However, Liu Erlong's actions nearly frightened Yu Xiaogang's soul out of his body. He hurried forward to stop her.
"Erlong! Stop! You can't kill him! His father is Tang Hao!"
At that name, Liu Erlong's pupils contracted, and her flame-wreathed fist froze in midair.
Tang Hao's name thundered in everyone's ears: the youngest Titled Douluo, the man who had killed Qian Xunji, the former Pope of Spirit Hall, with a swing of his hammer.
She had never imagined Tang San was his son. If she actually killed him, Tang Hao would likely unleash a frenzy of vengeance upon her.
"Hmph! Brat, I'll spare your life today."
With a casual fling, Liu Erlong slammed Tang San into the ground like a dead dog, sending dust flying.
After that, she could not be bothered to spare Tang San another glance. She turned and walked straight off with Yu Xiaogang.
Tang San lay sprawled miserably on the ground, blood spilling continuously from his mouth and nose. Every bone in his body felt as though it had fallen apart, and agony pierced his heart and bones.
He stared fixedly at their retreating backs. Deep in his eyes, there was not a trace of fear-only bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent that surged to the heavens.
Liu Erlong!
I, Tang San, will remember this debt well!
You humiliated me like this today. Sooner or later, I'll make you repay it a hundredfold, a thousandfold! You've given me every reason to kill you!
"Ding! Congratulations, host, on goading Liu Erlong into severely injuring the Child of Destiny, delaying his cultivation and plundering a small amount of destiny. Reward: Rare Candy ×2"
Tsk, tsk, tsk. I enjoy the blessings, while you suffer the disasters.
We really are good brothers, Tang San.
Chen Yang gave a thumbs-up, then followed in the direction Liu Erlong had left.
Once they arrived at Yu Xiaogang's dormitory.
Yu Xiaogang could not wait to ask how to use the Soul Tool.
"Don't be impatient, Xiaogang. According to Chen Yang, I just need to throw the Soul Guide Ball at you."
"Sorry for the trouble, Erlong."
A gentle smile rested on Liu Erlong's face as she took the pitch-black Dark Ball and tossed it straight at Yu Xiaogang.
The Dark Ball struck Yu Xiaogang squarely on the forehead, then bounced into the air.
Thud!
A dull impact rang out.
Whoosh!
The next second, the Dark Ball hovering in midair abruptly opened. A dense beam of pure black light burst forth, enveloping Yu Xiaogang completely.
Immediately afterward, a series of strange pig squeals erupted!
"Oink, oink, oink!!"
Under the forcible pull of the dark power, Yu Xiaogang could no longer suppress his Martial Soul. Luo Sanpao, who had been dormant within his body, broke free beyond his control and was sucked into the Dark Ball.
Click-
The Dark Ball's light faded, and it closed automatically before dropping straight down into the steady hand of Chen Yang, who had already concealed himself.
With a casual flick, he stored the Dark Ball in the Distortion World, making it vanish without a trace.
Yet to Liu Erlong and Yu Xiaogang, the scene looked entirely different.
In their eyes, the black light enveloping Yu Xiaogang had forcibly devoured his Luo Sanpao Martial Soul, then vanished into thin air along with the Dark Ball.
After his Martial Soul was forcibly stripped away, Yu Xiaogang's level 29 Soul Power vanished instantly. His already aged body deteriorated further, his hair fell out in clumps, and his skin became as rough and wrinkled as tree bark.
Bone-deep emptiness and weakness swept through every limb. Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the floor, his entire body twitching and trembling violently.
"Impossible! Where's my Martial Soul?! Where's my Soul Power?! No, no!!!"
He frantically tried to circulate his Soul Power, but his dantian was utterly empty. The Martial Soul imprint once rooted deep within his soul had completely dissipated.
"AAAAH!! My Martial Soul! My Soul Power!! Liu Erlong! You bitch! You actually harmed me! Give me back my Martial Soul!!"
Yu Xiaogang threw back his head and roared like a madman, his voice hoarse and shrill, filled with venomous fury.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked possessed. Recklessly, he stretched out his withered, clawlike hands to seize Liu Erlong's throat.
But now his Soul Power was gone, and his body had deteriorated into utter frailty.
He had barely propped himself up when his legs gave way, sending him crashing heavily to the floor in a miserable heap.
Beside him, Liu Erlong panicked completely, her face turning deathly pale.
She stared blankly at Yu Xiaogang, who lay on the floor, crazed and seething with hatred. At a complete loss, she tried to help him up, only for him to slap her arm away.
"I don't need your fake concern! Get out!!"
Tears filled Liu Erlong's eyes, along with guilt and anger.
"Xiaogang, I didn't know! I really didn't know this would happen! Just wait. I'll go get justice for you right now!"
As her words fell, crimson firelight surged around Liu Erlong, and her Fire Dragon Martial Soul possessed her with a thunderous roar!
Scorching, fiery Soul Power swept in every direction. She shot into the air, smashing straight through the roof overhead, then streaked toward Chen Yang's dormitory with fury blazing to the heavens.
The moment she arrived, Liu Erlong shouted herself hoarse, her voice making the surrounding air tremble:
"Chen Yang!! Get out here!!"
Chen Yang, who had returned ahead of her, leisurely pushed open the door and stepped outside, looking up into her furious eyes.
"Oh~ Why so fired up?"
"Give Xiaogang his Martial Soul back!!"
Liu Erlong bellowed, turning into a streak of crimson flame as she dove down. Her palm, wrapped in scorching Fire Dragon Soul Power, reached straight for Chen Yang. She intended to subdue him by force and make him restore Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul and Soul Power.
Facing Liu Erlong's swift assault, Chen Yang showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, he wore an innocent expression.
Using the Teleport ability Xiao Wu had granted him, he flickered repeatedly from place to place, constantly darting around the area.
Against this shameless skill, Liu Erlong's attacks missed every time. Even when she drove her Soul Power to its limit, she still could not keep up with Chen Yang. Each strike fell precisely half a step behind, leaving nothing but fire blazing through the air.
After several fruitless chases, Chen Yang abruptly vanished.
Before Liu Erlong could react, a figure had already appeared behind her. His arms drew gently inward, wrapping securely around her body from behind and locking her firmly in place.
Chen Yang leaned close to Liu Erlong's ear, his tone thick with disappointment:
"It looks like you ended up using the slot I specifically saved for you on that useless Yu Xiaogang after all.
"Liu Erlong, you really leave my heart cold."
Suddenly held fast at such close quarters, Liu Erlong was both shocked and furious. She struggled and twisted desperately, trying to break free.
But Chen Yang's arms remained as steady as a boulder, not budging an inch. No matter how hard she exerted herself, she could not loosen his hold in the slightest.
"Fourth Soul Skill! Bloodthirsty Flames!"
A vicious gleam flashed in Liu Erlong's eyes. Violent crimson flames erupted from her entire body, blasting outward with an overwhelming power that thirsted for blood and burned through bone.
Using Teleport, Chen Yang flickered out of the flames' range in an instant, retreating several meters and landing steadily.
He looked at the furious, frustrated Liu Erlong, his tone carrying undisguised mockery and displeasure.
"Liu Erlong, that Soul Guide Ball was bound to your aura long ago. The rule is simple: only you can use it safely. If anyone else touches and uses it, their Martial Soul will be forcibly extracted."
"I gave you a precious chance to defy heaven and change your fate. You let your own selfish desires take over and used it recklessly, wasting it for nothing."
"You betrayed my trust and crippled Yu Xiaogang with your own hands, yet now you come running here to take your anger out on me? What a joke."
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