Douluo: Wuhun Ayin, revealing Tang San's true face

Chapter 44: The Doubts of Yueguan

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

Ju Douluo didn't care about Tang San's eyes, in the eyes of the former, Tang San was just a little reptile who had just stepped into the spirit master's group, so he once again spoke out to ridicule Yu Xiaogang.

"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 immediately.

However, before he could make the next move, a coercion from the sky descended on him again!

"thump!"

Tang San knelt in response, and both knees slammed on the floor tiles of the principal's office, the terrifying force instantly shattered the floor tiles, if Tang San hadn't cultivated Xuantian Kungfu and his physical 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, seeing that Tang San's knees were not broken, Ju Douluo's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but unfortunately the coercion he exerted did not decrease by half, but increased by three points.

"Speaking wild words at a young age, I will teach you a little lesson, let you know what is superior and inferior!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was as cold as a knife, his pupils turned cold again, the sudden coercion directly suppressed Tang San and passed out.

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

Ju Douluo looked at Yu Xiaogang who got up, and said with a sneer, "Hehe, I heard that you lost the title of 'Master' because of this kid named Su Yun, which really surprised me."

"After so many years, you still dare to call yourself a master. You really don't know what to do."

"It's really a shame of you to take the information of my Wuhundian as your own knowledge, if it weren't for..." In the middle of speaking, Ju Douluo's voice suddenly froze.

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

"If someone hadn't spoken, do you think you could have been able to live comfortably outside for so many years relying on my knowledge of Wuhundian?"

Ju Douluo snorted coldly, and said with a sneer: "The most ridiculous thing is your so-called 'there are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters', which is simply ridiculous."

"Look at your current appearance. According to your own words, aren't you the most useless soul master in the world?!"

"A good-for-nothing soul master accepting a disciple with a useless martial spirit is a good match."

Ju Douluo's mocking words instantly surprised Master Matthew Nuo and the dean of Notting College who were on the side.

They originally thought that the master's theoretical research came from him, so although the latter's strength is indeed not very strong, they all maintain a certain degree of respect for the latter.

But now hearing that Yu Xiaogang's remarks are all plagiarized materials from Wuhundian, I am extremely shocked!

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

At this time, Matthew Nuo and the dean looked at Yu Xiaogang, and there was no respect in the past, but also a trace of disdain.

Wuhundian hasn't come to expose you for so many years, yet you still use their knowledge to give yourself the title of master in such a grand manner.

Shameless!
Yu Xiaogang hugged the fainted Tang San in his arms, and originally planned to angrily scold Ju Douluo for bullying the younger.

But at this moment, his face was pale and pale, like a duck whose underpants were stripped in public. After trembling for a long time, he finally retorted: "At least half of my theoretical research on martial arts is done by myself. ..."

"Stop!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo squinted at Yu Xiaogang, and said with a sneer: "In your theories, all the verified ones are the information from my Spirit Hall, and all the unverified ones are just theories you fabricated."

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

"ridiculous!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's face was finally ashen.

Yu Xiaogang collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, everything about him was exposed by Ju Douluo just like that!

And in front of his best friend and Su Yun, the little guy who has always looked down on him!
Ahhh! ! !
Chrysanthemum Douluo! ! !
I, Yu Xiaogang, are at odds with you! ! !

Yu Xiaogang could only roar incompetently 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 in the original book, and seeing this scene, he really made a lot of money.

After ridiculing Yu Xiaogang, Ju Douluo Yueguan was no longer interested in the former and Tang San.

One is trash, and although the other has innate full soul power, the martial soul is indeed the recognized waste martial soul Blue Silver Grass. With his eyesight, he can't mistake it.

"Okay boy, show me your martial soul, I hope you won't disappoint me." Ju Douluo Yueguan locked his eyes on Su Yun again, making the latter tremble.

The sense of oppression in Title Douluo's eyes is not something that can be resisted by just 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 lazily lying on the chair, saw Su Yun's martial soul revealed, his lazy eyes suddenly became excited, and he immediately jumped up.

His spirit is excited!Excited!It was trembling even more!
"This...is this the legendary Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at the luxurious Blue Silver Emperor Tree in front of him, and the strange velvet Tongtian Chrysanthemum in his body couldn't help but want to release it.

call out!
Yueguan no longer suppressed the instinct of the martial soul, and in an instant, a purple-gold chrysanthemum was released from his chest, gradually approaching Su Yun's Blue Silver Emperor Tree, and when the former approached, Yueguan was even able to pass through. In his martial spirit, he felt the exuberant vitality emanating from the Blue Silver Emperor Tree.

"As expected of the 10-year-old Blue Silver Grass that can transform into the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Spirit, it really is fascinating."

"If my Strange Velvet Tongtian Chrysanthemum can also have a cultivation base of 10 years, that would be great."

Yueguan felt the vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor Tree for a long time, and finally, his eyes fell on Su Yun's little face little by little, and 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 seven years ago between Tang Hao and that 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Beast!

However, this kid'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, a rare trace of doubt appeared in Yueguan's eyes.

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