The person is fighting one battle, but the system is fighting two!

"Hehe~"

With a light laugh, Tang San, seeing Yu Xiaogang's somewhat embarrassed expression, said in a rather irritable tone.

"I dare not even dream of becoming a Title Douluo. If I can cultivate to the Soul Saint realm in this lifetime, I will already be thanking my God."

"I wonder what level you, esteemed Soul Master, are, to dare make such a guarantee?"

"you!"

With only half a level of innate soul power, even after investing countless resources, Gangzi could only reach level 29. This was undoubtedly a lifelong pain for him.

Gangzi wasn't exactly a magnanimous person to begin with, and when Tang San suddenly hit a nerve, he couldn't take it for a moment.

[Dragon God Douluo Mu En is already furious. Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone a Limit Douluo. How dare you anger him like this, host?]

Please escape this place as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable, and even this system cannot save you!

help me?

I never expected you to save me!

Besides, are you deaf or blind? Didn't you see that Gangzi was broken down by Tang San's retort? What does that have to do with me?

However, since Tang San has already started the fight, I'd like to see just how terrifying this "Dragon God Douluo" really is.

"You rude little brat, how dare you speak to a Soul Master like that?"

"Yes, Brother Yun, I acted impulsively just now, I'm sorry."

Unlike his unruly demeanor when facing Gangzi, Tang San was more docile than a cat when Qin Yun spoke.

Seeing this, Gangzi knew that Qin Yun was speaking up for him, but his jealousy made him even more unhappy.

"What business is it of yours what we, master and disciple, are having? You're just a piece of trash with only level three innate soul power. You dare to speak to me!"

Alright, alright, since that's the case, then don't blame me.

However, I didn't expect that Gangzi, not only is your cultivation level low, but your level of cursing is also quite worrying!

"You're asking for it!"

With the sect leader humiliated, Tang San, as a slave of the sect, immediately turned pale and raised his hand to prepare to reward Gangzi with a silent hidden arrow.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Qin Yun raised his hand and pressed Tang San down.

"Brother Yun, he..."

"It's alright, I'll handle it. If I let you younger ones step up when something happens, how can I be a proper older brother?"

After patting Tang San on the shoulder and comforting him, Qin Yun slowly walked up to Yu Xiaogang, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was panting heavily.

"I hadn't noticed before, but now that I think about it, you must be the master who wrote the 'Ten Core Competitive Theories of Martial Soul', right?"

I never expected to meet someone like you in such a small place.

"Hmph, it's nothing but a humble work, and the title of master is just an empty name."

I didn't expect you to be educated; I had overestimated you!

When the master appeared, Gangzi was secretly overjoyed, despite his humble words.

With such a reputation, why wouldn't Tang San, a mere peasant with a mutated martial soul, bow down and worship?

However, before Gangzi could even feel a little better, Qin Yun's single sentence had already sent him plummeting from heaven to hell.

"That's absolutely right, and I completely agree!"

Your book is indeed a poor work, and it's written in a very mediocre way.

As for the title of "master," if it's just an empty title, then it's somewhat of an insult to empty titles.

"Seeing is believing. I initially thought you were someone who sought fame and fortune, but after meeting you today, I realized you have a pretty clear understanding of yourself."

"Forget it, mistress. There's no need to get entangled with someone who can't even grasp basic theory. Let's go register first!"

Gangzi: "..."

It can be really vicious for cultured people to hurl insults!

Although there wasn't a single dirty word, every sentence hit Gangzi's sore spot.

Seeing Qin Yun pulling Tang San away, Gangzi, feeling somewhat insulted, immediately spoke up.

"Hey kid, don't go yet! What did you mean by what you just said?!"

"No, you don't look that old. You're only fifty years old, and your cultivation level is almost thirty. You should be in good health."

"At such close range, you can't even hear me?"

Tang San: "Brother Yun said you're just average, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of your book. Do you understand or not?"

Believe it or not, while Tang San might not be the best as a protagonist, he's exceptionally talented at being a lackey and a local henchman.

If Qin Yun loosens his grip even slightly, it'll definitely turn into a mafia operation.

Even Gangzi couldn't help but swallow hard when faced with Tang San's murderous gaze.

"Kid, I'll let you off the hook because you're young, but this matter isn't going to end so easily!"

"What? You want to have a chat with me?"

"How could a scholar be so vulgar? I was just making a bet with you!"

The bet is simple: you said my list of the ten core competencies of martial spirits is mediocre, right? If you can give me a convincing explanation of one, two, or three reasons, then it's fine.

But if you can't say it, I'll not only teach you a lesson on behalf of your parents, but also him!

Pointing to Tang San who was following Qin Yun, Gangzi said, word by word.

"He even wants to kneel and kowtow three times and bow nine times to become my disciple, Yu Xiaogang!"

"How about it, kid? You were so cocky just now, how about a bet with me?"

[Task issued: Douluo Gambling God: Although you can't defeat Dragon God Douluo head-on, you can use a clever trick to get him to shine your shoes. A reward will be given upon victory!]

Douluo Gambling God?

That's interesting!

……

Gangzi: "We're all educated people, how can you be so rude? Tang San will be corrupted by your side sooner or later!"

Before Qin Yun could even pay attention to Gangzi's divisive words, Tang San, who couldn't stand it anymore, retorted angrily.

"You old scoundrel!"

Do you think that just because we're young, you can do whatever you want with us?

Let's not even talk about whether you can win or not. If you lose, nothing will happen to you, but if we lose, we'll lose a whole person to you.

How dare you utter such an unfair contract term!

As a gambling monster in Douluo Continent, Tang San is always the one who tricks others; there's no reason for others to trick him.

After being reprimanded, Gangzi's cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

"In that case, let's change it. The stake is ten gold soul coins!"

"If you win, I'll give you ten gold soul coins, but if you lose... hmph!"

Gangzi had already figured out that Qin Yun was the leader of the two.

The stakes don't matter. As long as it can dampen Qin Yun's arrogance and let Tang San see his greatness, there will be no problem recruiting him in the future.

Ten gold soul coins might not mean much to him, but for Qin Yun, it was probably his entire fortune.

In this way, we can teach the other party a lesson.

Unexpectedly, just when Gangzi thought victory was in his grasp, Qin Yun chuckled softly.

"If I remember correctly, a Soul Master can receive a subsidy of one Gold Soul Coin per month from the Spirit Hall. With your cultivation as a Great Soul Master, you can receive ten Gold Soul Coins per month."

Over the years, I must have accumulated quite a few, but I only dared to take out ten. My ambition is truly worrisome!

"Then how much will you say?"

Provoked by Qin Yun, Gangzi also got a little carried away.

"If you can produce it, I can naturally follow suit. I'd like to see how big your ambitions are!"

"No problem!"

Soul power surged, and as a wooden box fell from the storage soul tool to the ground with a dull thud, Gangzi was startled.

How can this young man have so much money? He can't be from some big family, can he?

However, it seems that there are no experts among those with the Eye Martial Soul.

Besides, even if someone is taller, how could they possibly be taller than me?