even wanted to use him as a lab rat.

Karma boomerang incoming.

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Yuan slashed diagonally, sending out a sword light.

"Shhk~"

The blade could slice through hair, and Yu Xiaogang suddenly felt a chill atop his head.

Several clumps of black hair were sliced away. Xu Yuan had shaved Xiaogang bald on the spot.

Moreover, the sword light carried a trace of Dawnforce.

Under the scorching golden flames, several burn scars were branded onto his scalp.

Xiaogang instantly turned into a bald, middle-aged monk.

"Ah!!"

Yu Xiaogang was scared out of his wits and could not help letting out a shrill scream.

Still unable to believe it, Yu Xiaogang reached up and touched the top of his head, only to bare his teeth in pain from the burn.

"This is only a little interest. Next, we should discuss the compensation you owe, Xiaogang."

Xu Yuan held Dawnmaker against Yu Xiaogang's neck, the smile on his face like that of a demon.

A man could not get rich without windfall wealth, just as a horse could not grow fat without night grazing.

As the saying went, killing wasn't enough—he had to break their spirit!