Chapter 37: Three Strikes Shatter Master's Spirit, Senior, I Am One of You
"Oh? So you think you're brave?"
"Guaranteed brave!"
Li Yusong forcibly suppressed the upward curve of his lips. He had wandered the Douluo Continent for so many years, but this was the first time he had met such an utterly absurd person.
A waste at level twenty-nine. Good heavens, look at his demeanor; someone who didn't know him might think he was level ninety-two.
The surging Soul Power of level twenty-nine accumulated within Yu Xiaogang's body, about to manifest before others!
"Old man, kneel down and kowtow to This Master right now, and then go fetch Flender. This Master will then consider showing mercy."
"Otherwise, if I end up beating you to death, don't blame This Master!"
Seeing this, Li Yusong didn't say another word; the phantom of his dragon-patterned staff flickered faintly.
Bang—
One strike to the leg to prevent escape!
"Aaaahhhh—"
Intense pain shot through Yu Xiaogang's leg, forcing him to his knees, unable to move. The pig-slaughtering shriek erupted from his mouth.
Damn it! He was The Continents Number One Theory Master, yet he was being bullied again!
When he habitually raised his head, intending to unleash some harsh words, he discovered that the old man he had called a country bumpkin had six perfectly arranged Soul Rings circling his feet.
A Soul Emperor?
This is bad, he kicked an iron plate again!
"Se... Senior... Mis... Misunderstanding!"
Yu Xiaogang quickly admitted his mistake. His frail body certainly couldn't withstand a beating from a Soul Emperor-level expert.
"Heh heh, now you know how to admit fault? Too late!"
Bang—
Li Yusong swung his dragon-patterned staff with powerful force, sending a strike directly toward Yu Xiaogang's absurd face.
This second strike to the mouth was naturally to prevent begging for mercy.
Xiaogang, who was sent flying, saw stars. It seemed his long-deceased great-grandmother was beckoning to him.
"Wuwuwu, stop hitting, stop hitting! I really am Flender's good brother..."
On the ground, Yu Xiaogang covered his head, begging for mercy, but his dislocated jaw and hoarse voice made his words slurred and nasal.
Li Yusong: What is this waste barking about again? He must be trying to fool me again! Watch the staff!
Li Yusong paid no mind to Yu Xiaogang's cries. He treated the dragon-patterned staff like a baton, continuously whipping Yu Xiaogang until the buzz cut who loved to act pretentious was beaten until his face was swollen and bruised.
The pig-slaughtering screams from the doorway naturally attracted many onlookers. A dog-like figure with yellow hair curiously approached. "Teacher Li, what's going on?"
Seeing that the newcomer was Dai Mubai, Shrek Academy's great benefactor, Li Yusong flexed his slightly sore arm before explaining to the visitor, "Mubai, this level twenty-nine waste came up and acted like an expert toward Old Li. He even claimed to know Flender. Isn't that a joke?"
Dai Mubai nodded thoughtfully. In that case, this waste deserved the beating.
The motto of their Shrek Academy was that those who dared not cause trouble were mediocre!
"Alright, Teacher Li, if there's nothing else, I'll head to Soto City first."
However, as Dai Mubai passed by Yu Xiaogang, the latter seemed to grab onto the last straw.
Blonde hair, evil eyes, combined with the letters he had secretly exchanged with Flender over the years, Yu Xiaogang, through his world-shattering wisdom, immediately recognized this person as the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire.
Yu Xiaogang directly clung to Dai Mubai's thigh, smearing the filth all over his luxurious clothes. "You are Dai Mubai, right? Go tell Flender, I am Yu Xiaogang!"
"With the guidance of me, The Continents Number One Theory Master, you will quickly prove your talent and surely stand out during the struggle for the throne!"
Yu Xiaogang's face was swollen into a pig's head from the beating, so naturally, Dai Mubai couldn't understand a single word he said.
He had specifically dressed up today to go to Soto City to find his Little Red and Little Green, those exquisite twins.
But now, seeing his luxurious attire ruined like this, an inexplicable rage surged in his heart!
"Audacious commoner!"
Dai Mubai raised his palm, starting with a zero-frame stance, and delivered a vicious slap to Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Hmph, aaaaahhhhhh—"
Soon, Yu Xiaogang's painful wails and pleas for mercy sounded again. Dai Mubai only stopped when Yu Xiaogang completely passed out from the beating.
"Ptooey, what trash, daring to waste my time!"
After spitting fiercely at Yu Xiaogang, whose body was tattered like a beggar's, Dai Mubai said to Li Yusong, "Teacher Li, don't bother with this waste. Since this waste keeps saying he knows Dean Flender, let's wait for the Dean to return before dealing with him."
"Mm."
...
At night, Flender was humming happily as he returned to the academy from the small shop he ran in Soto City.
He had tricked several suckers again today thanks to his exquisite marketing skills. Life, truly, was becoming more promising.
Upon arriving at the academy, Flender didn't notice that in the bushes just outside their academy gate, a disheveled, slightly slovenly buzz cut was casting his gaze over.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's exhausted expression instantly froze. When he confirmed that the middle-aged man standing at the door, wearing glasses and having a face like a shoehorn, was his good brother Flender, a glimmer of hope suddenly gathered in his weather-beaten eyes.
One drop, two drops of hot tears slid down his dust-covered face.
The next second, he could no longer control the grievance and suppressed emotions within his heart. Using the last of his strength, he rushed straight toward his target, slamming violently into Flender's embrace.
"Wuwuwu, Flender! My good brother! I finally see you!"
Flender was utterly disgusted by the sudden hug from a man who had appeared from nowhere, dressed in rags, filthy, with a face swollen like a pig's head, and emitting a nauseating odor.
"Who the hell are you? Let go of this Dean immediately, or I swear I'll make you pay!"
Flender tried to forcefully push away the humanoid creature clinging to him, but the opponent clung on tightly with strength that seemed to come from nowhere, absolutely refusing to let go.
Yu Xiaogang became anxious at this moment. Flender was a Soul Saint; if he also started beating him indiscriminately like he did during the day, he probably wouldn't survive.
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