Douluo: Bibi Dong abused her, Gu Yuena raised her

Chapter 82: Tang San's Backstab
"Tang San, if you call me Gangzi again, I will never let you go."

"What do you mean my theory was copied? This is slander, pure slander!"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that his face turned blue. He stared at Tang San with wide eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

When the teachers and students of Huangdou Academy heard that Yu Xiaogang's theory was actually plagiarized, they were so shocked that they were speechless.

If it were anyone else, they might not believe it.

But these words were said by Yu Xiaogang's apprentice Tang San himself, so the credibility of them is extremely high.

"Damn it! That's what I was thinking. How could a level 29 loser have so many profound theories? Turns out they were all copied!"

"Bullshit, that's common sense for everyone. My family has similar research on martial spirits, and it's a hundred times more detailed than his!"

"That's right, that's right. If he wasn't an elder of the Spirit Hall, he would have been exposed long ago."

"Hahaha, he calls himself a master of theory, but turns out to be a plagiarizing liar!"

There were waves of ridicule and mockery from the crowd.

Yu Xiaogang's face became even uglier, as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows.

What he cared about most was his reputation, and now it was torn apart by his own apprentice. The pain was far greater than the physical trauma.

"Tang San, you beast, I treated you well, but you dared to betray me. I, Yu Xiaogang, will sever all ties with you today!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like an enraged lion.

Then he looked at the mocking crowd and shouted:

"Shut up! My theory has been authoritatively certified by the Spirit Hall's Pope Bibi Dong. It is unique!"

"You ignorant people don't understand the value of my theory at all!"

However, everyone's expressions did not subside because of his roar, but became even more disdainful.

"Authoritative certification from the Pope? Humph, who doesn't know that you are the Pope's mistress? How dare you say that you didn't get it by some illegitimate means!"

"Bah! What a theoretical master! I think he is just a liar and a clown."

"I think we should ask the Spirit Hall to revoke all his titles and honors, so that he won't continue to harm people here!"

Ning Rongrong was also muttering quietly:

"Really? It turns out that the master is this kind of person. I used to respect him so much."

Dai Mubai also said, "Yes! Dean Flanders is really a fool. He let this thing teach us. No wonder we haven't made much progress."

His brows were furrowed and he stared at Yu Xiaogang coldly, his heart filled with anger.

He felt that all his efforts over the past few months had come to naught at this moment.

The reason why he was not as good as Qianyu was because he was delayed by the fake master Yu Xiaogang.

Thinking of this, he became even more furious and wanted to go up and punch him twice right now.

Flanders' eyes were also full of disappointment.

He didn't expect Xiaogang to be such a person. He even wanted him to reconcile with Erlong, but now it seems that he is simply pushing Erlong into the fire pit.

His clenched fists trembled slightly and he felt mixed emotions.

Yu Xiaogang felt a black screen before his eyes and he almost fainted.

The faces of these people in front of him seemed to become extremely ferocious, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

He held on to his shaky body, his voice trembling but firm:
"You...you are a bunch of ignorant ants! You don't understand my theory at all! I, Yu Xiaogang, have devoted my entire life to studying the way of martial spirits. How can I allow you to insult me like this!"

However, the crowd's ridicule and sarcasm surged like a tide, drowning out his words. Seeing that he still dared to be so arrogant, Qianyu stepped on his right wrist and broke it.

Yu Xiaogang screamed and rolled on the ground in pain. His face was as pale as paper and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping from his forehead.

The sound of the bone breaking in his right wrist was clearly audible, but even so he did not forget to swear:
"Qianyu, you... you actually dared to break my wrist! Just wait, I will let Dong'er cut you into pieces!"

Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

"You two, master and disciple, one is a hypocritical and selfish mentor, the other is an ungrateful disciple, what a perfect match."

Qianyu sneered with disdain on his face.

Hearing this, Tang San's face was filled with humiliation, but he didn't dare to refute a word.

I had no choice but to bury my face in the ground, my tears mixed with the dirt, and the resentment in my heart grew like weeds.

Qianyu, just wait for me. I, Tang San, will repay you a hundredfold for today’s humiliation!
When I become powerful, you will be ruined!
"Hey! Flanders, Zhao Wuji, what are you doing? Come and save me! I'm almost killed by this little beast."

Yu Xiaogang rolled and crawled towards Flanders and Zhao Wuji, his face full of fear.

Flanders' eyes were a little complicated. Although he was disappointed with Yu Xiaogang's actions, their many years of friendship prevented him from standing idly by.

Qianyu curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, and walked towards Yu Xiaogang leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing this, the people around hurriedly made way for fear of offending this evil star.

"You...don't come here!"

"I am an elder of the Spirit Hall and a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family."

"If you kill me, neither the Spirit Hall nor the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family will let you go."

Yu Xiaogang was so frightened that even his voice was shaking.

He tried desperately to move backwards, and his pants, which he had just changed, were soaked in a large area. The fishy smell filled the air, making him feel sick.

Qianyu looked at him coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man.

A faint purple lightning emerged from the palm of his hand.

The terrifying aura of destruction made everyone feel a strong sense of oppression.

“Stop! Qianyu, do you really want to become the enemy of our Shrek Academy?”

Flanders finally couldn't help it and shouted loudly.

He stretched out his body, and countless feathers turned into sharp blades, shooting towards Qianyu.

Qianyu's mental detection had already captured Flanders' attack trajectory. He slightly tilted his body and easily avoided all attacks.

At this time, the Thunder Spear in his hand finally took shape.

Without any hesitation, he threw it directly towards Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji didn't even have time to think about it.

He hurriedly stood in front of Yu Xiaogang and clapped his huge palms, trying to catch the thrown object containing terrifying lightning.

There was a loud "bang" and Zhao Wuji was forced to retreat again and again, with his feet plowing two deep grooves on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of dozens of meters and slammed into the Education Committee building, smashing the solid stone wall into pieces.

Amid the smoke and dust, Zhao Wuji's inhuman figure could be vaguely seen, embedded in the rubble, his life or death uncertain.

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