Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo Kill! Tang San's Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo Stabs Yu Xiaogang to Tears

At last, Yu Xiaogang reached the Divine Realm!

Standing above the Divine Realm, Yu Xiaogang threw back his head and howled.

"Hahahaha!!!"

"I've finally become a god!"

"I've become a fart god!!"

[666!]

[Holy fart god!]

[He really became a god this episode!]

[And a god with a smell!]

[How divine!]

[???]

[Are you out of your mind?]

[At least Gangzi really did become one!]

[Too bad it's only a scripted simulation.]

[So what? He's still actually been a god. At this very moment, Gangzi is a fart god in every sense of the word!!]

[Greatness! No further words needed!]

[Besides, maybe this is the right path for Gangzi?]

[Maybe Luo Sanpao isn't weak; maybe he just never found the right path?]

[Maybe focusing on farts is the only way to become a god!]

[Gangzi, have you seen the light yet?]

[No need to say how you should train from now on, right?]

The Ordinary Livestream Room buzzed with discussion.

In the Elite Livestream Room, where everyone used their real names, people still had reputations and relationships to consider, so they held back somewhat.

Many members of the Elite Livestream Room had been lurking all along, quietly enjoying the spectacle.

"Do you see this, Little San? Your teacher can reach the Divine Realm without you!!!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes brimmed with tears. He was beside himself with excitement!

After countless simulated days and nights steeped in foul farts, he no longer needed a mask. He was completely immune to the stench.

Those tears weren't from the smell.

Likewise, although the livestream room forced him to say his lines and follow the script's directions, it hadn't forced him to cry.

So Yu Xiaogang's emotions at that moment were genuine.

[Elite Livestream Room]

[Gu Xingzhou: How moving!]

[Gu Xingzhou: It brought me to tears!]

[Gu Xingzhou: I never knew Grandmaster was such an accomplished actor!]

[Xiao Wu: It doesn't look like acting to me...]

[Dugu Bo: Could it be that he isn't acting, and those are genuine emotions?]

[Flender: Ahem. I can understand it, actually. After everything Xiaogang's been through, how could he not be excited to become a god?]

[Liu Erlong: Exactly. He suffered so much in the past...]

[Liu Erlong: Even now, people still won't acknowledge him...]

[Zhao Wuji: Too bad it isn't real. It's only a scripted simulation in the end...]

[Gu Xingzhou: But I think this simulated path might actually work.]

[Liu Erlong: How could it? Everyone was joking. You didn't take it seriously, did you?]

[Gu Xingzhou: But Grandmaster can't break through anymore, can he? He has nothing to fear from taking a wrong turn, because there's no road ahead of him at all.]

[Gu Xingzhou: That makes him the best person to try it. If he fails, things can't get any worse. But what if he succeeds?]

[Gu Xingzhou: Not only could Grandmaster become a real fart god, he'd also chart a path for everyone in the livestream room. Wouldn't he?]

[Gu Xingzhou: You all seem to be good friends of Grandmaster's. If you want what's best for him, I really think you should encourage him to give it a try.]

[Flender: It's not exactly pleasant to hear, but he does have a point.]

[Liu Erlong: ...]

At that very moment, in the Divine Realm.

Yu Xiaogang let another fart rip and shot in front of Tang San in an instant.

Seething with anger, he demanded:

"Little San, why didn't you bring your teacher to the Divine Realm?!"

"If I hadn't come up with the path of Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, would you be where you are today?!"

Standing atop his Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo, Tang San looked down at his teacher. He wanted to explain, but the script bound him. He couldn't control himself...

All he could do was give Yu Xiaogang a cold look, as though he were gazing at an ant, and say:

"You still have the nerve to bring that up?"

"Do you really think this is thanks to you?"

"Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo? You actually dared to teach me that! If I hadn't already had the potential to become a god, do you really think that method would've worked?"

"If it weren't for you, how would I have become the weakest god in the Divine Realm?!"

"Do you know how the other gods look at me?!"

"Do you know what this past year has been like for me?!"

Tang San grew more agitated with every word until he was practically shouting.

Then he struggled to rein in his emotions and turned away, his face full of disappointment.

"Forget it. Why am I telling you any of this? You're a good-for-nothing who was still at level twenty-nine when he turned fifty. You could never understand."

"Even among gods, there are differences."

"Tang San, you!!!"

Yu Xiaogang was so incensed by the rebuke that he couldn't get a word out for ages.

[Hahaha, I'm dying. This plot actually sounds pretty convincing.]

[Now it all makes sense.]

[Even if Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo can make someone a god, there's no way it'd make them a strong one!]

[Still at level twenty-nine when he turned fifty. I'm dying.]

[That's practically stabbing Gangzi in the heart with Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo!]

[Do you think this master and disciple will turn against each other after this scene?]

[Hard to say. They really do have a love-hate relationship!]

[I'm already shipping them!]

[???]

[Shipping everyone will only hurt you!]

Yu Xiaogang soon calmed down.

He fixed his eyes on Tang San and resumed his teacherly bearing. Looking just as disappointed, he said:

"Tang San, you're wrong."

"You're the one who understands nothing. You haven't learned even the barest scrap of my teachings, yet you dare lecture me?"

"Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo isn't weak. You simply don't know how to use it."

"The fact that I became a fart god is proof enough that my theory was right."

Yu Xiaogang spoke with conviction.

"Fine. If you think you're right, then let's fight!"

"If you win, I'll acknowledge what you said."

Tang San's voice was cold.

"Fine."

Having become a god, Yu Xiaogang was eager to test his strength too.

This was a rare opportunity.

Fart god or not, it would be his first time fighting with divine power!

And it would be broadcast live across the entire Douluo Continent!

At that moment, everyone knew that he, Yu Xiaogang, had become a true god!

Even if that power vanished later, he would still have reached the Divine Realm. He would still have been a god!

As long as... as long as I prove to everyone that my theory was right, I'll no longer be the Grandmaster they mock!

I'll be a godly teacher!

I, Yu Xiaogang, haven't just taught a god! I've become one myself!

At the thought, Yu Xiaogang excitedly let rip a thunderous fart that sounded as if thunder were crashing through the nine heavens!

"Then let's fight!"

Tang San evidently took the fart as the signal to begin. He immediately pulled off a shoe, stripped off a sock, and quickly tied it over his nose to ward off the stench.

"???"

Seriously? Isn't there any more dignified way to protect myself?!

Tang San was crumbling inside.

Doesn't this just make the stink even worse?

But he had no choice. He couldn't control himself at all. He could only be grateful it was a sock and not some even worse piece of cloth.

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