Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 111 Yu Xiaogang is displaced
Yu Zhentian slowly took a step forward, his eyes falling on Yu Xiaolie like lightning.

His old but powerful hand rested on Yu Xiaolie's shoulder.

A powerful soul power, like flood water released from a dam, flowed along Yu Xiaolie's tendons and veins, flowing through his limbs and bones.

He carefully controlled the power of the soul power flow, after all, he was a Titled Douluo.

But he discovered that Yu Xiaolie's body was invisibly resisting the soul power he released.

It wasn't as fragile as he thought.

After his soul power entered Yu Xiaolie's tendons and veins, the forward momentum gradually slowed down, as if it was stuck in reinforced concrete, extremely sluggish.

After a while, a look of shock appeared on his face and his expression became complicated.

I can’t help but sigh:

Unexpectedly, this grandson who had never been optimistic about the future had such pure and tough tendons and veins in his body that even he was impressed.

After a long while, Yu Zhentian took his hand away from Yu Xiaolie's shoulder, his eyes looking deep as he asked:

"How did you cultivate such a strong body..."

"Also, besides the Ice Holy Dragon and the Earth Holy Dragon, what else have you awakened?"

As expected of the great grandfather, he even discovered his strength that he had never shown in front of others.

Yu Xiaolie replied calmly, "And the Black Nether Holy Dragon."

Second Grandfather stepped forward and asked, "Hasn't the power of thunder been awakened?"

Yu Xiaolie shook his head.

Yu Zhentian and Yu Yuanhai looked at each other, and an incredible look flashed in their eyes.

Indeed, during the few years that Yu Xiaolie was away, apart from a little lightning attribute attached to his second soul ring, he had never come into contact with lightning energy.

After a pause, Yu Zhentian asked:

"Xiao Lie, can you tell me what you have been through in these seven years?"

He was very curious as to why Yu Xiaogang had grown into a waste while Yu Xiaolie had evolved to this point despite having the same martial spirit.

Can it be used as a reference to formulate a cultivation method for future disciples of the Blue Lightning Sect?

Yu Xiaolie looked at the two octogenarians in front of him, his face calm, and he replied calmly:
"Grandpa, my experience cannot be replicated."

"You brought me here, presumably to give me special training. The past is the past. It's better to think about what to do next."

After saying this, the great grandfather did not scold me seriously as he did in the past.

Instead, he had a flattering look on his face, and nodded repeatedly with a smile:
"Yes, yes, you have a point."

"Stinky boy." Second Grandpa scolded Yu Xiaolie with a smile, and then asked curiously:
"However, there is one thing I am confused about. Why does Dugu Bo protect you so much?"

After saying that, the two old men looked at Yu Xiaolie with curiosity again.

"Because I helped him break through to the Titled Douluo level." Yu Xiaolie said truthfully.

His tone was flat, as if he was just narrating a trivial matter.

The two elders, Yu Zhentian and Yu Yuanhai, both looked at him in shock.

No matter what, they couldn't believe that Yu Xiaolie had such a great favor towards Dugu Bo.

You know, there are so many Soul Douluos in the world who are stuck at the bottleneck of Titled Douluo and cannot break through in their entire lives.

That’s what my second grandfather was like.

Yu Xiaolie took out a jade box from his arms.

Slowly opening it, inside was a pill with nine dan patterns, half of it was wrapped in luxurious cloth.

This was exactly what he had refined using various immortal herbs in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire many years ago.

"This is a barrier-breaking pill, and the effect is very obvious. After taking it, it can help break through the current bottleneck."

Yu Xiaolie handed the jade box to Second Grandfather and said:
"Second Grandfather, this is for you. After you take it, you can slowly refine it. It can help you break through the bottleneck of Titled Douluo as soon as possible."

Second Grandpa had a complicated expression and took it with both hands excitedly.

He has been stuck at level 89 Contra for many years.

His biggest wish now is to break through the barrier and be promoted to Titled Douluo.

Now, I have received such an opportunity from my grandson and nephew, and I don’t know what to say for a moment.

Yu Zhentian was a little dazed watching from the side. He had been stuck at the bottleneck of level 95 for who knew how many years.

It’s a pity that Yu Xiaolie didn’t consider his share.

Yu Zhentian pressed his old palm on the rugged rocks and looked at Yu Xiaolie.

After a long time, the regretful look finally calmed down and he continued:
“I abdicated so early and handed the position of clan leader to your father.

It is for the purpose of practicing in seclusion here and breaking through to the peak Douluo as soon as possible.

Xiao Lie, in the next few days, you will follow me and practice hard here. "You know, a peak Douluo is the sect's trump card.

Starting from level 95, the difficulty doubles with each level up, and the strength is also incomparable.

Therefore, from the sect's perspective, for the older generation like them, retirement and seclusion are the most important things.

Yu Xiaolie looked at the mountains covered with thunder and lightning and nodded.

During the sect ceremony during the day, his display of strength may have attracted the attention of various parties and factions on the continent.

The great grandfather now chose to hide him in the back mountain to practice in seclusion.

First, it can ensure his safety, and second, it can provide him with this unique environment for cultivation and guidance.

When Yu Xiaolie comes out of seclusion, he will surely become a powerful figure.

……

Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The wind was cold and the yellow fallen leaves were floating in the air in disorder.

A ragged, thin man walked slowly towards Wuhun City.

His steps were heavy, his head was lowered, his eyes looked dull, and it seemed that he had not eaten for many days.

If someone could look at him closely, they would see.

He was Yu Xiaogang, who had left the sect five years ago.

Five years had already worn away the pride and perseverance in his heart.

His face looked much more haggard than before, his skin had become rough and yellow, his eye sockets were sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, and his beard was untidy.

My lips are a little chapped because I haven't eaten for a long time.

The luxurious robe that once symbolized the direct descendants of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan has also become a tattered piece of coarse linen. If you don’t know, you might think it is the latest feature.

Yu Xiaogang pulled up a bitter smile.

When he left the sect, he tried to seek refuge with his second uncle Yu Luomian.

At that time, there was a guy named Zhu Si in the camp. When he saw his martial spirit, he was so excited.

"Your martial spirit is incredible. It reminds me of an old friend."

Yu Xiaogang still remembers Zhu Si’s excited expression at that time.

Unexpectedly, for some unknown reason, as they got along later, Zhu Si's attitude towards him changed 180 degrees.

From the initial enthusiasm, he turned to extreme disgust and stopped associating with me.

Yu Xiaogang really couldn't understand what he had done wrong.

He had nothing to do in the camp, so he always went to his second uncle's office to find him.

What he could not have imagined was that he had only visited Yu Luomian less than four times in a week, but he was driven out by him with a look of disgust on his face.

Before leaving, there is only one sentence from the heart:
"Xiao Gang, you and I are both treated coldly by our family and left home in anger.

But you...if you can be like Xiaolie...

Oh, forget it, you can go now. If the camp manager finds out, he will hold me accountable."

Yu Xiaogang couldn't understand why his second uncle was so afraid of him appearing in the office.

He was driven out of the camp in disgrace and wandered around for a few more years.

He spent half of the gold soul coins Yao'er gave him to make a living, and the other half was robbed by a bandit soul master.

It's not that he didn't think about resisting, but unfortunately the gap in strength between the two sides was too big. The other party just waved his hand contemptuously, and he was knocked to the ground. He had no choice but to hand over all the coins.

During these five years, he could only survive by taking on missions from low-level soul masters.

He doesn't like jobs that are too basic.

As a soul master, no one was willing to take him in because his soul power was too low.

This has also led to him still wandering and having no fixed place to live.

Not to mention cultivation, even the most basic food and clothing is still a problem.

Sometimes I don't have enough food.

Hunger, fatigue, humiliation...these have long become commonplace.

Now he doesn't know where he is going. He just keeps moving forward on the road.

Unexamined.

Just take it one step at a time.

(End of this chapter)