In Douluo, he devoured Tang San's spirit at the beginning

Chapter 41: Mistress, mistress.

No, no, I can't die.

Thinking of the hope in his heart, thinking of Tang San who could complete the competitive core strength of his ten martial spirits step by step, that was his new disciple, and he still needed Tang San to clear his name, as well as Han Yu, the genius who made him salivate.

The desperate and empty look in Yu Xiaogang's eyes gradually regained color. He couldn't just die like this now. No matter how difficult it was, even if he had to face everyone's pointing and criticizing, he would try hard to live. He wanted to see the day when he became famous throughout the continent.

His mind seemed to have already thought of Tang San and Han Yu, two of his subordinates who were famous throughout the continent. Then he "accidentally" revealed that these two were his disciples, and the scene of countless spirit masters coming to pay homage to them. The corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth actually curled up into a smile.

When Tang San returned to Dormitory 7, everyone had already rested. Even if they were awakened by Yu Xiaogang's shouting, it was just a few students gathered together to quietly curse that person, and they had no idea who it was.

The next day, Tang San got up early, completed his daily practice, and went to the cafeteria to wait for Yu Xiaogang's arrival. He waited for a long time, until everyone in the cafeteria had left, but Yu Xiaogang still didn't come. Tang San was a little confused, wondering why his teacher didn't come for a long time, but it was already time for class, so he had to go to the classroom.

In the classroom, students who were a little far away from Tang San were whispering to each other and constantly looking at Tang San. In particular, every teacher who saw him had a look of surprise and mockery on his face, which made him feel even more confused.

This situation continued until school was over. Notting College only had classes in the morning, and the afternoon was time for free activities and practice. The working students also needed to complete their tasks to earn some income from Weibo.

So it was not until the evening that Tang San had time to go see his teacher. He stood at the door of Yu Xiaogang's dormitory and knocked gently on the wooden door twice.

no respond.

Tang San stood outside the door and called out softly.

Still no response.

People in the corridor passed by him in groups of two or three, staring at him with strange eyes. Tang San couldn't stand it anymore, so he gently pushed open the door. The next moment, he was stunned.

You old man, you actually kept this good thing for yourself. No wonder you sent me away.

Yu Xiaogang's condition at this moment was no different from that of last night. Even the dean, who was on good terms with him, did not come to the dormitory that day, for fear of disturbing Yu Xiaogang. As for why he had not seen Yu Xiaogang all day.

This is how the distinguished five-star dean explained it.

"If someone finds out about this, it's natural to feel ashamed, so it's reasonable to hide in an empty dormitory and digest it all by yourself for a day."

So in order to avoid severe pain, Yu Xiaogang maintained this shape for a whole day.

At this time, someone was already standing at the door looking in, and was even chattering with his companions around him. Tang San then reacted and hurriedly walked into the house and turned around to close the wooden door, fearing that someone would compete with him for it.

The slam of the door slamming woke up Yu Xiaogang who was sleeping on his stomach. A look of pain suddenly appeared on his face. He opened his eyes and saw that it was his beloved disciple.

At this moment he no longer cared about shame and dignity, and hurriedly called Tang San to come in front of him, speaking intermittently.

"Xiao Xiao San, hurry up. Help me, help me."

"Teacher, has your cultivation speed increased?"

Tang San did not help him, but asked with a curious look on his face. He urgently needed to know whether this matter was true or not. After all, it was related to whether his soul power cultivation could be accelerated.

"This isn't it. Help me first." Curious Tang San reached out and knocked on the thing, causing Yu Xiaogang to grimace.

"If you can't even bear this little pain, how can you even think about practicing?"

Tang San sneered in his heart, he regretted a little bit for taking Yu Xiaogang as his master.

But Yu Xiaogang kept urging him, so Tang San had no choice but to reach out and grab it, taking it away fiercely.

The thing was thrown aside, and suddenly a burst of yellow stuff gushed out, spraying onto Tang San's face, hands, and head, and even slowly flowing down.

Yu Xiaogang looked relieved, but Tang San was stunned. He smelled a foul stench and his stomach churned. He covered his mouth and opened the door and vomited.

"It stinks!"

"This, this, this is Tang San's food!!!"

"Ah! This is crazy!! Why does it stink so bad?!"

Outside the door was a corridor where some students were gathered chatting. When they saw Tang San coming out, they wanted to say hello, but the stench from his body and the vomit he spewed out immediately made the air stink so bad that they covered their mouths and noses and took a few steps back.

Watching the fun is ingrained in everyone's DNA, and these students are no exception. They just keep their distance from Tang San, frowning, covering their mouths and noses, and discussing in a low voice with their companions beside them.

Tang San was going crazy, he couldn't understand why he had to rush out of the door instead of going to the bathroom to vomit. His head, face, neck, and clothes were all stained with yellow substances, and all of this was seen by others.

After vomiting for a while, Tang San wiped his mouth with his hand, but suddenly remembered something. He raised his hand tremblingly and saw that there was also vomit on his hand. He vomited again.

The scene in the house was also seen by some students. They saw Yu Xiaogang's comfortable expression and the gushing of objects. The smell brought by Tang San and the smell of his vomit mixed together, and it was like a chain reaction. More than a dozen students nearby retched at the same time and vomited out all the food they had eaten in the evening.

In order to avoid becoming a laughing stock again, Tang San with a sullen face walked quickly into the house, ignoring Yu Xiaogang who was lying on the bed. He closed the wooden door and walked into the bathroom, rubbing his body vigorously, with tears welling up in his eyes.

He was the third young master of the Tang Sect, how could he have been treated like this before? As he thought about it, a tear fell from his eyes and landed on the ground.

"Xiao San, Xiao San, please help me wash the bedding. I am a little exhausted."

Yu Xiaogang, who was lying in the outer room, kept asking for food. He hadn't eaten for a day and had just soiled his bedding. He planned to get up and go outside to find some food. As for what other people would think?

What is he afraid of? In ten or twenty years, they will all pay homage to me, Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body felt relaxed after a long time. The scenes he had imagined in his mind appeared in his eyes one by one, and he even couldn't help laughing out loud.

Tang San, who was still in the bathroom, heard that Yu Xiaogang could still laugh, and he was immediately furious. He clenched his fists and even wanted to go out and teach Yu Xiaogang a lesson.

But thinking that this was his teacher, a person like his father, Tang San had to grit his teeth and swallow his anger. He answered but did not respond.

(Children should not imitate.)
(End of this chapter)