Yu Xiaogang's Public Humiliation, Reduced to a Beggar, and the Shrek Four Dogs' Tournament Qualification!

And soon.

The existence of Yu Xiaogang was also discovered by Spirit City residents and Soul Master people who came and went.

"Isn't this the liar?"

Someone came up to read the words on the wooden sign clearly, and spat on the spot. "Wow! Pretending to be Grandmaster, copying other people's things, and how dare you disrespect the Pope!"

"This piece of shit is so useless! It's so light!"

"Bah! What Grandmaster, I think it's worse than a dog!"

This news spread throughout half of the Spirit City in one morning, and by noon, the wooden pile was already crowded with people, and the curses were piled on top of each other.

Listening to these words, Yu Xiaogang lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

He didn't dare to talk back.

My cultivation is gone and my legs are broken. Now if a child comes up at random, I can beat him to the ground.

The first rotten vegetable leaf hit him in the face.

Then came the second and third ones.

Soon, the rotten eggs came too.

The eggshell shattered on his forehead, and the sticky yolk dripped down the bridge of his nose.

Later, someone picked up a piece of dog shit and threw it at him with a smile.

"Oh, this is the right one for him!"

The onlookers burst into laughter, some clapped their hands, and some turned around and ran home, saying they would go back and get more.

After three days of this, a hill had been piled under the wooden piles.

Rotten vegetables, rotten eggs, broken shoes, dirty water, dog feces, everything. Yu Xiaogang was tied tightly in the middle, with the entire lower body buried inside.

"Help... help..."

His cry for help was sharp and thin, like a dying chicken.

There was only a burst of laughter in response to him.

At night, the streets finally became quiet.

Yu Xiaogang's stomach was throbbing with hunger, and his throat was as dry as if someone had rubbed it with sandpaper.

He rummaged around in the garbage for a long time and finally found a rotten vegetable leaf that was relatively clean.

He hesitated for a moment, then stuffed it into his mouth.

It was sour and bitter, but he chewed it and swallowed it.

When one piece was not enough, he took out the second and third pieces.

In the middle of the night.

Thirst.

Being thirsty is worse than being hungry.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.

There was nothing around.

Finally, he slowly lowered his head and began to drink his own urine.

As soon as the fishy smell rushed up, he retched on the spot, but he did not dare to vomit.

If you vomit, you drink it in vain.

So, he gritted his teeth and swallowed it one bite at a time.

"I, I am Grandmaster..."

"I am Grandmaster..."

He comforted himself like this while drinking.

Unexpectedly, something happened on the fourth night.

Those rotten vegetable leaves were very unhygienic in the first place, and when he drank that kind of thing, his stomach turned upside down on the spot.

"Gulu--"

There was a muffled sound.

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed instantly.

He tried desperately to hold it in, but his body had been tortured to the point where he had no strength left.

Poof.

Puff.

A series of sounds came from under him.

A warmth trickled down his trouser legs.

Yu Xiaogang was frozen in place.

"No, no..."

He wanted to shout, but the voice was so soft that even he couldn't hear it.

By the middle of the night, his whole body was covered in shit yellow, a mess from head to toe, and his gray robe was no longer recognisable.

"Put, let me down..."

He begged in a low voice to the empty square.

No one answered him.

It was also that night that Yu Xiaogang thought about death for the first time.

As long as he banged his head against the wooden stake, he could be freed in a few strokes, but every time, he stopped at the last moment.

"No!"

"I am Grandmaster, and I also have Tang San!"

"When he becomes Titled Douluo, when I, Yu Xiaogang, become famous..."

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang took another breath for himself.

He relied on this idea to survive the remaining three days.

The seven days expire.

The rope was untied.

Yu Xiaogang was like a bag of mud, sliding down from the wooden pile and hitting the ground heavily.

No one came to help him.

He climbed little by little from the square to the city gate, leaving a long, yellow-brown mark where he crawled.

When pedestrians on the road saw him, they all covered their noses and ran away.

"Who is this? It stinks!"

"Don't worry about him. This kind of person is unlucky and doesn't deserve pity. He deserves it!"

From Spirit City to Nuoding City, it was a thousand miles, and Yu Xiaogang climbed for more than ten days.

Both legs were broken, so he could only support the ground with his hands and move forward inch by inch.

When he couldn't move any more, he would lie down and rest for a while. When he was hungry, he would pick up things left on the roadside to eat. When he was thirsty, he would crawl to the edge of the ditch and take a sip of dirty water.

After more than ten days, he became so thin that he was out of shape, with strands of hair sticking to his scalp, and his whole body was covered in mud and feces.

The generation "Grandmaster" has completely become a beggar.

This day.

He finally climbed back to where Nuoding City was.

"Dong dong."

He hit the door panel twice with his head.

The door opened.

Tang San stood in the door, looking down at the mass on the ground.

"Where did the beggar come from?"

Tang San frowned. "Go elsewhere if you want food, I don't have it here."

"Xiao, mistress..."

Yu Xiaogang raised his head and called out with his sharp and thin voice, "It's me..."

"It's Master..."

Hearing this sentence, Tang San was stunned for a moment.

He stared at the mass on the ground for a long time before he recognized some familiar outlines among the pile of dirty things.

"Master?"

Tang San's expression suddenly changed. "You, why did you become like this?"

That night.

Yu Xiaogang developed a high fever.

He was talking nonsense when he was burning. He would shout Bibi Dong at one moment and "I am Grandmaster" at another. The fever lasted for three days and three nights.

When he woke up in a daze, he reached out and touched his head.

One hand is full of hair.

Touch again.

It was so bare that not a single strand was left.

A head of hair fell out cleanly.

Coupled with the fact that his cultivation is completely useless and his legs are broken, he has become a complete useless person.

And on the other side.

Yao Xuan sits in the Spirit Hall.

"Soul Master Tournament is about to start. Without Shrek Four Dogs, it won't be fun!"

He raised his hand and touched it gently.

The Xue Qinghe puppet, who is far away from Heaven Dou City, begins to take action.

A few days later.

A message spread throughout the streets of Heaven Dou City.

Heaven Dou Imperial Family wants to recruit wise men and select contestants for Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament. Regardless of their origins, as long as Soul Power is qualified, they can sign up.

As soon as the news came out, the threshold of the registration office was blocked by people that day.

And in a broken house.

Yu Xiaogang was lying on the door panel. After hearing this message, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Sign up, sign up!"

"Take the four of them!"

He turned his head to Tang San: "Xiaosan, take the master with you!"

"We still have a chance!"

"As long as we can show up in that competition, no one will dare to look down on us anymore!"

And obviously.

With special benefit from Yao Xuan.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San and Shrek Four Dogs.

He was successfully selected and got an opportunity to participate in Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament from Xue Qinghe.