Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 292 Yu Xiaogang makes a disheveled entrance, Liu Erlong collapses.

With this, the overall champion of the Elite Soul Master Tournament has been determined.

The Blue Tyrant Academy Dragon Cub Team stood in the center of the podium, their faces beaming with barely suppressed excitement.

Shui Bing'er's long, icy blue hair swayed gently in the wind, a faint smile playing on her lips—even someone as aloof as her couldn't hide the excitement of winning the championship in her eyes.

Yu Tianheng straightened his back and looked intently at Yu Xiaolie on the high platform, as if to say silently, "Master, your disciple has not let you down. We have done it."

Yu Linglong's Heavenly Profound Sacred Dragon has already ceased its dragon transformation state, but the dark blue dragon cub has been following her around, clearly indicating that she hasn't had enough of it yet.

Yu Xiaolie also nodded slightly to the disciples on the stage to show his approval. The training over the years had not been in vain. It should be noted that their current age is generally much younger than that of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

At this moment, Bibi Dong slowly walked down from the high platform, her scepter striking the ground with a crisp sound. Her gaze swept over each member of the Dragon Cub team, finally settling on Yu Xiaolie, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

She slightly raised her hand, gesturing for the cardinal to present the soul bone.

"Congratulations to Blue Tyrant Academy for winning the championship of this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. You truly deserve to be the disciple of His Majesty the Dragon God, Yu Xiaolie."

Bibi Dong's voice was cold and dignified, but when she spoke of "Yu Xiaolie", her tone softened almost imperceptibly.

Yu Xiaolie stood to the side, his expression calm, as if all of this was within his expectations.

He wasn't in a hurry to distribute the soul bones because, not long ago, according to news from his great-grandfather Yu Zhentian, they had seized two soul bones from the Clear Sky Sect from Tang Hao on their way to Wuhun City.

When we return to the family, we will allocate them according to each child's situation.

Cheers erupted from the audience below the stage, but the Shrek team's area was deathly silent.

Liu Erlong clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, his eyes fixed on Bibi Dong, his chest heaving violently.

After the awards ceremony concluded, the cardinal announced loudly, "All parties shall leave in an orderly manner and shall not linger here!"

Bibi Dong looked at Yu Xiaolie and said softly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty the Dragon God. May I have a chat with you in the palace?"

Last time, she finally had a chance to get close to Yu Xiaolie, but it was all ruined by that idiot Yu Xiaogang, and she was even misunderstood. This time, she is determined to make her stance clear to Yu Xiaolie!

The crowd began to move slowly, and Bibi Dong's figure was the first to walk towards the side door of the Papal Palace, her purple robe trailing on the ground.

"Stop!" A shrill roar shattered the orderly exiting line as Liu Erlong burst out from the Shrek Academy crowd.

"What do you mean! You're just letting us leave like this? Where's Xiao Gang?! What did your Spirit Hall do to Xiao Gang?!"

Her voice was particularly jarring in the quiet square, and everyone's eyes turned to her.

Liu Erlong's voice suddenly rose, its sharp tone echoing across the square, "Ning Fengzhi! Didn't you say you'd help ask?!"

Ning Fengzhi stood in the VIP section, his eyes darting around as he avoided her gaze. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's interests always came first. Would he really ask the Spirit Hall to do him a favor for Shrek Academy? He wasn't that stupid.

Bibi Dong paused slightly, but did not turn around.

Seeing that Bibi Dong was ignoring her, Liu Erlong was instantly blinded by rage. She rushed forward and shouted, "Bibi Dong! You stop right there!"

Two cardinals immediately blocked her way, saying coldly, "How dare you! A mere college teacher dares to address His Holiness the Pope by his name!"

Liu Erlong's eyes turned bloodshot, her soul power erupted instantly, and her Fire Dragon Martial Soul immediately appeared, the scorching flames distorting the surrounding air.

"No one's leaving until we give them an explanation!"

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji quickly stepped forward and pulled her back, whispering, "Erlong, calm down! This is the Spirit Hall; we won't get anywhere by forcing our way in!"

Liu Erlong shoved him away, her voice trembling with tears: "Let go of me! He's my man! I can't abandon him!"

However, compared to her intense emotions, the six Shrek students appeared somewhat embarrassed.

Zhao Wuji saw all of this, gritted his teeth, turned to Ning Rongrong, and pleaded, "Rongrong, only you can persuade your father!"

In the entire square, only Ning Fengzhi had the status to speak with Bibi Dong.

The only person who could persuade Ning Fengzhi was naturally his beloved daughter, Ning Rongrong. With her involvement, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would definitely stand up for the master.

Ning Rongrong, being a girl after all, was shocked to see the usually domineering Zhao Wuji so humble and subservient to her. Seeing the hot-tempered Teacher Erlong so pitiful, she bit her lip, rushed to Ning Fengzhi, and forcefully tugged at her father's sleeve: "Dad! You promised me! You must save Master! He's our Shrek Academy teacher, you can't just abandon him!"

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was already weak in front of the Spirit Hall, and it would not be a wise move to step forward at this time.

But seeing his daughter's pleading eyes, he finally sighed, took a step forward, but didn't say anything.

Then the cardinal roared, "Are you rebelling?!"

However, Liu Erlong was oblivious to what was happening. She had completely lost control, her seventh spirit ring flashed, and her Martial Soul True Body was instantly released, sending a blazing fire dragon soaring into the sky.

"Bibi Dong! If you don't hand over Xiao Gang today, I'll risk my life to get justice!"

Upon hearing the sound, Bibi Dong finally turned around, her gaze sweeping lightly over Liu Erlong before her eyes suddenly turned cold.

She gently raised her scepter, and an invisible wave of soul power instantly spread out. Before the fire dragon's true form could even get close, it was forcefully suppressed by this power, and the flames vanished instantly as if extinguished by cold water.

Liu Erlong knelt on one knee, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, yet he still stubbornly raised his head, his eyes filled with hatred.

Bibi Dong looked at her and suddenly chuckled, "Since you like him so much, I'll give him back to you."

After saying that, she turned her gaze to Yu Xiaolie, her heart resolute: Yu Xiaolie, I will show you clearly what my true feelings are.

As she finished speaking, the sound of metal rollers came from the edge of the square.

All eyes were drawn to the scene as four Spirit Hall guards slowly pushed a huge iron cage toward them.

Inside the cage, a ragged, unkempt man huddled in a corner—it was none other than Yu Xiaogang.

His face was covered with bruises and even several overlapping high-heeled shoe prints, clearly indicating that he had been abused and trampled on by Bibi Dong countless times in recent days.

The scene erupted in an uproar and discussion.

"Xiao Gang!" Liu Erlong exclaimed in surprise. Her tears instantly burst forth, and she struggled to rush over, reaching out through the iron cage to stroke his face repeatedly.

Yu Xiaogang felt a warmth on his face that he hadn't felt in a while. He slowly raised his head, his eyes unfocused, his face covered in dirt and scars. His already thin body was now even more emaciated, his lips cracked and trembling as he opened them, "Er...Long..."

Liu Erlong felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and she cried out in anguish, "Xiaogang! How could you have become like this!"

Even the most cold-blooded and heartless person would be moved by this scene; those who hear it are heartbroken and those who see it weep.

Both Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had tears in their eyes.

Even Tang San couldn't help but feel compassion.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, large tears falling to the ground, and pulled on Ning Fengzhi even tighter: "Dad! Look!"

Even the usually calm Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip at this moment.

Liu Erlong suddenly erupted like a wildfire, her voice filled with anguish: "Justice! Xiaogang! We will definitely get justice for you!"

With that, flames erupted around her, instantly unleashing power far exceeding that of ordinary people. The surrounding Templar Knights were also thrown back two steps by a wave of heat.

“Bibi Dong! Do you know that Yu Xiaogang is a descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and is also the current sect leader’s older brother! Is it inappropriate for you to treat him like this?” Her voice was sharp and piercing, instantly drawing everyone’s attention to Yu Xiaolie.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

He was already annoyed by Liu Erlong's behavior of invoking the family name, and now Liu Erlong was dragging him into this mess? Was she trying to use his name to exert pressure, or was she deliberately trying to drag the Blue Lightning Sect into this mess?
His fingertips were already wrapped with blue-purple lightning, and he was about to teach them a lesson when he saw a purplish-black soul force that was faster than him.

"Shut up." Bibi Dong coldly uttered two words, and with a wave of her scepter, her soul power slashed towards Liu Erlong like a sharp blade.

"boom!"

Liu Erlong had no time to react. He was struck by the soul force and sent flying several meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

With just this one strike, Liu Erlong's left shoulder was slashed open with a deep wound that exposed the bone, and blood instantly stained her clothes red.

Her long hair was disheveled, her face was as pale as paper, and blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth, making her look extremely miserable.

"Teacher Erlong!" The Shrek students exclaimed and rushed over.

(End of this chapter)