Douluo: Wuhun Ah Yin reveals Tang San’s true face

Chapter 44: Yue Guan’s Doubts (included on the shelf)

"Hmph! After so many years, he is still a waste!"

Ju Douluo didn't pay attention to Tang San's eyes. In the former's eyes, Tang San was just a little reptile who had just stepped into the ranks of soul masters, so he taunted Yu Xiaogang again.

"I'll kill you!" Tang San stood up abruptly, bristling with anger, his fair and immature face suddenly became ferocious.

Originally, it was just that the big man in front of him looked down on his martial soul, but now he not only humiliated his teacher in front of Su Yun and others, but even disregarded the dignity of the strong and attacked the weak like the teacher.

Being a teacher for a day and a father for life, how could he just watch his teacher being beaten and ignore it?

Tang San shook his arms, and the sleeve arrows on his wrists were about to be shot out.

However, before he could make the next move, a pressure from the sky came upon him again!

"thump!"

Tang San knelt down in response, slamming his knees against the floor tiles of the principal's office. The terrifying force instantly shattered the floor tiles. If Tang San hadn't cultivated the Xuantian Technique and his body was extremely strong, Ju Douluo's suppression alone would have been enough to make him Crushed knees.

"Huh? It's all right. It seems that you have some talent."

Sure enough, when Ju Douluo saw that Tang San's knees were not shattered, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes. Unfortunately, the pressure he exerted did not decrease by half, but instead increased by three points.

"You are uttering arrogant words at a young age. Let me teach you a lesson and let you know what dignity and inferiority are!"

Ju Douluo's voice was as cold as a knife, his eyes became cold again, and the sudden pressure suppressed Tang San and he fainted.

"Little San!" Yu Xiaogang screamed immediately when he saw his disciple Tang San passed out.

Ju Douluo looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was getting up, and sneered: "Haha, I heard that you lost the title of 'Master' because of this boy named Su Yun. I'm really surprised."

"After all these years, you still dare to call yourself a master. You really don't know what is good or bad."

"It's so shameless of you to promote my Spirit Hall's information as your own knowledge, otherwise..." Midway through his words, Ju Douluo's voice suddenly stopped.

He couldn't mention the name of His Highness the Pope here. After a slight pause, he continued to speak.

"If someone hadn't said anything, do you think you could have been outside for so many years relying on the knowledge of my Spirit Hall?"

Ju Douluo snorted and sneered: "The most ridiculous thing is your so-called statement that 'there are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters'. It is simply ridiculous."

"Look at your appearance now. If you go by your own words, wouldn't you be the most useless soul master in the world?!"

"It's a good match for a useless soul master to take on a useless martial soul disciple."

Ju Douluo's sarcastic words immediately shocked Master Matthew Nuo and the dean of Nordin College.

They originally thought that the master's theoretical research was all his own, so although the latter was indeed not very strong, they all maintained a certain respect for the latter.

But now I heard that Yu Xiaogang's remarks were all plagiarized information from Wuhun Palace, and I was extremely shocked!

"No wonder I heard that Yu Xiaogang was expelled from the soul master world by Wuhun Palace. It turned out to be this reason."

The eyes of Matthew Nuo and Dean looking at Yu Xiaogang no longer had the respect they once had, but also had a hint of disdain.

Wuhundian has not come to expose you for so many years, but you are still so openly using their knowledge to give yourself the title of master.

Shameless!

Yu Xiaogang held the unconscious Tang San in his arms, originally planning to angrily scold Ju Douluo for bullying the younger ones.

But at this moment, his face was green and white, like a duck whose underwear was taken off in public. His body trembled for a long time before he finally retorted: "At least half of my theoretical research on martial arts is my own. …”

"Stop!"

Ju Douluo glanced sideways at Yu Xiaogang and sneered: "Anything in your theory that has been verified is the data of my Spirit Hall, and anything that has not been verified is just a theory made up by you yourself."

“Are some theories that have not been verified worthy of being called theories?”

"ridiculous!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang finally turned pale.

Yu Xiaogang suddenly collapsed to the ground, and everything about him was revealed by Ju Douluo!

And he did it in front of his friends and Su Yun, the little guy who always looked down on him!

Ahhh! ! !

Ju Douluo! ! !

I, Yu Xiaogang, are at odds with you! ! !

Yu Xiaogang could only roar helplessly and silently in his heart.

As for Su Yun standing aside, seeing Ju Douluo scolding Yu Xiaogang angrily, he felt a burst of joy in his heart.

This is a plot that is not even in the original work. Seeing this scene, he really made a lot of money.

After mocking Yu Xiaogang, Ju Douluo Yueguan no longer had any interest in the former and Tang San.

One is a waste, and although the other has full innate soul power, his martial soul is indeed the recognized waste martial soul Blue Silver Grass. With his eyesight, he will naturally not be mistaken.

"Okay, boy, take out your martial spirit and let me see it. I hope you won't disappoint me." Ju Douluo Yueguan locked his eyes on Su Yun again, making the latter tremble.

The oppressive feeling in Title Douluo's eyes cannot be resisted by simply resisting.

Su Yun took a deep breath and didn't think about it anymore. Since Ju Douluo wanted to see the martial soul, let him see it.

Swish!

Su Yun's soul power circulated in his body, and the soul imprint appeared on the back of his left hand. Immediately, the Blue Silver Emperor Tree appeared in front of him, shining with a dazzling and pure sea blue color, and every leaf of the Blue Silver Emperor Tree had a gorgeous golden color. The lines are flowing, and it looks extremely noble, like an emperor coming to the world.

boom!

The moment Ju Douluo, who had been lying lazily on the chair, saw Su Yun's martial spirit revealed, his lazy eyes suddenly became excited, and his whole body jumped up.

His spirit is excited!Excited!It was trembling even more!

"This...is this the legendary Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit?"

Ju Douluo looked at the luxurious blue and silver emperor tree in front of him, and the strange velvet giant chrysanthemum in his body already wanted to be released uncontrollably.

call out!

Yue Guan no longer suppressed the martial soul's instinct. In an instant, a purple-gold chrysanthemum was released from his chest, gradually approaching Su Yun's Blue Silver Emperor Tree. When the former approached, Yue Guan was even able to pass His martial soul felt the vigorous vitality radiating from the Blue Silver Emperor Tree.

"As expected, the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit can be transformed into a hundred thousand-year-old Blue Silver Grass. It is indeed fascinating."

"It would be great if my strange velvet Tongtianju could also have a hundred thousand years of cultivation."

Yue Guan felt the vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor Tree for a long time. Finally, his eyes fell on Su Yun's little face little by little. He felt that his guess was probably correct.

There is only one child in this world who can possess the Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit!

That was the child born between Tang Hao and the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast seven years ago!

However, this boy's surname is Su, not Tang.

On the contrary, the boy with the abandoned martial spirit Blue Silver Grass was surnamed Tang.

For the first time, there was a rare trace of doubt in Yue Guan's eyes.

I can’t follow up on the recommendation later, I can only put it on the shelves at noon tomorrow, readers, please give me a first order according to your mood, otherwise I can only become a bronze Thomson, please orZ (pout)