Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 393 Master: I taught a... lunatic!
When Tang San saw the Snake Granny's wrinkled yet still somewhat charming face appear in the illusion, he was shocked and his whole body trembled.

The once proud and upright "Optimus Prime" almost collapsed on the spot.

What is this all about? !
His stomach churned violently, and his scalp tingled.

Snake Granny Chaotianxiang, Meng Yiran's grandmother, an old woman old enough to be his grandmother!
Although he may have been a beauty in his youth, his presence in this erotic fantasy world now only made him feel utterly absurd and intensely uncomfortable.

"Go away!"

Tang San almost roared, veins bulging on his forehead, his intense willpower erupting like a volcano. With a sudden wave of his hand, his powerful mental energy swept away the Snake Woman's suffocating illusion in an instant.

Rely on others?
Relying on wishful thinking?
Do not!
Tang San got to where he is today because of his own efforts!
It is the Tang Clan's unique skills and unwavering will!

He will overcome this inner demon in his own way!
However, he was unaware that his extremely private ninth test, which could be described as a large-scale social death scene, was being broadcast live to the entire Douluo Continent by an irresistible divine power.

……

At this moment, whether on the front lines of the two great empires, where smoke filled the air and corpses littered the ground, or in the relatively peaceful rear towns.

Under the sky of Douluo Continent, countless people raised their heads in unison and gasped in astonishment.

Suddenly, a colossal light screen appeared above the azure sky, its edges shimmering with nine-colored divine light.

The scene inside the light screen was incredibly clear, and you could even hear the sounds coming from within.

A young man had his eyes tightly closed, his face flushed, and his body trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

And a grand and majestic voice is echoing between heaven and earth:
"Tang San, if you want to inherit the Sea God's position, you must purify yourself of worldly desires!"

The voice, like a divine pronouncement, pierced through the clouds and resounded in every corner.

"What is that? How can there be a curtain of light in the sky?"

"Judging from the voice... it sounds like a deity! Someone is about to inherit the divine throne!?"

"Tang San? Who's that?"

"This name sounds familiar, it seems like a former student from the Gray Rock Academy's team!"

The entire continent was instantly engulfed in a huge uproar and discussion.

Everyone's attention was completely drawn to this sudden "miracle live stream".

Especially the front lines where the two great empires were at war.

The battlefield, which was originally filled with deafening shouts of battle and clashes of soul skills, was suddenly transformed into an extremely bizarre scene.

The soldiers who were hacking at each other slowed down, and the soul masters who were gathering their soul skills forgot to guide their soul power. Everyone subconsciously looked up and stared in disbelief at the incredible scene in the sky.

Davis reined in his warhorse, his brow furrowed as he stared at the light screen—another one was about to become a god? Whether this would be a blessing or a curse for the Star Luo's plan to unify the continent remained to be seen.

Meanwhile, in the front-line military camp of the Heavenly Dou Empire, Yu Xiaogang lay there like a completely rotten salted fish, utterly despondent.

The pain in his lower body and the label of "useless soul master" had long since worn away his last bit of spirit.

But when he heard the familiar name Tang San, he immediately jumped up.

It's his disciple Tang San! Yu Xiaogang's personally accepted direct disciple!
He's going to become a god?!

"He's my disciple! He's my disciple Tang San!"

He immediately rushed out of the tent, not even bothering to put on his shoes.

When he looked up and saw that familiar face on the screen, his eyes instantly burst with fanatical light. The humiliation and resentment that had been building up for months erupted at this moment!
"Tang San is going to become a god! He's someone I trained! Someone I, Yu Xiaogang, trained! Hahaha!"

Yu Xiaogang, as if possessed, sprinted towards the broadcasting station in the center of the camp, waving his thin arms with all his might and screaming at the top of his lungs:
"Did you hear that?! Did you all hear that?! The Sea God! It's the Sea God! My disciple Tang San has become a god! He's my disciple, Yu Xiaogang's disciple!"

"I've produced a god! I've produced a god! My theory is correct! It's correct! Hahahaha!"

"Yu Xiaogang has produced a god! The master has produced a god!" His voice was sharp and shrill, distorted by excessive excitement, making it sound particularly abrupt and comical in the noisy camp.

Many soldiers stared at him as if he were a madman, instinctively making way for him.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang couldn't care about anything else!

He had only one thought in his mind!
That is to prove yourself!
He wanted the whole world to know that he, Yu Xiaogang, was no good! He was not! He could train a god!
He soon arrived at the broadcasting station, where a large soul-guided loudspeaker was set up, used to transmit military orders.

He shoved the soldier on duty aside, turned the megaphone to its maximum, and screamed into the microphone:

"Listen up, everyone! Tang San in the light screen above is my disciple, Yu Xiaogang! I taught him the theory of Soul Masters, and I guided his cultivation! It was I, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who taught a powerful figure who is about to inherit the throne of a god! I taught a god!"

The sound of the soul tool spread like thunder, reaching not only the entire Heavenly Dou Army camp but also the battlefield not far away.

A moment of deathly silence fell over the entire battlefield.

Countless gazes instinctively turned from the light screen in the sky toward the direction from which the sound came, and then turned back to the light screen in astonishment.

Those who knew Yu Xiaogang, especially the Heavenly Dou Soul Masters who had experienced the defeat of the Southern Camp, had a variety of expressions on their faces.

Xue Beng's eyes were filled with shock and anticipation—if Tian Dou could gain another god, they could turn the tide!

Meanwhile, Lei Dong and Shen Wan, a married couple, stood side by side gazing up at the sky, listening to Yu Xiaogang's maniacal declaration.

Lei Dong's lips twitched violently, and he cursed in a rough, low voice, "That madman... he's at it again! He's like a damn persistent ghost!"

Shen Wan gently tugged at him, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with complex emotions as she looked at the screen: "But... if Tang San really is his disciple, and truly..."

She didn't say what she was going to say next, but the meaning was clear.

If Tang San really becomes a god, then Yu Xiaogang's identity as a good-for-nothing becomes quite intriguing.

A Soul Master nearby muttered, "No way... could that kind of useless master really produce a god? Is Tang San some kind of oddball?"

"Let's wait and see... This assessment method feels so weird."

Someone nearby chimed in, their eyes fixed on the light screen.

All attention returned to the live broadcast in the sky.

Yu Xiaogang stood on the high platform of the broadcasting station, hands on his hips, looking up at Tang San on the screen, his face full of pride and arrogance.

He seemed to already see that after Tang San inherited the godhood, the entire continent would look at him with new eyes, his great-grandfather would lead the elders of the Blue Lightning Sect to personally apologize to him, Lei Dong and others would kneel down and beg for forgiveness, and his title of "theoretical master" would once again resound throughout the Douluo Continent, earning him the respect of thousands!

Inside the light screen, Tang San seemed to be going through a huge inner struggle and pain. His face was flushed and his body was trembling more and more violently, as if he was fighting a life-or-death battle with an invisible force.

Suddenly, he opened his bloodshot eyes and let out a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, a roar that carried a hint of defiance and tragic grandeur:

"My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens! Desire is nothing but desire; get rid of it!!!"

This roar, transmitted clearly through the divine light screen, resounded throughout the entire continent.

Yu Xiaogang was thrilled and trembled with excitement: "Good! Well said! Xiao San! Well done! That's it! Break through your inner demons! Your teacher is so proud of you!"

He seemed to see the dawn of victory.

However, the next moment, Tang San's actions on the light screen plunged the entire Douluo Continent into an unprecedented, deathly silence.

After the roar, a resolute and ruthless look flashed across Tang San's face.

He grabbed his waistband and, under the watchful eyes of millions, yanked it down hard!
His black trousers slipped down instantly.

Immediately afterwards, he grasped his "Optimus Prime" with one hand, which was about to soften due to the struggle of his will.

(End of this chapter)