"Yu Xiaogang!"
The cold voice exploded like thunder!
Every gaze in the hall turned toward the Grandmaster, who sat alone in a corner.
"You..."
"You're Brother Tianming!" The Grandmaster slowly rose to his feet, his eyes full of disbelief.
How had his older clansman, who was clearly dead, appeared here!?
"Hmph! Don't call me your brother. I'm not blessed enough for that!" Yu Tianming sneered, his eyes full of mockery and a killing intent from deep within his heart!
Xiao Yan finally came to his senses too.
Yu Tianming!
Yu Xiaogang!
The only clan surnamed Yu on the Douluo Continent!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
So these two were members of the same Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!?
But their relationship didn't seem very good.
Yu Tianming's expression was cold. "Yu Xiaogang, I don't believe I invited you to this banquet, did I!?"
He raised a hand slightly, releasing a surge of powerful Soul Power!
The Grandmaster's face instantly went pale!
Now that Yu Tianming had regained his strength, he could crush the Grandmaster with one hand!
"Soul Saint... You've actually regained your strength!?" Yu Xiaogang gasped for breath, but couldn't help asking.
"Hmph! Heaven has not been unkind to me. In my later years, I had the good fortune to meet Brother Xiao Yan. Not only have I regained my strength, I've reached an even higher level!"
Yu Tianming looked at Xiao Yan, his gaze full of warmth.
Then he abruptly spun around and said coldly, "And you just tried to drive my brother away?"
"Who gave you the courage!?"
The pressure of a Soul Saint was terrifying beyond measure. The entire second floor fell deathly silent in an instant!
Everyone looked startled, shaken by Yu Tianming's strength.
"The vice hall master really has grown stronger. I'm afraid he's already reached the peak of the Soul Saint realm!"
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is too powerful!"
Xiao Yan was exceptionally shocked as well.
Yao Lao teased, "That brother you picked up looks pretty formidable."
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul truly deserves its title as the number one Beast Martial Soul under heaven!"
The Grandmaster's face was completely drained of color, and he stood there in a daze.
He could neither leave nor retreat.
He could only drop into his chair.
His legs had gone weak.
At that moment,
Only the lord of Nuoding City could remain unfazed.
The city lord looked at the head of Nuoding Academy beside him. "Old Du, you brought the Grandmaster in, didn't you?"
Cold sweat poured down Dean Du's face as he nodded.
The city lord said calmly, "Deal with it yourself. Don't offend the vice hall master."
"Yes!"
Dean Du hurried over to Yu Tianming and apologized. "I didn't know you and Yu Xiaogang were on bad terms, Vice Hall Master. I'll take him away right now!"
With that, Dean Du helped the weak-legged Grandmaster to his feet.
The two prepared to leave.
A thunderclap erupted, and lightning crackled incessantly at the exit.
The city lord exclaimed, "What powerful lightning!"
It was Yu Tianming who had struck, blocking their path with lightning crackling in one hand.
"Did I say you could leave!?"
Dean Du swallowed and looked to the city lord for help.
The latter shook his head.
Dean Du could only leave the Grandmaster where he was.
Yu Tianming lifted Yu Xiaogang with one hand and snarled, "Tell the world what you did in the past!"
The Grandmaster gritted his teeth. "What did I do!?"
"You still won't admit your wrongdoing!? Then I'll tell them!"
"Back then, you clashed with Pope Qian Renji over a romantic affair!"
"When you failed to win her love, you actually tried to use the clan's power to pressure the Pope!"
"You falsely claimed to be acting on the clan head's orders, leaving hardly anyone in my branch of the clan alive or unhurt!"
"Hmph, Qian Xunji used underhanded tactics. Why couldn't I strike back!?" the Grandmaster retorted.
"He used underhanded tactics? What about you!?" Yu Tianming was so angry he laughed, then cursed:
"You used your position as the clan leader's son to order troops about. How many of our loved ones did you get killed!?"
"My wife and children died in that inexplicable battle!"
With a casual throw, Yu Tianming sent the Grandmaster crashing into the wall, blood spilling from his mouth.
"Because of you, my Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was set back, I was gravely injured, and my wife and children are gone!"
Yu Tianming wanted nothing more than to slap Yu Xiaogang to death.
Struggling up from the ground,
Yu Xiaogang was covered in wounds, a miserable sight.
He sneered. "Isn't it all because you were a bunch of good-for-nothings? If you'd beaten Qian Xunji, how would I have suffered what came afterward!?"
"You really want to kill me right now, don't you!"
"But you can't!" Yu Xiaogang burst into laughter and pulled a token from his robes.
A Spirit Hall elder!
And an imperial token from the current Pope, Bibi Dong!
"With this Pope Token here, who can kill me!?" Yu Xiaogang looked around and laughed.
The room fell silent, everyone watching the deranged man with cold eyes.
"Using the Spirit Hall you hate most to protect yourself-I look down on you from the bottom of my heart, you good-for-nothing!" Yu Tianming waved a hand, ready to have Yu Xiaogang thrown out.
This man who had once been at odds with the Spirit Hall.
Now relied on the Spirit Hall to keep himself alive!
The last trace of goodwill Yu Tianming had for the Grandmaster vanished.
Yu Xiaogang stood up like a man possessed.
He roared, "I'm a good-for-nothing!? You're calling me a good-for-nothing!?"
"Good-for-nothing!"
"Heh heh heh... I'm a good-for-nothing because my good-for-nothing father gave me a good-for-nothing Martial Soul!" Yu Xiaogang's eyes were bloodshot, full of hatred for the father he hadn't seen in so long.
He murmured, "If I had a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul like yours, Dong'er would never have left me."
"There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless people. Grandmaster, you said that yourself." Xiao Yan spoke up.
Yu Xiaogang revered those words as a classic, yet now he was blaming his own Martial Soul.
His misfortune invited pity; his wretchedness invited contempt.
The guests around them sighed too.
"This so-called Grandmaster seems to be nothing but a fraud who has deceived the world and stolen his reputation."
"No wonder this Grandmaster has such a poor reputation. He's a scoundrel like this!"
"Yu Xiaogang, you're not worthy of being called Grandmaster!"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression grew uglier.
These people actually dared to humiliate him!
He stood up with a sneer and looked at Yu Tianming. "I admit I harmed your whole family."
"But I absolutely refuse to admit that you're better than me!"
"My Martial Soul isn't as good as yours. There's no comparing the two of us!"
Yu Tianming frowned. "What are you trying to say!?"
"My disciple can fight in his teacher's place! He can prove that I, Yu Xiaogang, am definitely not a good-for-nothing!"
Yu Tianming snorted. "I have neither the time nor a disciple to play your self-esteem games!"
"Are you afraid!?"
"Afraid my fucking pineapple!"
Yu Tianming struck out with his palm again.
Golden light flashed, and a bolt of lightning struck the Grandmaster, making him bare his teeth in pain.
"You have no martial virtue!" Smoke rose from Yu Xiaogang's body.
Everyone grinned and chuckled. The scene before them was simply too ridiculous.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared.
As though grasping at a life-saving straw, the Grandmaster seized the newcomer's hand. "Good disciple, you've finally come!"
"Teacher, what happened to you!?" The newcomer hurriedly helped him up, his eyes full of concern.
"I'm fine. Hurry and prepare yourself. You'll be competing with the vice hall master's disciple shortly!"
"I haven't agreed yet!" Yu Tianming snorted.
"No, agree to it!"
Xiao Yan's gaze gradually turned cold.
"Tang San!"