Su Yuntao Slaps Yu Xiaogang

"Shut up, all of you!" Gangzi roared. He made a hand gesture and summoned his Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao.

Their words had pushed him past his limit. Nothing infuriated him more than people dismissing his theories. He had grown somewhat used to that, but when they brought up Bibi Dong breaking up with him, he could no longer stand it.

His roar stunned everyone for a moment. Then a wave of laughter erupted!

"Hahahaha... Why'd you summon that fat pig Martial Soul? Trying to stink us to death?"

"That fat pig of yours could take a dump, and all it'd do is give the cleaners a little more floor to sweep."

"You... you!" Gangzi roared, his eyes red. "You can all go to hell!"

The First Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up, and dazzling yellow light surged from Luo Sanpao.

Luo Sanpao leaped into the air, his belly swelling enormously as he prepared to attack.

"Holy shit, he's about to fart! Run!"

No one knew which Clone had shouted it, but everyone took off running.

"Fart like thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"

A yellow cloud carrying an overwhelming stench spread through the area. The Soul Master Clones ran fast enough to escape unharmed, and some even grabbed a few ordinary Clones and dragged them along.

The crowd scrambled away, narrowly avoiding Luo Sanpao's foul blast.

But one unlucky group was caught in it.

Among the ordinary people who had come to insult Gangzi, a few were not Bai Ranmo's Clones. They had heard about Gangzi's "heroic deeds" and could not resist coming to say a few words themselves.

Soul Masters pushed them around all the time. How could they pass up a chance to insult one? Besides, Gangzi always looked down on ordinary people, yet this was what he turned out to be. It would have been a shame not to curse him out.

They never imagined it would cost them their lives—or that they would die from a damn fart!

The ordinary people who had joined the commotion collapsed one by one and stopped breathing.

Panting, Gangzi stared at the bodies strewn across the ground. The bloodshot look faded from his eyes, and he stumbled to the ground in panic.

"What... what happened? Did I do all this?"

Disbelief filled Gangzi's face at first. Then came crushing regret.

Of course, he did not regret killing so many ordinary people. He was a Soul Master from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Why would he care about the lives of a few peasants?

What worried him was that he had killed so many civilians in Nuoding City. There was no way he would escape prison!

Before Gangzi could collect himself, Luo Sanpao's stench had dissipated.

The other Clones gathered around and looked at the fallen bystanders with pity.

Dying from a fart... what a miserable way to go!

The body inhabited by Bai Ranmo's main soul rushed in first and pinned Gangzi to the ground.

"You bastard! You killed all these people. You must be an Evil Soul Master! And you call yourself a grandmaster of Martial Soul Theory? Have you no shame? I'm taking you to Spirit Hall to rot in prison. You're finished!"

The other Clones rushed over as well.

A few kicked Luo Sanpao away as they passed.

"No—don't!" Gangzi tried to struggle, but the body Bai Ranmo was using was a Soul Grandmaster too.

Gangzi was so physically weak that he could not even match an ordinary Soul Master.

"You can't arrest me! I'm an honorary Elder of Spirit Hall, and I have a Pope Token!" Gangzi shouted hoarsely. With the last of his strength, he pulled a Pope Token from his pocket.

His idol, Clear Sky Douluo, had given it to him.

Bai Ranmo's eyes lit up. Well, you took it out yourself.

"I'll take that!" Bai Ranmo snatched the Pope Token and slipped it into his own pocket. "Killing people wasn't enough for you? Now you're pretending to be a Spirit Hall Elder?"

"If you're going to lie, at least make it believable. A level-twenty-nine Spirit Hall Elder who attacks by farting? That would be a first!"

The Clones marched Gangzi toward Spirit Hall in Nuoding City. They were still near Nodling Soul Master Academy, so plenty of teachers and students from Nodling Academy saw them.

Bai Ranmo was not about to miss the opportunity. He loudly announced that Gangzi had killed people in the street.

By the time the crowd of Clones arrived at Spirit Hall with Gangzi, Su Yuntao, who had been enjoying an intimate moment with Sisi, was dumbfounded.

"What's going on?" Su Yuntao stepped in front of them.

"Sir, this bastard Yu Xiaogang steals other people's theories to deceive everyone, and he can't bear a word of criticism! We merely called him out, and he farted those innocent people to death!"

Su Yuntao: "...?"

Su Yuntao was genuinely baffled. He had no idea what was happening.

But when several Clones wearing masks carried in the bodies of those killed by the fart, his expression turned grim and furious.

Su Yuntao could not truly identify with ordinary people. He was, after all, a distinguished Soul Master. But he had never bullied civilians. He believed Soul Masters deserved their privileges and could even look down on ordinary people.

Yet precisely because he was a Soul Master, bullying ordinary people would disgrace all Soul Masters!

"Yu Xiaogang, you've got some nerve, murdering so many innocent people! As a Spirit Hall Deacon, I order you to submit to arrest. Otherwise, Spirit Hall will put out a warrant for you!"

As he spoke, Su Yuntao activated Martial Soul Possession. His Lone Wolf Martial Soul gave him wolflike features, while two Soul Rings, one white and one yellow, appeared beneath his feet.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes reddened with rage. How dare a mere Soul Grandmaster speak to him, a Theory Grandmaster, like that?

When Gangzi saw Su Yuntao take out special handcuffs that restrained Soul Power and fasten them around his wrists, he finally lost all composure and roared:

"How dare you! I'm the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Sect Master! I'm a Spirit Hall Elder and the holder of a Pope Token! How dare you treat me—"

Su Yuntao could take no more. He slapped Gangzi across the face.

The blow was hard. Gangzi's head snapped to the side, and two teeth flew from his mouth.

"Senior Ma Xiunuo once told me about the great 'Grandmaster.' Now I see you're nothing but a fraud. You harmed civilians, yet you feel no guilt at all! You disgrace the blood of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. I may be an ordinary Soul Master, but I have morals and principles. I can say with a clear conscience that I'm a decent Soul Master!"

"But you? You plagiarize theories, murder the empire's civilians, kill in the street, and even obstruct a Spirit Hall Deacon! I'll report you to the higher-ups and make sure you're locked in a Prison for serious offenders!"

The more Su Yuntao spoke, the angrier he became. He could not resist giving Gangzi a hard slap across the other cheek.