Douluo: Yu Hao Pan Tang San

Chapter 487, Section 506: The Pain of Losing One's Soul Master Status
Yu Xiaogang ran for his life amidst the beast tide. For the sake of his own life, he desperately squeezed out all the gas he could, trying to release it all.

When he doesn't want to fart, he farts non-stop, but now that he wants to fart, he fails at the crucial moment.

A black panther spirit beast was moving very fast and was getting closer and closer to Yu Xiaogang.

Gangzi got impatient. He angrily pinched the big spotted pig's ears hard with his hands and said viciously, "Hurry up, hurry up, you useless pig, hurry up, do you want to kill me?"

"Roar—" The black panther charged at Yu Xiaogang, lunging to bite his rear end, when suddenly—

With a soft "plop" sound—

A foul stench spread across the black panther's face.

Black Panther was momentarily dazed.

Yu Xiaogang took this opportunity to widen the distance between himself and Black Panther.

The next moment, the black panther and the beast horde behind it caught up again.

Yu Xiaogang was riding on the flower pig in utter despair when suddenly he saw a figure flying above him, standing on a sword.

Gangzi recognized the newcomer as Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and hurriedly shouted to him, "Chen Xin, I'm here! I'm Alliance Leader Yu Xiaogang! Please save me! I don't want to die! If you save me, I'll have my disciple appoint you as a god after he becomes a god!"

Chen Xin, who was standing on the Seven Kill Sword, originally didn't want to pay any attention to this pig, but upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, he suddenly remembered a very important matter.

Ning Fengzhi once told himself that Tang San loathed this teacher, but he was also a person who cherished his reputation very much, so he could only grit his teeth and accept this pig as his teacher. Therefore, a living Yu Xiaogang was the most beneficial thing for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The school could use his pig head to sell the future god Tang San a favor in the future.

A favor from a god could very well be a great opportunity for the future development of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Of course, this is all predicated on Yu Xiaogang not dying here.

Having figured this out, Chen Xin quickly changed direction and flew downwards. He raised the Seven Kill Sword and slashed at the beast tide. The soul beasts behind Yu Xiaogang fell down like harvested wheat. Soon, the soul beasts behind filled the gaps left by the soul beasts in front. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Xin seized Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang felt relieved, thinking he had escaped from danger.

Suddenly, his stomach swelled up, and Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically.

When he was running away, he desperately hoped he could fart a lot, but now, if he remembered correctly, his level was 10.

If he has a spirit ring at level 10, he is still a spirit master, a noble spirit master. But if he farts and his spirit power drops below level 10, he won't even be considered a spirit master anymore, and he won't even have that pitiful sense of superiority that he has as a peasant.

The man with the crew cut was immediately drenched in sweat. He quickly clenched his buttocks and covered his mouth, determined not to let out a fart that could have caused him to fall from his social class.

However, a soul power level that loathes lung fog and yearns for freedom will find its own outlet. As Yu Xiaogang's stomach swelled more and more, he stubbornly held it in, and so, the fart found another way out.

Some sprayed out of Gangzi's nostrils, some sprayed out of Gangzi's two ear holes, and some sprayed out of the pores all over Gangzi's body.

Instantly, Gangzi's body released an extremely strong yellow stench, and Chenxin, caught off guard, was so overwhelmed by the stench that he saw stars.

Most importantly, Gangzi's level dropped from level ten to level three because of this arrogant act, a total drop of seven levels.

Gangzi's last spirit ring appeared, and then shattered like the previous one, turning into light fragments and leaving Gangzi forever.

“Gone, completely gone.” In the thick yellow fog, Yu Xiaogang’s eyes glazed over, utterly despairing.

He's now a level three Soul Master, having officially fallen from the noble Soul Master class to the level of being among the lowly commoners. How could he accept such a situation?

Yu Xiaogang was filled with grief and indignation, and needed an outlet. He angrily vented his anger and resentment on Chen Xin, grabbing his sleeves and demanding, "Why? Why didn't you come to save me? If you had been faster, I wouldn't have lost my Soul Master status! It's all your fault! Give me back my level! Give me back my level!"

Already feeling dizzy and seeing stars from Yu Xiaogang's farts, Chen Xin was momentarily stunned upon hearing this. Even with her good temper, an inexplicable anger suddenly welled up within her:

How the hell are you going to blame this on me?

Suddenly, a sense of crisis struck. He felt a 60,000-year-old soul beast attacking from behind. Chen Xin had no time to defend himself and could only reach out to block. A sharp pain shot through his hand as the soul beast bit his arm and tore it off forcefully.

It was a fierce tiger-like spirit beast. With a couple of smacking sounds, it swallowed Chen Xin's arm whole.

Chen Xin was stunned. A sharp pain struck, and the clear pain told him that he had become Yang Guo.
In another time and space, Chen Xin also became Yang Guo, but he became Yang Guo in battle, thus breaking through to level 97. This life is different. He was first dazed by Yu Xiaogang's stinky fart, and then his attention was drawn by Gangzi's rude venting. As a result, a super Douluo was momentarily careless when facing a 60,000-year-old soul beast, which caused him to lose an arm.

Chen Xin was furious. He first used the Seven Kill Sword to kill the tiger, then looked angrily at Yu Xiaogang and walked towards him with the Seven Kill Sword in one hand.

"You, you, what do you want to do?" Yu Xiaogang trembled.

"What are you doing? You made me lose one of your arms, so it's not too much for me to lose both of your arms," ​​Chen Xin said.

"No, you can't do that. My disciple is Tang San, and he has the potential to become a god. If you do this, Tang San will definitely uphold justice for me." Yu Xiaogang hurriedly brought up Tang San.

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Chen Xin hesitated!
He wasn't afraid of Tang San, but rather he knew Tang San's character well. This man utterly disliked Yu Xiaogang, yet he cherished his reputation greatly; otherwise, he wouldn't have allowed this pig to ride on his head as his master. If he killed Yu Xiaogang, Tang San might say thank you in his heart, but in front of the world, he would definitely seek justice for his master for the sake of his good reputation. It didn't matter if Chen Xin died, but he couldn't let it implicate the sect.

Thinking this, Chen Xin coldly spat at Yu Xiaogang and then walked in another direction.

Suddenly, the man with the crew cut lunged at him from behind, hugging Chen Xin tightly, and said, "No, take me out of here. I don't want to die. You can't abandon me."

(End of this chapter)