Douluo: Rock King, the King of the World

Chapter 77 Crazy Yu Xiaogang
At the same time, Bibi Dong, Tang San and others also appeared in another space.

"Cough cough."

Bibi Dong coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, her face was pale, and she looked extremely weak. At this time, she had already left the form of the Rakshasa God's divine costume and returned to her former elegant, beautiful and dignified appearance, but she looked extremely weak.

The space they were in didn't seem to be on Douluo Continent. There was a strange light mist rising around them. They seemed to be in a dark red temple. Looking across, at the end of the hall, there was a huge dark red sculpture holding a huge sword. Even looking at this sculpture, Tang San felt a trembling feeling in his heart, and Bibi Dong also felt a slight chill in his heart.

"Bibi Dong, I helped you get rid of that man's control. But it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

At this moment, a strange voice, coming from nowhere, sounded in the hall.

The next moment, a dark green figure appeared in the hall.

"Rakshasa, isn't it too early to do this now? With his current body, I'm afraid the power it can bear is still limited."

At this time, another deep voice sounded. The next moment, a blood-red light also appeared in the hall.

"You you are"

Bibi Dong looked at the blood-red figure with a hint of shock in her eyes and said with some difficulty.

That’s right, this figure looks exactly the same as the huge dark red sculpture behind it.

Aren't the two gods Shura and Rakshasa sworn enemies? But why?
"Bibi Dong, the next step is your mission. You don't want your lover to get into any accidents, do you? Hehe."

The Shura God gave Bibi Dong a cold look and spoke in a voice as soft as the friction between iron plates.

"I, I understand."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

"Xiaodong, what's going on? What do you mean?"

Yu Xiaogang finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked loudly.

"You have no right to speak here."

Rakshasa God slapped him casually.

"Snapped!"

Yu Xiaogang spun the gyroscope seventeen or eighteen times, flew far away, and fainted on the floor of the hall.

"teacher!"

Tang San shouted loudly, his expression changing from gloomy to bright.

"He's your teacher, isn't he?"

Luosha God suddenly looked at Tang San with some interest and asked. "Not bad."

Tang San nodded with a gloomy face.

"Well, I have an idea. Maybe I can help him absorb more power."

God Rakshasa turned to look at God Shura and said.

"What can you do? I know you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

God Shura asked.

"This is so. This is so."

Rakshasa God whispered. Asura God's blood-red eyes also lit up.

"Good idea. This way, there will be a level of neutralization, just like having a power relay station. The power that the Star of Destiny can truly absorb may indeed be greater. Moreover, we have a perfect candidate for the relay station here."

Asura God gave the master a meaningful look. Of course, his divine power transmission would not be heard by outsiders.

The next moment, an extremely tempting voice appeared in Yu Xiaogang's mind.

"Yu Xiaogang, you poor loser. Think back on your failed life. You want to prove yourself and your martial arts theory. Why is that? Is it because you really love these things?"

Hearing this tempting and eerie voice, Yu Xiaogang's mind suddenly flashed back to scenes from his past life.

Before the age of six, all the children in the sect revolved around me, and the adults looked at me with expectation. Then, on the day when my martial soul awakened, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. For the first time, I felt the feeling of losing everything. Loneliness, pain, and unwillingness
Then, I was ridiculed, abused, and humiliated again and again in the sect. I left the sect and summarized the "Ten Core Competitiveness of Wuhun" that I was proud of, but I was denounced as a "liar" and a "despicable person who stole other people's achievements."
Bibi Dong had once fallen in love with him, and that was the proudest and happiest time for him; the Saintess of the Spirit Hall was actually fascinated by him, and for the first time he had a sense of superiority and recognition. That's right, although I don't have power, I am a true master of spirit theory! I can even conquer the Saintess of the Spirit Hall! However, this kind of happiness did not last long and was ruthlessly shattered.

"You are a piece of trash, and I am the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall. Go away. We will never see each other again."

Endless pain filled his life. What golden iron triangle? He called himself the "horn of wisdom", but in fact he knew that he was just a tool to make up the martial soul fusion skills. Did he really not know that Liu Erlong was his sister? Of course he knew. How could he not recognize the family token worn by Liu Erlong?

It's just that he needs the feeling of being loved by others. He enjoys the love of women, especially when he is unwilling to accept it. Only in this way can he feel that he is valuable and special, not a waste.

However, all the realities eventually told him that he had been deceiving himself from the beginning to the end. No matter what, nothing could compare to what he would have done if he had really awakened the martial spirit of the Golden Holy Dragon. Even if he was an ordinary Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, it would have been enough to change his fate! It would have been 10,000 times stronger than it is now!
It's not that he loves martial spirits or martial spirit theory, but that he can't possess power himself, so he can only pin his hopes on fame and cultivating others!
If, if abandoning Tang San and burning all his martial arts theory works could allow him to have the fifth level of innate spirit power, then he would not hesitate at all!

"Power, power, I want power!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were red, and he roared in his heart. The next moment, a blade emitting a dark red light appeared in front of him.

"Do you really want power? Well, your chance has come now. What you are about to possess is the power of God, a power that is superior to that of a soul master, a martial soul, and a ninety-nine-level Ultimate Douluo!"

The eerie voice was rolling in Yu Xiaogang's mind like a tide. At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's heart was almost boiling, and all that was left in his mind was the infinite obsession and desire for power and to become stronger!
God's power! Invincible power! Everything I want! A power that belongs to me and no one can take away!

Disciples can betray you, lovers can leave you; even the value of your works and theories depends on the affirmation or denial of others. Only the power you have is real and the most important!
(End of this chapter)