Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 389 Yu Xiaogang Incurs Public Enrage and Suffers a Backlash
"You only have two spirit rings?"

Lei Dong's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with disbelief.

No wonder he always sensed that Yu Xiaogang's aura was very weak.

This was not the weak aura of a Soul Master that he had originally thought before the Dragon Cub's Martial Soul transformed into a dragon and displayed its power.

Rather, it's because Yu Xiaogang himself was inherently weak!

Lei Dong withdrew his surging soul power; in his mind, he could crush him with a single finger.

At this moment, Lei Dong looked down at Yu Xiaogang, who was slumped on the ground and trembling, his anger turning into naked contempt and disdain.

"You piece of trash! You clearly possess the Sacred Dragon Martial Soul, yet you're not even level 30. It's such a misfortune that this Martial Soul is with you!"

The surviving Soul Masters around them, who had previously retained a trace of awe and doubt towards the "Sacred Dragon Martial Soul," had now completely lost it.

Instead, there was undisguised pity, sorrow, and a kind of anger at being fooled.

Those gazes were like tangible needles, piercing Yu Xiaogang's body with countless sharpness.

Yu Xiaogang already felt extremely ashamed about his martial spirit and innate soul power.

This situation has made him the target of public criticism.

"What...what do you know!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly raised his head, his face as pale as paper.

"I am an intelligence-type Soul Master! I follow the theoretical path, a master of theory!"

"A theoretical master?"

A Soul Master who had been silently bandaging his wounds suddenly stood up. One of his arms hung limply, his face was still covered in blood, but his eyes were as cold as knives.

"You'd be better off not bringing this up, because the moment you do, I get fucking furious!"

He walked towards Yu Xiaogang step by step, each step feeling like he was stepping on Yu Xiaogang's heart:

"They make us run with weights every day! I'd improve much faster through meditation! It's like forcing us to endure hardship without any real suffering!"

His words immediately resonated with almost all the Soul Masters present.

The exhaustion, grievances, and anger at the absurd orders of the past few days, all erupted at this moment as if a dam had been breached!

"That's right! I've wanted to say this for a long time! What's the point of that training!"

"Exactly! It's a complete waste of time! And they call it laying a foundation, what a load of crap!"

"You were born with the divinely bestowed Holy Dragon embryonic Martial Soul, and you've cultivated it to this state! How dare you call yourself a master?"

"Don't you see that the sect leader of the Blue Lightning Sect, His Majesty the Dragon God, has already ascended to the God Realm, while your Holy Dragon is still just a lowly pig!"

Upon hearing himself being compared to his younger brother, Yu Xiaogang couldn't sit still and reflexively retorted:

"What do you know? This is Luo Sanpao! Not Shenglong! Yu... Yu Xiaolie just... got lucky..."

He spoke softer and softer, his voice growing increasingly weak.

Another young Soul Master stood up, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment; he was clearly a loyal fan of Yu Xiaolie.

"Yu Xiaogang! You dare to mention the title of Dragon God Douluo? Look at yourself! And look at Dragon God Douluo! You both awakened the same martial soul! His Majesty the Dragon God relied on it to reach level 100 and become a god, shaking the continent with his might, and what about you?"

He pointed excitedly at Yu Xiaogang, his voice trembling:

"What have you turned it into? A pig that can only fart! A Great Soul Master who isn't even level 30! You still have the nerve to spout theories? The existence of His Majesty the Dragon God is the loudest slap in the face to your lousy theories! Those three disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan who also possess this Martial Soul, which one of them didn't successfully evolve and become a renowned Holy Dragon Soul Master? Which one of them wasn't a top-tier expert? The facts are right in front of you! What else do you have to argue with?!"

"I...I was..."

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth in vain, his face turning from white to green, wanting to refute, but found that all his words seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the irrefutable facts.

Regarding Yu Xiaolie, and those three juniors in the sect...

He vaguely knew about these things but deliberately avoided thinking about them, as if by not thinking about them, he could pretend they didn't exist...

"What are you!"

Another burly Soul Master roared, interrupting him, "You're just hogging the toilet without doing anything! That's exactly what I mean by 'you're useless'! God is practically feeding you, and you not only smash the bowl but also overturn the pot! You were given a god-level Martial Soul at the start, and you still managed to play it like a useless trash! You're truly hopeless!"

"Useless! Utterly useless!"

Everyone started cursing.

"Don't you have any self-awareness? Don't you know your own limitations? You dare to come to the front lines and give orders? Who gave you the courage? Liang..." "If I were you, I would have already smashed my head against a block of tofu! I'd rather not come out here and embarrass myself, and drag my brothers to their deaths!"

Words, sharp as poison, rained down upon him mercilessly.

These straightforward Soul Masters, hailing from all corners of the country, were ruthless and accurate in their insults, each word piercing the heart, completely tearing away Yu Xiaogang's last fig leaf.

His self-deceiving theories, his ridiculous pride, and his pathetic dignity were laid bare and exposed to the public, where they were ruthlessly trampled upon and despised.

Yu Xiaogang felt his head buzzing, his blood rushing to his head, and his vision going black.

Extreme shame and despair burned through his internal organs like poisonous fire.

He couldn't take it anymore! He couldn't take it any longer!
"Roar—Roar—!!!"

As he spiraled out of control, on the verge of a mental breakdown, Luo Sanpao roared twice.

The obese animal seemed to sense its owner's extreme emotional fluctuations and the overwhelming malice around it. It panicked and spun around in place, then took a deep breath, its body swelling up like a ball.

"boom--!"

A thick, foul-smelling, and highly irritating yellow smoke suddenly erupted from behind it, spreading instantly, attempting, as it had done countless times before, to use its most "powerful" weapon to dispel the predicament and humiliation before it.

However, this time, it was not facing the students who mocked it, nor the passersby who looked down on it, but a group of iron-blooded soul masters who had just crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, filled with anger and resentment!

This act, which was merely symbolic and had no real power to harm, but was extremely insulting, became the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely igniting everyone's suppressed anger!

"Damn it! You dare to fart!"

Lei Dong was furious. He didn't even bother to use his high-level soul skills. The first yellow soul ring around his body flashed by, and he simply waved his hand with his soul power!

A scorching wave of air, like an invisible giant hand, instantly dispersed the nauseating, foul-smelling smoke, and then slammed into Yu Xiaogang's chest with undiminished force!
"puff--!"

Yu Xiaogang was struck head-on by a charging wild bull, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward, crashing heavily into the trunk of a large tree behind him, before slid softly to the ground, curling up in a ball and groaning in pain.

Luo Sanpao also let out a mournful cry, then turned into purple light and disappeared.

Lei Dong stepped forward, looking at him as if he were a pile of disgusting garbage. His voice was icy cold and filled with extreme contempt: "Possessing a sacred dragon and yet you've trained like a pig! You're not worthy of being a man! You've utterly disgraced all soul masters in the world!"

His words were like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of all the onlookers and shattering their last shred of reason.

It's unclear who started it.

It might be a clod of mud thrown at you, or a boot kicked at you.

The next moment, the twenty-odd Soul Masters who survived in the depression erupted like a long-suppressed volcano!

They surrounded them, and angry fists rained down on them.

No one used their soul skills, for fear of accidentally killing him.

One after another, strong and powerful thighs, honed through long-term weighted cross-country running, slammed into the ground.

"waste!"

"Harmful evil spirit!"

"I'll let you run! I'll let you fucking argue!"

"You're the one who killed my brother!"

"I'll beat you to death, you piece of trash who's ruined yourself and others!"

The sounds of angry curses, the muffled thuds of fists and kicks hitting flesh, Yu Xiaogang's shrill screams and pleas for mercy mingled together, echoing in this forest hollow that had just been ravaged by war.

Yu Xiaogang could only helplessly cover his head, curl up like a shrimp thrown into boiling water, enduring the storm of beatings.

Intense pain swept through my entire body, as if my bones were about to be torn apart.

I don't know who stepped on Yu Xiaogang's legs, on that part that represents male dignity.

“Uh ...

A bloodcurdling scream, utterly inhuman and piercingly shrill, suddenly burst from Yu Xiaogang's throat, so sharp it almost tore everyone's eardrums apart!

An indescribable, excruciating pain exploded from Yu Xiaogang's lower body, sweeping over every nerve ending like a tsunami!
It was an extreme pain that far surpassed all the previous beatings combined; it was the despair of having one's foundation destroyed and one's most fundamental masculinity violently crushed!
He could even clearly hear a subtle yet incredibly clear "plop" sound as something inside him broke apart.

Immediately afterwards, a warm, viscous liquid quickly soaked through his crotch.

(End of this chapter)