Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 115 Tang Hao Returns Again
Yu Xiaogang's back slammed hard against the broken stone pillar, the excruciating pain in his ribs making his vision blur. But he stared intently at Dugu Bo's approaching figure, managing to squeeze out half a sentence:

"My father is from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family..."

"Shut up!" Dugu Bo suddenly roared, poisonous mist condensing into a sharp poison blade in his palm. "Do you think I'm some greenhorn who just arrived on the continent? Yu Luomian personally burned your family tree at the clan elders' meeting back then. Who in the three upper sects doesn't know that?"

He walked slowly, his boots crushing the jade slips on the ground—the Shrek Academy's admission brochure. "A piece of trash deemed a failed martial soul mutation by his family, not even qualified to enter the ancestral hall, dares to use the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex banner to intimidate people?"

The Shrek members' breathing suddenly stopped.

Xiao Wu clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms. Dai Mubai's white tiger phantom appeared and disappeared behind her, but it was forced to retreat repeatedly by the pressure of Poison Douluo's domain.

They had never seen the usually composed master so disheveled, nor did they know that this legendary figure in the world of Soul Master theory had such a shameful past.

"Twenty years ago, you sneaked into the Spirit Hall's library and made annotations on the 'Spirit Mutation Records,' and everyone knows the handwriting on it." Dugu Bo tapped his fingertip and suddenly sneered, "What, you think that writing your theory into a book will make it impossible for anyone to know its source? Your theory of Spirit Compatibility is clearly plagiarized from Platinum Master's 'Ten Rules of Spirit Ring Matching'!"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted violently.

The memory of being suffocated by the smoke in the forbidden area of ​​the Spirit Hall, and the ancient book fragments secretly copied with the fabric of his sleeve, now gnawed at his nerves like venomous snakes.

He finally understood why his theories always attracted the attention of the Spirit Hall; it turned out that many years ago, someone had been secretly watching his every move.

"And what about you and Liu Erlong—" Dugu Bo's voice suddenly lowered, filled with a nauseating mockery: "How could the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan possibly take a liking to a piece of trash like you who isn't even at the third ring? Oh right, I heard that the night you two pledged your lives to each other in Sunset Forest, you couldn't even untie her belt?"

He burst into laughter, and the poisonous mist transformed into countless tiny snakes, flicking their tongues at the master's feet.

"In the end, it was that old bastard Flander who broke down the door with a wine jar, preventing you from losing face on your wedding night!"

"Shut up!" Ma Hongjun suddenly roared, his phoenix flames breaking through the poisonous mist barrier, only to extinguish the moment they touched Dugu Bo. The fat man knelt on the ground, black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, yet he still glared fiercely at Poison Douluo, "You are not allowed to insult the Master!"

"Insult? I was merely telling the truth."

Dugu Bo turned to look at Xiao Wu, his emerald eyes gleaming with greed. "Like this soul beast, do you think you can get away with hiding among humans? That wisp of pale pink down behind her ear is clearly a remnant of the Soft Bone Rabbit's transformation—"

"enough!"

Yu Xiaogang suddenly erupted, a strength he seemed to draw from nowhere allowing him to sit up. "Even if I'm expelled from my family, even if my theories have flaws, the students I've taught..."

"A student?" Dugu Bo turned around abruptly, a poisoned blade pressed against the Grandmaster's throat. "Just Dai Mubai, this outcast of the Star Luo royal family? Or Oscar, this food-type soul master who doesn't even have an offensive soul skill?"

Yu Xiaogang felt as if an invisible knife was slicing open his chest. Those lesson plans he meticulously crafted late into the night, those perilous moments searching for spirit rings for his students in Sunset Forest, that gratifying feeling watching Dai Mubai go from despair to regaining his fighting spirit…

At this moment, everything was crushed into dust by Dugu Bo's venomous words.

He suddenly remembered what Flanders had once said: "Xiao Gang, stop trying to prove yourself with theory, you've already won." But now, he found that he couldn't withstand even the slightest dissection.

"And then there's your most prized three elements of a Soul Master—" Dugu Bo's voice was like a poisoned needle dipped in ice, "Soul power comes from cultivation, Soul rings come from hunting, and Soul bones come from luck. Aren't these common knowledge that all Soul Masters on the continent know? You just wrote these things into a book and dared to call yourself a master, deceiving Flander into investing the entire academy's fortune!"

He suddenly leaned close to the master's ear:

"You know in your heart that your theory can't save anyone, including yourself—the stronger your students are, the more it proves your incompetence as a teacher, because their achievements are all due to talent and good fortune, and have nothing to do with your bullshit theory!"

He looked at the master's suddenly trembling shoulders and his smile became even more sinister.
"Qian Xunji told me before he died that every time Bibi Dong mentioned you, she would vomit bile. She said you were the person she regretted meeting the most in her life, and she even threw the jade pendant you gave her as a token of love into the cesspool of the Papal Palace—"

"Stop talking..." Yu Xiaogang's voice was so low it was almost inaudible, as if all his strength had been drained away. He remembered the fountain pen Bibi Dong had given him, remembered that morning in the rose garden when she said to him, "Xiaogang, we will be together forever," and remembered the cold killing intent in her eyes at the entrance of the Spirit Hall... It turned out that those beautiful memories had long been crushed into dust by reality.

"What, heartbroken?" Dugu Bo flung down his poisoned blade, the poisonous mist condensing into a phantom of a jade crown. "Look at your father, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Back then, to prevent you from defiling the family bloodline, he personally branded a mark of expulsion on your back. Now you still have the nerve to call yourself a member of the Jade Clan?" The phantom suddenly transformed into countless poisonous needles, piercing towards the master's face.
"You're nothing but a stray dog ​​that nobody wants. You've woven a master's coat on stolen theories and your students' talents. But deep down, you know better than anyone that you've lived your whole life in shame and lies!"

Yu Xiaogang could no longer hold on and collapsed heavily to his knees.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, forming a small puddle on the ground. It turned out that all his perseverance was utterly insignificant in the face of absolute power.

"Now—" Dugu Bo turned and walked towards Xiao Wu, the purple poison on his claws growing stronger, "Hand over the soul beast, and perhaps I can leave you with a complete corpse."

"As for you, Yu Xiaogang—" he sneered, "if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan knew you were still alive, they'd probably kill you first, wouldn't they?"

“You…you’re wrong…” Yu Xiaogang suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a chilling calm. He raised his head, the confusion and pain in his eyes completely gone, leaving only a burning fire. “I was expelled from my family, I stole the Spirit Hall’s scriptures, and I was utterly defeated in love…”

“But the students I’ve taught are writing their own legends with their own hands. Dai Mubai will become the king of the Star Luo Empire, Oscar will send food-type soul masters to the battlefield, and Xiao Wu—” He looked at the girl, a smile playing on his lips, “She has never been a soul beast. She is a member of Shrek Academy and my student, Yu Xiaogang.

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted slightly as he suddenly realized that the man he had humiliated and left battered and bruised now possessed a faint air of authority befitting a superior.

But he quickly resumed his cold laugh, raising his poisonous claws once more: "Still being stubborn even when death is imminent? Then—die!"

Dugu Bo's poisonous claws were only inches away from Xiao Wu's throat, and the downy hair at the girl's temples trembled slightly in the poisonous mist.

Just then, a sharp eagle's cry pierced the sky, and Flander unfurled his ten-foot-long owl wings, the wind blades of soul power flowing on the feathers cutting the poisonous mist into fragments:

"Old poisoner, what kind of skill is it to bully the younger generation!"

Seven figures suddenly sprang up at the same time.

Dai Mubai's fur stood on end, and the White Tiger's Blazing Light Wave condensed into a bowl-sized ball of light in his palm, heading straight for Dugu Bo's face; behind Ma Hongjun, a phoenix phantom unfolded, and the phoenix rose into the sky with a roar, its wings flapping as two basin-sized phoenix flames crossed and attacked Poison Douluo's lower body; Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly, and three amplifying beams of light landed on Flander, Zhao Wuji, and Dai Mubai respectively; Xiao Wu touched the ground with her toes, her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul possessing her, and her figure circled around to Dugu Bo's left side like a phantom, silently throwing out the Soft Bone Lock. "Overestimating yourself."

Dugu Bo sneered, and the poisonous mist around him transformed into nine poisonous swords that floated in mid-air.

The first poisoned sword met the White Tiger's fierce light wave, corroding it into blue smoke with a hiss; the second poisoned sword slashed at the Phoenix Flame, but the flames were strangely extinguished in the poisonous mist; the third poisoned sword swept towards Oscar, forcing him to fly backward.

Zhao Wuji's roar followed immediately.

The owner of the Immovable King Martial Soul swelled his muscles to three times the size of an ordinary person's, and his skin turned a rock-like bluish-gray. His third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement, was suddenly activated, and the ground beneath Dugu Bo's feet instantly sank three feet.

"Fourth Soul Skill - Immovable King Body!" Zhao Wuji charged forward like an iron tower, his fist, as big as a casserole dish, carrying the force of a thousand pounds, smashing towards Poison Douluo's chest.

Flander seized the opportunity, and the wind blade soul power on his wings condensed into dozens of cyan light blades, which shot towards Dugu Bo like a rainstorm.

At the same time, Xiao Wu's Soft Bone Lock had already wrapped around Poison Douluo's ankle, attempting to trip him. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ning Rongrong released her amplification again, and the soul power fluctuations of the Shrek Academy members surged by three points.

However, the pressure of a Title Douluo is not easily shaken.
Suddenly, the poisonous mist around Dugu Bo exploded and expanded, and a hundred-meter-long phantom of a poisonous dragon rose into the air. Wherever the dragon's breath passed, all the wind blades and light blades shattered. Zhao Wuji's fist smashed into the poisonous dragon, but it only stirred up a ripple of soul power.

The dragon's tail swept across, sending Zhao Wuji crashing into a broken wall. Amidst the flying stone chips, several deep, bone-revealing bloodstains appeared on the body of the Immovable King.

"Dean, watch out!"

Dai Mubai roared and lunged at Flander. At that moment, Dugu Bo's poisoned sword was already close by. Flander folded his wings and transformed into human form, falling rapidly. However, he was slashed on the left shoulder by the poisoned sword, and white smoke rose from the ground where the blood dripped.

Ma Hongjun's phoenix flames struck again, this time he exerted all his strength to condense a phoenix meteor shower, hundreds of flames crashing down like meteorites. Poison Douluo, however, neither dodged nor evaded, his poison dragon opening its massive maw to devour all the flames, instead staining the poisonous mist with an eerie orange-red hue.

Xiao Wu's soft bone lock suddenly felt a sharp pain. Dugu Bo looked down at his ankle, his emerald pupils flashing with killing intent: "Soul beast transformation... You should be glad you met me."

The poisonous mist spread along the Soft Bone Lock, and Xiao Wu felt her whole body go numb. She could no longer hold onto the chains and staggered backward. Dai Mubai caught her in time, but his arm was burned by the poisonous mist, and the phantom of his White Tiger Martial Soul flickered.

Zhao Wuji stood up again, blood still flowing from the wound on his chest, yet he still stood in front of the crowd. He looked at Flander, who was clutching his shoulder and panting, feathers scattered on the ground.

"Old Zhao, use your fourth soul skill!" Flander gritted his teeth and said.
Zhao Wuji nodded, his spirit rings shone brightly, his skin instantly turned into a diamond-like texture, and golden light flowed through his muscle lines, making him look like an unshakeable statue.

At the same time, Flander spread his wings and took to the air, activating his fifth soul skill, Eye of the Storm, which formed a huge whirlwind above Dugu Bo's head, attempting to suck the poisonous fog into it.

“Interesting.” Dugu Bo finally became serious. Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and dark green venom gushed out like a tide, instantly submerging everyone’s calves.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly released the detoxification amplification, only to discover that the venom contained highly corrosive phosphorus powder. Oscar vomited violently as soon as the detoxification sausage entered his mouth.

Ma Hongjun roared and unleashed his Phoenix Domain, attempting to evaporate the poisonous liquid with flames.

However, the poisonous liquid became even more viscous when it came into contact with fire, creeping upwards along his legs, causing the fat man to writhe on the ground in pain. Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu stood back to back, their White Tiger Blade and Soft Bone Rabbit Claws constantly slashing at the poisonous liquid, but with little effect.

Zhao Wuji's indestructible body gradually lost its effectiveness in the poison. Fine cracks appeared on the surface of his diamond-like skin, and the poison seeped into his body along the cracks, causing him to groan in pain.

Flander's Eye of the Storm was shattered by the poison dragon's tail, and he was struck in the waist, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he fell from the sky.

"Now you realize the difference?"

Dugu Bo walked slowly, the phantom of a poisonous dragon churning behind him. "The gap between a Title Douluo and a Soul Master cannot be bridged by courage alone." He looked at Xiao Wu, raising his poisonous claws again. "Come back with me obediently, and perhaps I can leave you with a whole corpse."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Wu launched an Eight-Stage Throw, using the force to pounce on Dugu Bo, her hands gripping his wrists like iron clamps.

"You're courting death!" Dugu Bo roared in fury, and the phantom of the poisonous dragon opened its mouth to bite Xiao Wu.

Dai Mubai and Oscar pounced simultaneously. Ma Hongjun, enduring excruciating pain, condensed purple flames and shot them towards the poison dragon's eyes. Zhao Wuji and Flander, disregarding their injuries, launched another attack, attempting to buy time for Xiao Wu.

However, those three seconds passed in the blink of an eye.

The venomous dragon's claws slammed down, sending Dai Mubai and Oscar flying. Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Piercing Cloud Strike was swallowed whole by the dragon, while Zhao Wuji and Flander's attacks were like mere tickles. Xiao Wu had only just unleashed the third stage of her Eight-Stage Throw when she was backfired by the poisonous mist, spitting out blood and flying backward.

Dugu Bo grabbed Xiao Wu by the neck and lifted her into the air: "It's over."

Purple spots appeared on the girl's pale face, clearly indicating that the poisonous mist had invaded her meridians. The Shrek Seven Devils struggled to their feet, but they no longer had the strength to launch an attack, and could only watch helplessly as Xiao Wu lay dying under the poisonous claws.

“Old…monster…” Flander wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to his feet. “If you have the guts…come at me…”

"You?" Dugu Bo sneered, "A bunch of ants, do you think you're worthy of my attention?"

Just as he was about to crush Xiao Wu's throat, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky, accompanied by a world-destroying surge of soul power—Tang Hao had returned, his Clear Sky Hammer, imbued with the light of a 100,000-year soul ring, was crashing down with the force of Mount Tai.

On the battlefield, the Shrek members lay scattered in the poisonous slurry, black blood seeping from their wounds, yet they still stared at Dugu Bo with hateful eyes.

They knew they had given their all, but ultimately they were no match for the absolute power of a Title Douluo. But at this moment, they held only one belief: as long as they had a breath left, they would never allow anyone to harm their comrades.

(End of this chapter)