Yu Xiaogang Fell in Love?

"Hahahaha! Born to protect? Then today, I'll show you just what you've protected!"

"Scarface, Rose, don't go too far! Xiaogang, I'll hold them off. Run!"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the enclosed surroundings. Even if he wanted to flee, he had nowhere to go.

"Brother Lang Yi, I'll help you!"

Yu Xiaogang was about to order Luo Sanpao to unleash his farting Soul Skill again.

But Scarface kicked Luo Sanpao away, sending him crashing to the ground, where he lay motionless.

A Martial Soul was connected to its Soul Master. Sensing Sanpao's grievous injuries, Yu Xiaogang suffered a backlash too and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lang Yi had already engaged Rose, but how could someone with three rings be a match for Rose's four?

Within three minutes, he was pinned to the ground and savagely beaten.

Scarface grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the head and slammed him hard against the ground.

A sweet taste immediately rose in his throat.

"Lang Yi, keep your eyes wide open and watch!"

Scarface gave a wicked laugh, then began stripping off Yu Xiaogang's clothes.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? I am the Grandmaster of this age, and I have deep ties with the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall! Aren't you afraid of Spirit Hall?"

Yu Xiaogang roared furiously at Scarface, only for Scarface to stuff his own filthy sock into his mouth.

All he could do was make muffled noises.

"First you claimed to be the young clan master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and now you're with Spirit Hall? Everyone knows those two aren't on good terms. Do you take us for fools?"

"Spirit Hall? Who doesn't know the two of us escaped from Spirit Hall?"

"Exactly! You're still trying to intimidate us with Spirit Hall? Besides, a Soul Grandmaster below rank thirty dares claim a deep friendship with the current Supreme Pontiff? Who the hell would believe that?"

Seeing Yu Xiaogang injured, Lang Yi struggled to rise again.

But Rose bound his hands and feet, leaving him unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as Scarface "tortured" Yu Xiaogang.

"Xiaogang, Xiaogang! No, please, no!"

His despairing cries filled the alley.

Three hours later.

Yu Xiaogang was already a wreck, his entire body overwhelmed by a twenty-year-old slime monster.

Bruises covered him.

Scarface rose in satisfaction and called Rose to leave the alley with him.

As he walked, he looked back at Yu Xiaogang.

"Thank you for your generosity. I'll be your most loyal repeat customer. I look forward to our next meeting!"

Scarface snickered wickedly.

As the two slowly departed.

Lang Yi forced himself to stand despite his numb limbs.

He dared not look at Yu Xiaogang. He had failed to protect him.

Yu Xiaogang gradually came back to his senses.

He silently cleaned the filth from his body by himself.

"Xiaogang, I'm sorry. I'm too useless. If only I were strong enough."

Lang Yi spoke slowly, his expression "downcast."

As though his heartstrings had been touched, Yu Xiaogang suddenly stepped forward and clasped Lang Yi's hand.

"You fought them for me! You were already brave enough. How could I blame you?"

Though Yu Xiaogang was the one who had been hurt, he was comforting him instead.

Lang Yi felt tears welling up.

"Xiaogang~"

He called Yu Xiaogang's name tenderly.

"Lang Yi!"

Yu Xiaogang answered him in turn.

At that moment, Yu Xiaogang felt as though he had found a kindred spirit.

He instantly cast Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong to the back of his mind.

His feelings for those two seemed worth less than a single hair on Lang Yi's head.

Trembling, the two supported each other as they walked out of the alley.

As though they had found freedom.

They gulped down fresh air and freely basked in the cleansing sunlight.

"Lang Yi, though my Soul Power is low, I possess the most extensive knowledge of Soul Master theory in the world! Trust me. I'll make you the strongest Soul Master on the Douluo Continent!"

Lang Yi looked at Yu Xiaogang in astonishment.

He clasped his hand and spoke excitedly.

"Really? I grew up hearing your ten great theories of Martial Soul. I never imagined I'd one day have the honor of becoming your disciple!"

With that, he started to kneel.

But Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stopped him.

"Brother Lang Yi, we've faced death together now. There's no need for us to call each other master and disciple. Just call me Brother Gang!"

"Brother Gang!"

"Brother Yi!"

Yu Xiaogang only regretted meeting Lang Yi so late.

With his innate rank-four Soul Power, if he had absorbed Soul Rings at the limits prescribed by his ten great theories of Martial Soul.

He might have had a chance to become a Soul King someday.

But his first ten-year Soul Ring had now crippled his lifelong potential.

Now, even becoming a Soul Ancestor would be difficult for Lang Yi.

But Yu Xiaogang did not disdain him, nor did he consider his talent poor.

He had always believed that there were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters!

Under his careful guidance, Lang Yi could eventually become a Soul King, or even a Soul Emperor!

Then he thought of his disciple, Tang San.

"I wonder how little San is doing. After a while, I'll take Lang Yi to Shrek Academy and get him properly settled."

Just then, Lang Yi's expression suddenly changed.

"Brother Xiaogang, I'm afraid we'll have to part for now. Scarface and Rose won't let this go! I'm worried they'll target the village where I used to live. I have to go back!"

"All right, Brother Lang Yi. Stay safe on your journey!"

Yu Xiaogang did not suspect much, nor did he volunteer to accompany him and help.

His condition was appalling. If not for Brother Lang Yi, he would have wished to die on the spot with his grievances unavenged.

Going along might only make him a burden.

He would be better off returning to Nuoding Academy to recuperate.

Once he reached Shrek and saw little San.

He, Yu Xiaogang, swore he would make those people regret it!

Enduring the agonizing pain in his legs, he slowly walked back to his dormitory without a word.

Meanwhile, Lang Yi arrived outside the gates of Nuoding City.

Scarface and Rose were already waiting there.

Lang Yi unceremoniously punched Scarface in the chest.

"You bastard, you actually hit me! It hurt like hell!"

Scarface scratched his head with a grin.

"I had no choice. We had to make the act convincing. How are things between you and Yu Xiaogang?"

Lang Yi straightened his clothes.

"Great. He treats me like a kindred spirit."

"He'll probably take me to that damned Shrek place before long."

They nodded.

Just then, Xuan Zi appeared carrying a pile of Image Recording Stones.

He looked at them and nodded in satisfaction.

"I keep my word. Here are three hundred Gold Soul Coins. Divide them among yourselves."

Then his figure flashed, and he vanished again.

Scarface slung his arms around Lang Yi and Rose.

"Three hundred Gold Soul Coins! That's no small sum. Come on, let's go unwind at the Rose Tower tonight!"

Lang Yi and Rose lit up with delight.

They nodded, and the three left with their arms around each other's shoulders.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu had successfully secured nineteen consecutive victories.

She needed only one more opponent to complete today's task of twenty consecutive victories and advance to Bronze Soul Fighter.

She was currently standing in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Her opponent had an arctic bear Martial Soul.

Rank-thirty-four Soul Power and three yellow Soul Rings.

The arctic bear Soul Master unleashed a fierce blizzard the moment the fight began, sweeping across the entire platform.

This was his prized third Soul Skill.

With this powerful blizzard, he had once achieved thirteen consecutive victories.

He was confident no one could withstand his blizzard. Afterward, he would only need to finish his opponent off while they were weakened.

So what if his opponent had a Thousand-Year Soul Ring?

He would still be the final victor.

As expected, the blizzard tore several small wounds across Xiao Wu's body.

With only three rings, she did not have Invincible Golden Body.

She had no effective means of defending herself.

The blizzard dispersed, but the arctic bear Soul Master was nowhere to be seen.

Xiao Wu scanned her surroundings. Her keen senses pinpointed a position, and she suddenly looked up and threw a punch.

It met the arctic bear Soul Master head-on.

Both retreated a step. Ignoring the arctic bear Soul Master's puzzled surprise, Xiao Wu activated Waist Bow in an instant.

Her familiar scissor hold locked around the arctic bear Soul Master, and she twisted sharply to the left.

The momentum hurled the arctic bear Soul Master to the ground.

Maintaining the blizzard for nearly a minute had consumed an enormous amount of Soul Power.

The arctic bear Soul Master's Soul Power had already dropped by half.

Just as he stood and tried to activate his first Soul Skill, Ice Bear Heavy Punch.

Xiao Wu's charm had already penetrated his Sea of Consciousness.

In an instant, the arctic bear Soul Master's first Soul Skill struck his own face.

Under her charm, he could not bear to hurt Xiao Wu in the slightest.

Injured by his own Soul Skill, he fell again and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, his mind cleared.

Just as he shakily tried to stand again.

A pair of high heels struck him square in the face and kicked him off the platform.

"Congratulations to Soft-Boned Enchanting Rabbit on achieving twenty consecutive victories!"

As the announcer declared the result, thunderous cheers erupted from the stands.

Xiao Wu left the platform looking utterly exhausted.

Lin Xiao released some of the life force granted by his fifth Soul Ring, combined with his own already abundant vitality.

In an instant, Xiao Wu felt all her exhaustion vanish, and the small wounds left by the blizzard healed immediately.

"You did well today. That's my little maid. I've finished my business too, so let's go."

Before Xiao Wu could speak, Lin Xiao pulled her away.

Back at the hotel, Lin Xiao entered Xiao Wu's room.

He placed the Image Recording Stones Xuan Zi had brought in the middle of the bed.

"What are these?"

Xiao Wu was very curious, her rabbit ears twitching.

Lin Xiao smiled mysteriously.

"Have you heard of Grandmaster?"

"Grandmaster? That old man with the crew cut who's still only at rank twenty-nine?"

"When I first arrived at Nuoding Academy, he wanted to take me as his disciple. I turned him down flat!"

Xiao Wu recalled the incident and complained.

"That guy with the little beard doesn't even look like a decent person. And he acts so full of himself, as if he's amazing..."

Then she realized something.

If she remembered correctly, Lin Xiao also had a grudge against that master and disciple.

"Are you watching or not?"

Driven by curiosity, Xiao Wu nodded.

Lin Xiao said no more and simply poured soul power into the Image Recording Stone to activate it.

Soon, the Image Recording Stone lit up, and a scene appeared, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

The tangled saga of love and hate between Scarred Rose Lang Yi and Grandmaster began to play out.

Xiao Wu watched, her face flushed crimson.

She had no idea what to say.

All she could do was suddenly pounce on Lin Xiao and viciously bite his shoulder.

"Master, you big pervert!"