Chapter 4: The Group Explodes! Trash-Talking Yu Xiaogang Sparks an Argument?
The argument at the entrance of Nuoding Academy was still ongoing.
Tang San was surrounded by two guards.
His expression remained calm, yet the anger deep in his eyes was impossible to hide.
Lin Qingmo, purely enjoying the spectacle, kept one eye on the scene while rapidly refreshing the chat group.
Before A-Tu and the others could reply,
The first message to pop up on the light screen was from Bibi Dong.
[The Pope Herself]: @Dad Douluo, who is this "Master" you mentioned?
Immediately after came Liu Erlong's follow-up question.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: @Dad Douluo, same question—who exactly is this Master?
Lin Qingmo froze for a moment when he saw the messages.
Had they all forgotten?
[Dad Douluo]: Who else could it be? That fraud who steals fame and doesn't live up to his reputation—the scumbag Yu Xiaogang, obviously.
"Scumbag Yu Xiaogang?"
Inside Spirit Hall, when Bibi Dong saw those words, her fingers suddenly tightened.
A storm of emotions surged within her violet eyes—anger, humiliation, and a trace of pain she herself refused to acknowledge.
She forcefully suppressed the emotions threatening to burst out of her chest, unable to reply for a long time.
Meanwhile, at Blue Tyrant Academy's training grounds. The moment Liu Erlong saw that line, she completely exploded.
"Bullshit!"
A furious roar echoed across the field.
The students, training on their own, were so startled they stopped in unison.
One by one, they looked at their dean in terror.
They saw Liu Erlong with eyes wide open in rage.
Soul power erupted uncontrollably around her.
Her fiery Fire Dragon Martial Soul manifested.
The violent aura made the surrounding air feel scorching hot.
She never imagined that this so-called Dad Douluo would dare to slander Xiao Gang like this!
Almost purely on instinct, Liu Erlong typed out a line on the light screen.
Her tone was thick with anger.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: What nonsense are you spouting?! Xiao Gang is absolutely not that kind of person!
[Dad Douluo]: ???
The atmosphere in the chat group instantly froze. When Lin Qingmo saw Liu Erlong's reply, he was completely stunned.
"This isn't right, is it?"
Back when they chatted in the chat group,
Tyrant Dragon Mom had always been the harshest when criticizing Yu Xiaogang.
Every time they discussed Douluo's plot, she would thoroughly curse Yu Xiaogang for cheating on feelings, stringing two women along, and shirking responsibility.
So why was she suddenly defending him now?
Then—
Bibi Dong's message popped up as well.
Her tone was one of extreme restraint, barely suppressing her emotions.
[The Pope Herself]: A-Qing… why do you say that about him?
Lin Qingmo was even more confused.
[Dad Douluo]: ???
[Dad Douluo]: Royal Sister, what's going on with you? Didn't you used to hate Yu Xiaogang the most? Every time he came up, you'd scold him for being ungrateful and hypocritical.
[Dad Douluo]: And you too, Sister Long—weren't you always ranting in the group about how Yu Xiaogang was a scumbag who toyed with emotions and refused to take responsibility?
[Dad Douluo]: Why are you suddenly speaking up for him now?
Lin Qingmo fired questions one after another. They plunged both Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong into silence at the same time.
Inside the Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong's gaze grew incomparably complex.
Hating Yu Xiaogang? Hearing someone curse him so bluntly made her heart feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
Yet she was not the "Royal Sister" A-Qing knew—and she had no idea how to explain herself.
Over at Blue Tyrant Academy.
Liu Erlong took a deep breath,
forcing herself to calm down.
Lin Qingmo's questions suddenly made her realize something.
"This Dad Douluo… probably thinks I'm someone else."
When he said "before," he was most likely referring to the 'Tyrant Dragon Mom' from his own world—not her.
Once she understood this, Liu Erlong's anger subsided somewhat, but she still couldn't tolerate anyone belittling Yu Xiaogang like that.
In her heart, Xiao Gang was knowledgeable and gentle— it was just that fate hadn't been kind to him.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: I think you might be mistaken. Xiao Gang isn't that kind of person.
As a seasoned Douluo roast veteran, Lin Qingmo absolutely could not accept that.
Now that his group members had suddenly "defected," he had to properly educate them!
He needed to make them clearly see Yu Xiaogang's true colors once again!
[Dad Douluo]: First—this guy is a scumbag who juggles two relationships at the same time! He was entangled with Bibi Dong on one side, making vows of eternal love—
and then turned around and got together with Liu Erlong. The key point is that Liu Erlong is his cousin. That's practically incest—he completely shattered the moral bottom line!
Boom!
Those words exploded like thunder in the minds of Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong.
Inside Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong's entire body trembled. Her face instantly turned deathly pale.
That segment of her past—deliberately sealed away—came surging back like a tidal wave.
She had always believed that her relationship with Yu Xiaogang was known to only a few people.
Yet A-Qing knew it with shocking clarity.
He even knew about Yu Xiaogang's relationship with Liu Erlong.
"..."
She opened her mouth, wanting to refute him. But her throat felt completely blocked—not a single word would come out.
Because it was true. She had no way to argue against it.
At Blue Tyrant Academy, Liu Erlong was struck as if by a bolt from the blue, frozen in place.
The fact that she and Xiao Gang were cousins was the greatest secret of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Aside from core clan members and a tiny handful of trusted individuals, absolutely no one knew about it!
So how did this "Dad Douluo" know?!
The soul rings beneath her feet began to fluctuate violently.
Her raging soul power teetered on the brink of losing control.
She wanted to deny it.
She wanted to scream.
She wanted to say that none of this was real!
But a voice deep within her heart told her—
This was the truth.
From the very beginning, her relationship with Xiao Gang had been burdened by an insurmountable chasm.
And the words "two-timing scumbag"—
were so precise that they lodged painfully in her throat.
Liu Erlong's lips trembled.
In the end, she could only type a line of ellipses.
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: ...
Seeing their reactions, Lin Qingmo thought he had successfully awakened their buried memories.
Growing ever more confident, he continued his tirade.
[Dad Douluo]: See? You can't even refute it, can you? Second, the title of "Master" that Yu Xiaogang flaunts is nothing but a fraud! He's a con artist who survives by leeching off women and plagiarizing other people's work! His so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls" sound impressive, but in reality, they're mostly hot air. A lot of it is either basic common sense—or straight-up copied from Spirit Hall!
Bibi Dong's gaze dimmed when she saw these lines. Back then, Yu Xiaogang really frequented Spirit Hall's archives.
Some things she had chosen to deliberately ignore.
[Dad Douluo]: And the most ridiculous part is his theory about soul ring absorption limits after Rank Thirty—absolute nonsense! He's never even broken through Rank Thirty himself, so how could he possibly know what comes after? If he didn't copy it, then did he just make it up on the spot? And that so-called famous quote—"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters"—
That's pure self-owning bullshit!
[Dad Douluo]: I'll ask just one question—
What is Yu Xiaogang's own martial soul? And what kind of master is he?
The moment that question was raised,
Both Liu Erlong and Bibi Dong fell into even deeper silence.
No one knew better than they did.
Yu Xiaogang's martial soul was a malignant mutated form of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was one of the Upper Three Sects, with immense resources.
His father had even been the clan leader—Yu Xiaogang had never lacked support.
Yet even now, he still couldn't break through Rank Thirty!
[Dad Douluo]: If his theory were actually correct, wouldn't that mean he himself is a complete failure? And yet he still has the nerve to go around teaching others how to become powerful soul masters— if that isn't deceiving the world and stealing fame, then what is?
Lin Qingmo unleashed a long barrage of messages, dumping out every roast and criticism he could remember from online discussions back on Earth.
And the chat group fell into a deathly, suffocating silence.
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End of Chapter