Sky Screen The picture is separated from a stone crack, and another golden lock is loosened. Yu Xiaogang falls from mid-air into the Wutan City downtown, and his head is plunged into a basket of rotten vegetable leaves.
The stall owner picked up a wooden stick and beat him, "What kind of lunatic did you come from? You smashed my food and pretended to be dead. Get up and pay!"
Yu Xiaogang received two sticks and climbed out of the vegetable basket with his head in his arms. His robe was stained with muddy soup and half a vegetable leaf was still hanging on his face. The crowd burst into laughter.
He endured the pain in his back and stood up straight, putting on his usual Grandmaster airs, "I am from the Douluo Continent. Please take me to see the city lord of this city, or the person in charge of the strongest sect."
The stall owner raised his stick and glared at him, "You smashed the vegetables and still want to meet the big shot, please pay the money first and stop talking such nonsense that you don't understand!"
Yu Xiaogang felt all over his body, Soul Tool couldn't open it, and the money bag was also lost when he put it in. He could only take half a step back, and his face turned blue and white.
"I can compensate with knowledge. I have studied Martial Soul for decades and have mastered the ten core competition theories. Any sect that has heard of it will treat me as a guest."
People around looked at each other and laughed even louder. Someone pointed at him and asked, "What the hell is Martial Soul? A fancy name you gave yourself after drinking too much?"
Yu Xiaogang suppressed his anger and raised his hand to summon Luo Sanpao, "Look clearly, this is my Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, come out!"
A small ball of yellow light emitted from the palm of his hand and dispersed with a pop. Luo Sanpao couldn't even gather a single hair. Several children nearby clapped their hands and booed on the spot.
"One more, one more!"
Yu Xiaogang's face became hot, and he continued to push Soul Power. His chest became blocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the priest's robe, causing more laughter.
The stall owner listened lazily, then swiped the wooden stick across his calf and knocked him down next to the vegetable basket, "You work without money. If you dare to run away, I will break your legs!"
Yu Xiaogang had never experienced such humiliation before. He stood up with support on the wooden frame and said, "How dare you, my disciple Tang San is the owner of Twin Martial Souls, and even more so Sea God's Legacy!"
"Sea God Who do you think I owe you for food?" The stall owner kicked him on the waist and kicked him out of the stall, "Get away, if you keep talking nonsense I'll call the city guards to arrest you!"
On the Douluo Continent, Liu Erlong saw Yu Xiaogang fall into the ditch, covered his mouth with both hands, and burst into tears.
[Liu Erlong: "Xiaogang has never done heavy work, how could they beat him like this, Sky Screen, send him back quickly!"]
[Flender: "Erlong, there's no point in shouting. He has to understand the rules there first and stop being Grandmaster pretentious."]
[Dugu Bo: "He asked to see the city lord and major sects without knowing anything clearly. Does he really think that the whole world will accept his theory?"]
Yu Xiaogang obviously didn't hear the barrage advice. He climbed out of the ditch, stopped a group of guards with the word "Xiao" embroidered on their chests, straightened their collars and went to greet them.
"You guys stay here. I have an important theory for you, head of the family. Take me there. Xiao Family will definitely become the strongest family on this continent in the future."
The leading guard looked at him and saw that his clothes were in tatters and his face was stained with rotten vegetables. He stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Whose name is Delia? Get out of the way."
Yu Xiaogang blocked the way and said, "I know the absorption limit of Soul Ring, First Soul Ring cannot exceed four hundred and twenty-three years, and Second Soul Ring cannot exceed seven hundred and sixty-four years."
The guard looked irritated when he heard this, "What Soul Ring, the one around your neck? If you block the road again, you will really kick me!"
Yu Xiaogang was anxious to prove himself, and raised his hand to gesture, "Soul Master cultivation is divided into Soul Warrior, Soul Master, and Soul Grandmaster. If you hunt Soul Beast, you can obtain Soul Ring. This is the foundation of cultivation."
The leading guard raised his leg and kicked him in the cheek. Yu Xiaogang rolled and hit the wall. Half of his teeth were mixed with blood and he vomited out. His mind couldn't turn around for a long time.
"You said you didn't understand, and you kept asking me. Do you really think you are your teacher?" The guard patted the top of his boots and walked away with the person.
Yu Xiaogang was lying against the wall, his cheeks swollen rapidly, his mouth was leaking, and he was still mumbling vaguely, "Ignorance, people in this world are too ignorant..."
Passers-by walked around him, and several children picked up mud balls and hit him on the back. He turned around and wanted to curse, but the children had already gotten into the crowd and ran away.
The sky was getting dark, and the aroma of meat wafted from the street restaurants. Yu Xiaogang didn't drink any water all day, and his stomach kept growling, so he could only drag his injured leg into the dark alley.
There was a skinny dog lying in the corner, with half a piece of rancid dry biscuit in front of him. Yu Xiaogang stared at it for a long time, his stomach churning, but he moved his feet over step by step.
"I'm just borrowing it temporarily. I'll compensate you when I find Tang San."
The skinny dog didn't understand the theory, so he bared his teeth to protect the biscuit. Yu Xiaogang picked up the wood chips and drove him away. The dog pounced on him and bit the priest's robe, causing him to fall over.
One person and one dog fought over half a piece of cake for a long time. Yu Xiaogang let the dog scratch the back of his hand and finally got a corner, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard.
The rancid smell rushed into his nose, and he almost vomited it out. Hungry forced him to swallow it again, and tears mixed with the blood on his face and dripped into his collar.
The audience of the Douluo Continent was completely dumbfounded. Grandmaster, who once sat high on the podium of the Shrek Academy, was now huddled in the alley, snatching food from the mouths of wild dogs.
Liu Erlong burst into tears and punched his chest again and again, "Don't eat it, Xiaogang, that thing is broken, please don't eat it!"
Bibi Dong sat in the Pope Hall, watching Yu Xiaogang protect the remaining bit of dry biscuit, the emotions on his face kept changing, and finally he closed his eyes and turned his head.
Flender took off his glasses and wiped them again, then let out a long sigh, "Leaving the Soul Master system, leaving us, Xiaogang can't even fill his stomach."
There were footsteps at the entrance of the alley, and a young man wearing an alchemist's robe walked by, with two medicinal patterns embroidered on his sleeves and a cluster of yellow flames in his palm.
Yu Xiaogang saw the flames, and his eyes glowed again. He ignored the wild dogs and dry biscuits, got up and chased out of the alley, opening his arms to stop the opponent.
"There is something wrong with your fire control method. The flame fluctuation is too large, and the distribution of Spiritual Power is unreasonable. I can give you some advice."
The young apprentice stopped and looked at him from head to toe, "Who are you, your clothes are in such tatters, and you still want to give advice to the alchemist?"
Yu Xiaogang puffed up his chest and tried to regain his momentum in the academy, "Others call me Grandmaster. My theoretical research is unparalleled. If you are willing to become a disciple, I can teach you the method of energy control."
More and more onlookers gathered, and the stall owner who just sold vegetables also squeezed into the crowd. He was happy when he recognized Yu Xiaogang, "This madman is recruiting disciples again. What did you say Soul Ring just now!"
When the young apprentice heard the laughter, he couldn't hold back his face. He raised his hand and slapped Yu Xiaogang, "A guy named Delia dares to use his identity as a teacher to oppress me. Are you looking for a slap?"
Yu Xiaogang fell down and got up again, covering his swollen face and said, "You don't understand, my Martial Soul Theory has been verified countless times, and fire control is also inseparable from the law of energy execution."
"Are you still excited?"
The young apprentice waved his hand and popped out a wisp of yellow flame Dou Qi. The flame fell on the robe and filled half of the sleeves with a roar.
Yu Xiaogang swatted hurriedly, and the flames grew stronger and stronger, burning along the fabric to his right arm. The skin and flesh were quickly blackened and blistered, and he rolled all over the street in pain.
"Put out the fire, put out the fire for me quickly... it hurts, it hurts!"
The young apprentice raised his foot and stepped on his shoulder. The flame continued to burn against his right arm. "Aren't you Grandmaster? You just taught me how to control fire. You can control it yourself."
Yu Xiaogang's lips trembled in pain, and Soul Power and Martial Soul couldn't summon them. He could only use his other hand to dig at the stone slab, and his nails turned up one after another.
People gathered in a half circle on the street, some laughed, some shook their heads, but no one regarded this stranger who was full of theories as a real strong man.
Xiao Family The guard passed by and took a look. He recognized the madman blocking the road and didn't even stop. "You deserve to provoke the alchemist again. Just don't block the street."
The flames finally extinguished, Yu Xiaogang's right arm was charred and festered, and he was curled up in the dust, almost losing the strength to even raise his head.
Liu Erlong threw himself in front of Sky Screen, cried and beat Light Screen, "That's enough, stop broadcasting, how long do you want to humiliate him!"
Bibi Dong opened his eyes again and stared at the huddled man. The obsession that had been suppressed in his heart for many years quietly cracked open.
She finally understood that the man who was full of wisdom and theories could not even catch a slap from the street apprentice if he left Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, her and Liu Erlong.
Flender covered his face and slumped his shoulders, "Erlong, don't lie to yourself. The sect, disciples, and friends have blocked the wind and rain for him for half his life, so he is qualified to stand and reason."
Sky Screen enlarged Yu Xiaogang's charred right arm, and the mechanical sound fell coldly, smashing the last bit of dignity on the continent.
[Test results, the target has lost the Martial Soul system and sect protection, the core theory adaptation rate is zero, and the current survival rating is weaker than the Wutan City ordinary apprentice.]