Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses over to become the Three Brothers of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 202 The Master Who Spits Blood With Anger
Today is destined to be the most lively day in Wuhun City this year, because the continent-wide high-level soul master elite competition that has gathered everyone's attention will reach the most exciting climax today.

Canaan Academy has clearly demonstrated their amazing strength to everyone in the recent games, and today is another day to decide the two teams in the finals.

It is precisely because of this that the number of people gathered in the square in front of the Pope's Palace today is almost twice that of the previous few days. These onlookers are not all students from the college participating in the competition. There are also many people who came from other places to admire their reputation. division.

As members of the Douluo Continent, they are also very aware that the past two days have been the busiest time of the year in the entire Wuhun City, so naturally they will not easily miss such a highly anticipated event.

"Elder Yu, you must have thought that I didn't see through your plan just now, right? You were still waiting for our Canaan Academy to seriously injure all the members of the Wuhundian Academy, and then you took advantage of it and used your unscathed combat power to easily Defeat them and advance to the finals, right?"

"You may even be laughing at me secretly in your heart, thinking how can I, a child who is no more than a teenager, be as wise as you in terms of strategy? Anyway, no matter what I do, I will help you. ,Right?"

The plain and simple words slowly floated on the square in front of the Pope's Palace, making the aura of healing that filled the place slightly turbulent.

Outside the venue, countless soul masters looked at the black-robed young man standing with his hands behind his back on the ring with different emotions, and their expressions varied.

"Xiao Yan, you...don't go too far." Hearing this, the master clenched his fists tightly and made a sizzling sound. His zombie face turned green and white, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting like an ox. His face was so gloomy that he was about to squeeze out water.

The master was still complacent just now, but he did not expect that his plan had been seen through by Xiao Yan long ago. The opponent directly chose to surrender at the end of the fight, making all his plans fail.

"Huangkou kid, stop talking nonsense. I am the elder of Wuhun Palace. You are only a Soul King. How can you be qualified to talk to me like this?" the master roared.

The master who boasted of unparalleled wisdom always liked to pretend to be a master in front of outsiders so as to show his wisdom, but now that Xiao Yan was hitting him like this in front of so many people, he was really angry.

"Haha, Elder of Wuhun Palace?"

"What? I called you Elder Yu twice, do you really think of yourself as the elder of Wuhun Palace? Yu Xiaogang, you are just a level 29 great soul master. You use theories copied from Wuhun Palace to swindle you everywhere, and you still dare to Is this so arrogant?"

"You keep saying that there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters, but how have you ever taught a soul master with mediocre talent?"

"Your theory is even more rubbish. Tang San's innate soul power of Blue Silver Grass is now so useless, it's all thanks to you, right? I said back then that the most outstanding feature of Blue Silver Grass is that It has the most tenacious vitality, but you let Tang San choose the entanglement ability of the bluesilver grass itself, as well as the slight poison attribute, and gave up the characteristics and advantages of the plant-type martial spirit itself. "

"Blue Silver itself has the ability to entangle, but you have once again attached a control-type entanglement soul ring to it. Isn't this just taking off your pants and farting? It's unnecessary?"

"Is Tang San's innate soul power Blue Silver Grass useless, or is he useless himself, or is the person who taught him a useless person himself?"

In the square in front of the Pope's Palace, loudspeakers were installed all around, and Xiao Yan did not lower his voice. These remarks naturally reached the ears of all the surrounding audiences. Similarly, they also reached the ears of Bibi Dong. middle.

"You..." After listening to Xiao Yan's words, the master's eyes suddenly burst into tears. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the former. He was panting like an ox and his chest was heaving violently. He looked clearly furious, but he couldn't say a word.

Anyone who knows the master knows very well that he always likes to put his hands behind his back. When speaking, he raises his head high and his chest high, with an enigmatic look, as if this can show how intelligent he is.

However, when the master is poked in a painful spot, his face will become stiff, and he will not dare to say a word because of his inferiority complex. At most, he will stare at others closely, as if this way he can kill others, and then let others go. Just like others shut up.

Waste and inferiority, these two words, run through the master's life.

"Elder Yu, don't be angry. Wait until I finish speaking. No matter how hasty you are." Xiao Yan turned his head slightly, stared at the master with a sneer, and murmured: "The most shameful thing about you is actually It’s not an academic problem, but a flaw in character and personality. You’ve targeted me several times, just because I didn’t worship you as my teacher like Tang San did, and I also questioned your theories several times.”

"Your nephew Yu Tianheng also mentioned some of your glorious deeds to me after drinking. Although he respects you as an elder uncle in his heart, he also feels despised by everything you have done in the past."

"By the way, do you still remember how you ran away at the wedding back then? Knowing that the result would inevitably bring disgrace to the family and bring disaster to the younger generation, knowing the truth, why didn't you explain it clearly on the spot, why did you run away?"

"Because of your glassy heart, let a woman wait for you for decades with a status that she shouldn't have. Don't you have any sense of responsibility? Even a letter can end the matter, but But you just live in your own world and completely ignore the feelings of others. Is this the master's way of doing things?"

"Not only are you a loser, you're also a coward."

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Bibi Dong also had a sarcastic smile on her face, and she vaguely remembered her past with the master.

"Hmph." Bibi Dong snorted coldly, waved her hand fiercely, and walked away.

She originally wanted to scold Xiao Yan, but when the latter mentioned the glorious deeds of the master and Liu Erlong, she walked towards the Pope's Palace without looking back.

"What a big melon..." The surrounding audience was confused for a moment, but they didn't realize it and said: "It sounds like this Yu Xiaogang is not only a waste, but also a big scumbag. He is really awesome. .”

"How does this kind of person become the elder of Wuhun Hall?"

"I see, his papal decree was stolen."

"..."

Everyone was talking about it, and the master immediately died.

"Xiao Gang, are you okay?" Hearing this, Flanders also had a complex expression. With quick eyes and quick hands, he quickly stabilized the master who was about to faint from anger.

"Xiao Yan, you little bastard... stop talking nonsense." The master raised his hand and took a few steps back, almost losing his balance.

In such a large crowd, in front of almost tens of thousands of people around, his Yu Xiaogang generation of Martial Soul Theory Master was exposed like this, which was almost completely unacceptable to his abnormally strong self-esteem.

At this time, he can still hold on without fainting from anger, which is already very good.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Seeing this, Tang San also hurriedly stepped forward and supported the master's shaky body, his eyes full of shame and resentment.

Tang San is the same as the master. He is also very confident in his own wisdom and strength. At this moment, he has vaguely realized that there may be something wrong with the master's theory of martial arts, but he is also the kind of person who loves face.

Therefore, even if Tang San knew that there was something wrong with the master's theory, he would not admit it now, because wouldn't admitting it mean that there was something wrong with his IQ?
This kind of shame was difficult for Tang San to accept.

"Xiao Yan, don't go too far, there are so many people here." After stabilizing the master's body, Tang San turned to glare at Xiao Yan, his face full of anger.

"Is it too much?" Hearing Tang San's words, a sneer overflowed from the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth, and he smiled sadly and indignantly in his heart. His face was full of sarcasm, and he asked: "Am I going too far? This old guy has tried every means to find me in the past few years. Trouble, are you the only one who can deal with others, and I can’t deal with you?"

"And you, Tang San. You have tried to kill me many times, can't I fight back? What, you want to win sympathy here now?" After saying this, the master's psychological defense completely collapsed, and with a puff, he looked up to the sky. He spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood and fainted on the spot.

"teacher…"

"Little Gang..."

Before falling into coma, Grandmaster seemed to hear the shouts of Tang San, Flanders and others, but these were not important anymore. What he heard more was the people around him laughing at him, pointing at him, and Sarcasm and invective.

The master is not far away from being completely ruined.

.........

An hour later.

Wuhun City, in a certain hotel.

"Teacher, are you feeling better?" Under Jiangzhu's healing, the master slowly woke up from his coma. Tang San helped him sit down and asked softly.

"I'm fine, I should just take a rest." The master waved his hand, signaling everyone not to worry. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly: "Xiaosan, you have to go all out for the afternoon competition. Can you get it?" The championship doesn’t matter anymore, even if we lose, we will still cripple everyone in Canaan Academy.”

"We can't win the championship, and they can't win it either."

Hearing this, Tang San asked calmly: "Teacher, I know that the insult Xiao Yan gave you just now will be repaid a hundred times by me later. By the way, teacher, do you think the seven-in-one fusion skill can really be used?" Defeat Xiao Yan?"

"Absolutely. The seven-in-one fusion technique I created is extremely powerful. I spent a lot of time and energy to research it. In this afternoon's competition, as long as you can display the seven-in-one fusion technique, then, Our Shrek Academy’s chances of winning will be very high.”

"However, the only disadvantage of this fusion technique is that it requires a certain amount of preparation time, and it cannot be interrupted midway, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

Tang San nodded, and after pondering for a while, said lightly: "Teacher, based on what I know about Xiao Yan, he should take the initiative to let me use the seven-in-one fusion technique. So, you don't have to go too far Worry."

"Yeah, this is best." The master patted Tang San's shoulder habitually, with a firm light in his eyes, and said with clenched fists: "Xiao San, it's up to you whether you can realize the theory of being a teacher. You have to work hard."

"Teacher, I can do it." Tang San said firmly.

.........

The air in the morning was cool and comfortable, but in the afternoon, when the sun hung high in the middle of the sky, that coolness had been replaced by a touch of heat.

Although it's not midsummer now, the temperature will still be a bit high.

At this time, both Canaan College and Shrek College had arrived at the square in front of the Pope's Palace and entered the war preparation area.

Not only that, many spectators have already arrived. After all, this is a competition for the last place in the finals, and it will definitely be very exciting. What happened in the morning is still clearly recorded in the minds of these spectators.

The differences between Xiao Yan and Tang San and the others, as well as the gaps and frictions between the two teams, all mean that there will be an extremely fierce battle in the afternoon, so how can these audiences not be interested?
On the high platform in front of the Pope's Palace, five huge gilt chairs have been placed. Bibi Dong is still sitting in the middle. On either side of them are Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo. .

Even these big guys are very interested in this game.Of course, none of them thought Tang San could win.

Canaan College preparation area.

Xiao Yan looked leisurely, as if he didn't care about the battle at all. He was sitting on a chair chatting and laughing with the people around him, looking extremely relaxed.

On the other hand, everyone in the Shrek Academy team, including the master, although they all believed that the seven-in-one fusion skills could defeat Xiao Yan and win, they still had solemn expressions on their faces.

Comparing the two phases, which one is higher and which one is lower is clear at a glance.

Sitting on the chair, Xiao Yan was chatting and laughing with the people next to him in a low voice. Then, he suddenly stopped talking and turned his gaze not far away from the square, where Tang San was looking coldly towards this place. Watching from the side.

After seeing Xiao Yan's gaze, Tang San couldn't help showing a sneer on his face, his lips squirmed slightly, although he didn't make a sound, Xiao Yan was still able to distinguish what he just said.

"Xiao Yan, I will make you repay the humiliation of the past double later."

Hearing this, a faint coldness flashed across his dark eyes, but a faint smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face. He smiled slightly at Tang San and moved his mouth as well: "I'm waiting because I'm afraid of you. Not then.”

"You all should be careful when the competition starts. I'm afraid that the people here at Shrek are crazy and will drag you down even if they don't win the championship." Dugu Bo, who had been guarding Xiao Yan, naturally found out Knowing the secret battle between him and Tang San, he reminded everyone softly.

Dugu Bo was not worried about Xiao Yan, he was mainly worried about other people.

"Yeah." Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly and did not refute.

After another half an hour, the number of people in the stands around the square was finally so crowded that it was almost overflowing. At a glance, there was no end to the black mass of people, and the noisy voices gathered together and shot directly into the sky.

"Boom!"

A clear chime of a bell finally rang in the square outside the Pope's Palace. After hearing the chime of the bell, the noisy square became slightly quieter. Countless eyes followed the bell and looked towards An extremely wide arena.

In the center of the ring, where everyone's attention gathered, stood fourteen heroic young men, and the fiery atmosphere suddenly rose again.

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