Angel Sacred Sword, One Stroke to the Root

Seeing the expression on Yu Xiaogang's face, Golden Crocodile Douluo curled his lips in disdain.

After hearing Yu Xiaogang announce his background and claim to be Yu Yuanzhen's son, Golden Crocodile Douluo made his decision.

Crippling Yu Xiaogang's legs would indeed display Spirit Hall's authority, but it would also completely offend the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Although Spirit Hall did not fear the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the slightest and would sooner or later stand above the continent, it was better to maintain superficial peace for now.

The son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's sect master, already twenty years old, could not even defeat a nine-year-old child from Spirit Hall... Combined with today's events spreading around, it would be enough to make the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan lose all face and send its reputation plummeting!

Seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo handle things this way, Bibi Dong glanced at Ling Jing, then at Yu Xiaogang, who had just climbed up from the urine, and secretly nodded.

When facing Yu Xiaogang, she naturally had no concerns for Little Jing's safety.

This kind of trash was not even worthy of comparison to a single hair on Little Jing's head. There was no way he could defeat Little Jing.

As for Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo beside them, though they were surprised by Golden Crocodile Douluo's decision, neither said anything.

"What? They're actually making twenty-year-old Yu Xiaogang fight that child? That kid looks nine or ten at most, doesn't he?"

"Spirit Hall says it won't bully the young, but wouldn't that mean... Yu Xiaogang is bullying the young instead?"

"Her Holiness the Saintess should be around twenty as well. It should be Yu Xiaogang fighting Her Holiness the Saintess for it to be fair."

"Don't you know? This Yu Xiaogang is a useless Soul Grandmaster with only twenty-fifth-level Soul Power! And that Martial Soul of his... forget it, I won't spoil it. You'll see for yourselves in a moment."

Listening to the discussions around him, Yu Xiaogang drew a deep breath and could not help sneering inwardly.

As long as he could defeat the genius nurtured by Spirit Hall, he would naturally be able to wash away all his humiliation!

As for being eleven years older than Ling Jing... this had been proposed by Spirit Hall itself, not by him. Why should he not accept it with a clear conscience?

Yu Xiaogang brought his hands together before his chest, then swiftly spread them downward as he shouted, "Come out, Luo Sanpao!"

With a puff, a stream of pale purple Soul Power split from Yu Xiaogang's palms, and a creature abruptly appeared before him.

This creature looked much like a dog, but its body was more like that of a pig. It was over one and a half meters long, and its waist circumference was not much less. Its fur was entirely pale purple, its limbs were short and thick, and a round bulge sat atop its head.

Two yellow Soul Rings rose beneath Yu Xiaogang's feet.

Seeing Luo Sanpao's appearance, Ling Jing almost failed to hold it in and burst out laughing.

Although he had long known Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul was Luo Sanpao, seeing such a creature with his own eyes truly made it hard for Ling Jing to suppress his laughter.

Of course, Ling Jing had exceptional self-control. The onlookers around him could not hold it in at all and immediately erupted into laughter.

"What kind of Martial Soul is that!? Is that a pig-dog?"

"That's a beast Martial Soul? Shouldn't beast Martial Souls possess their users?"

"Isn't the inherited Martial Soul of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan supposed to be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? What is that? Hahahaha, I'm dying!"

Laughter and ridicule immediately rang out. Even Golden Crocodile Douluo and the Ghost and Chrysanthemum Douluos showed a trace of astonishment in their eyes.

That Martial Soul...

No, that little thing was rather distinctive.

Even Bibi Dong, who had long known what Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul was, could not help sighing inwardly.

So which eye had she been blind in back then to have nearly taken a fancy to trash like Yu Xiaogang?

Yu Xiaogang could not help taking a few ragged breaths as he clenched his fists.

Perhaps sensing the anger in Yu Xiaogang's heart, Luo Sanpao's gaze gradually turned fierce, and a low growl rumbled from his throat.

But in the next instant, Ling Jing released his Martial Soul.

In an instant, the Mirror Beast Emperor Martial Soul possessed him and swiftly transformed into another form—three pairs of wings abruptly appeared behind Ling Jing, dazzling holy light surged forth, and a greatsword appeared in his hand.

The aura of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was instantly revealed in full.

Before a God-Level Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao immediately showed fear, and his entire body began trembling slightly on instinct.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened instantly, and he blurted out in shock, "That's impossible! Isn't your Martial Soul a Mirror Beast? Why is it the Six-Winged Angel!? Could it be... you have Twin Martial Souls!?"

As his words fell, Yu Xiaogang saw two Soul Rings rise beneath Ling Jing's feet.

One yellow and one purple—the two Soul Rings were especially glaring.

"Your second Soul Ring... how can it possibly be a Millennium Soul Ring? According to my research, a Soul Master's second Soul Ring cannot exceed seven hundred and sixty-four years at most... How could you absorb a Millennium Soul Ring as your second Soul Ring?"

Yu Xiaogang instinctively took two steps back, suddenly realizing something.

Ling Jing, like him, was a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, and he even possessed a Millennium Soul Ring...

Didn't that mean he might not even be Ling Jing's match!?

"Gasp... Am I seeing this right? This child actually has a Millennium second ring?"

"The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul... Spirit Hall's inherited Martial Soul! Spirit Hall has actually cultivated another peerless genius!"

"Yu Xiaogang is in for it now... Isn't he going to get the shit beaten out of him?"

Amid the discussions around him, Ling Jing slowly raised his head and pointed the Angel Sacred Sword in his hand at Yu Xiaogang.

Although Qian Renxue was still only a child and had not even awakened her Martial Soul yet, as long as he contracted with Qian Renxue, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul he obtained could display all the strength available at his current stage. In other words, after copying the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul with his two-ring cultivation, he could likewise wield the strength of a two-ring Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!

As for the colors of the Soul Rings, they naturally matched the Soul Ring configuration of his Mirror Beast Emperor Martial Soul.

Under the pressure of the Angel Sacred Sword, Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and decided to strike first.

"Sanpao!"

Luo Sanpao instantly let out a low roar. A sharp inhaling sound, like a howling hurricane, suddenly rang out, and his already fat belly rapidly expanded, looking like an ever-growing ball.

But Ling Jing clearly would not give him that chance.

If Luo Sanpao really let out that fart, even if it could not affect him much, he would still be smoked senseless.

Ling Jing's figure suddenly moved, instantly appearing before Yu Xiaogang as a flash of sword light swept past.

His hand rose, and the sword fell!

Immediately afterward, a pig-slaughtering shriek rang out—Yu Xiaogang's entire body bent into the shape of a shrimp as he dropped to one knee on the ground, his face twisted in agony.