"If I find you still entangled with Erlong, I'll be the first to take your life."
After Yu Luomian finished speaking, he still felt unsatisfied, a surge of anger unable to be released. He went up and started punching and kicking Yu Xiaogang.
"Stop hitting me, Second Uncle, stop hitting me. I really won't dare again."
Facing Yu Luomian's continuous barrage of punches and kicks, even if he held back some strength, it was still more than Yu Xiaogang, a mere Spirit Elder, could withstand.
He immediately hugged his head with both hands, curled up on the ground, and begged for mercy repeatedly.
"Yu Luomian, stop it. I won't be with Xiao Gang anymore."
Watching Yu Xiaogang being beaten like a sandbag, Liu Erlong felt the pain in her heart. Seeing Yu Luomian about to strike again, she immediately shielded Yu Xiaogang.
"You better behave yourself too, or don't blame me for turning hostile."
Yu Luomian also said angrily, clearly, Liu Erlong's actions were wearing down his patience.
After speaking, he snorted coldly, glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who was groaning in pain on the ground, and couldn't help but curse him as a "Waste."
He then stormed out, seeing Yu Xiaogang had ruined his entire day's mood.
After Yu Luomian left, Liu Erlong looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was trembling slightly on the ground out of fear. Her heart ached. Just as she was about to go comfort Yu Xiaogang.
"Don't come over!"
Hearing Yu Xiaogang's angry voice, Liu Erlong's hand stopped in mid-air. Then, she watched Yu Xiaogang slowly stand up.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes held a hint of indifference as he pushed his injured body, limped to open the door, and left quietly, ignoring Liu Erlong behind him as if she were a stranger.
After Yu Xiaogang left, the people in the room immediately turned their gazes to Liu Erlong, who remained in place, their eyes filled with mockery.
But they didn't express it, simply because Liu Erlong's father was Yu Luomian.
"Sigh."
Even if Liu Erlong was blind, she knew that Yu Xiaogang had chickened out. She couldn't help but feel sorrowful, and a hint of resentment towards Yu Luomian welled up in her heart.
But looking at the people from Thunder Academy around her, she suppressed her anger and remained silent, silently leaving the room.
She walked for a long time before she couldn't help but vent her frustrations.
"Damn Yu Luomian, why do you repeatedly obstruct my life?"
Liu Erlong had no affection for Yu Luomian, only seeing him as a scoundrel who abandoned his wife and daughter. If it weren't for her talent, that Waste, Yu Luomian, wouldn't have come looking for her.
"Wait for me, Xiao Gang. Once I Breakthroughed to Spirit Douluo, or even Title Douluo, no one will be able to stop us anymore."
As she spoke, a faint Qi of fire gradually ignited around Liu Erlong. Her eyes held only a protest against the World's unfairness to her.
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Shrek Academy's lounge.
Tang San and the others appeared anxious, seeing that Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong had not returned. He, who should have possessed the wisdom of a God King, was now sighing constantly.
He was worried whether that Waste, Yu Xiaogang, could actually pull it off.
Just as they were lost in thought, the door was pushed open. Tang San and the others looked up and saw Yu Xiaogang, covered in injuries, yet still feigning the demeanor of a Grandmaster, walk in.
Yu Xiaogang had changed into new clothes, his face still a bit swollen and bruised, but his lifeless eyes were now sparkling with vigor.
Looking at Tang San and the others, who were full of anticipation, he cleared his throat with great pleasure and said, feigning profoundness: "Thunder Academy has agreed, but they want us to abandon the title of Shrek Seven Devils, and we can only name our team the Thunder Academy Reserve Team."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Mubai slammed the table in displeasure, almost scaring Yu Xiaogang into hiding.
"Why? A bunch of losers, why should we be the reserve team? What are they, Thunder Academy, anyway?"
In Dai Mubai's opinion, a small Thunder Academy, a team that was utterly crushed by their Shrek Seven Devils in Heaven Dou City back then, had no right to make them reserve members.
Even if the Academy was theirs, and the competition slots belonged to Thunder Academy, they simply couldn't do this. This was looking down on their Shrek Seven Devils.
After Dai Mubai spoke, he immediately gained the approval of Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the two brothers, who were clearly displeased with Thunder Academy's actions.
Although they were outsiders and temporarily joining Thunder Academy, the champion would still be Thunder Academy in the end.
But to demote the Disciple they had originally cultivated to the reserve team and make them the main team members, what was so difficult about that?
"Grandmaster Yu, what did you do? If we become reserve members, will we even have the qualifications to play?"
The one-eyed chubby Ma Hongjun also came before Yu Xiaogang and accused him somewhat indignantly, saying that being a reserve member was simply wasting their talent.
"This, this, this…"
Yu Xiaogang, amidst the dissatisfied condemnations of the crowd, stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence, appearing somewhat mortified. He could only stand aside.
At this moment, Tang San, possessing the wisdom of a God King, also spoke.
"Mubai, even if we become reserve members, we still have a way to play."
Tang San's eyes gleamed with wisdom, his gaze sharp as he looked at his Shrek companions, secretly marveling at his God King wisdom.
"Tang San, you have a way?"
Ma Hongjun saw Tang San playing coy again, and he couldn't even be bothered to call him Third Brother anymore. Why call him Third Brother if he couldn't lead them to victory?
"Tang San, hurry up and tell us, don't play coy."
At Ma Hongjun's words, Tang San's previously self-satisfied expression instantly drooped. He glanced at Ma Hongjun, a hint of anger rising in his heart.
But for the sake of the overall situation, he suppressed his anger and said: "I have a kind of poison that can make people lose their ability to move for more than ten days. When they participate in the competition, we will administer the poison to them. At that time, they will all be paralyzed on the ground, unable to move."
After speaking, he let out a cold laugh.
"At that time, they will have no choice but to use us, otherwise, they will only have to obediently withdraw from the competition."
After Tang San finished his plan, his classmates' eyes immediately lit up, and they shouted in unison: "What a great plan! Thunder Academy will have no choice at all then."
Feng Xiaotian, seeing another opportunity to curry favor with Tang San, also rushed to Tang San's side, his expression filled with admiration, and said: "Only Third Brother has such great wisdom. Otherwise, we, the Shrek Seven Devils, wouldn't know what to do."
After speaking, he glanced at Ma Hongjun, who had just been disrespectful to Tang San, his eyes full of mockery.
That little Ma Hongjun, how could he not know Tang San's future achievements? He was utterly foolish! One must know that Tang San was his great Tang Sect ancestor, the great Sea God revered by the World.
However, Feng Xiaotian didn't say much more. What kind of waves could a Waste possibly stir up?
Ma Hongjun also noticed Feng Xiaotian's gaze, and his inner disdain was mutual. A sycophantic Waste, a coward, he, Ma Hongjun, didn't care about him.
Tang San, a Spirit Saint, couldn't even defeat a Spirit Emperor. He might as well find a spot and bury himself.
Feng Xiaotian, a piece of trash who didn't even recognize his ancestors, what right did he have to criticize him?