Douluo: Reincarnation of Leosli, punishing the evildoers

Yu Xiaogang, who was leisurely sipping tea at the side, turned around and saw Bibi Dong walking in.

Bibi Dong noticed his gaze and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

Her brows unconsciously furrowed, thinking that for the sake of Tang San and her own reputation, she was willing to throw away her dignity.

Seeing Bibi Dong's expression change, Yu Xiaogang immediately came back to his senses and lowered his head slightly as if reflexively, as if to hide his uneasiness.

"Still as cowardly as ever." Bibi Dong sneered, slowly walked to the main seat and sat down, her eyes lightly scanning him, her voice as cold as a gust of wind: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Bibi Dong" Yu Xiaogang's tone was slightly softer. After all, he was here to ask for help.

For Tang San, he even took out his emotional chips.

Bibi Dong's eyes immediately turned as cold as ice, her brows furrowed, and she interrupted without mercy, "Watch your words!"

"Yes, Your Holiness." Yu Xiaogang's heart suddenly tightened, a trace of pain flashing in his eyes. He slowly reached out to pick up the fragrant tea, lowered his head, and fell into silence. His whole body seemed to be weighed down by the weight of the past, his expression vicissitudes, as if he would be swallowed by the tide of thoughts at any moment.

This made Bibi Dong feel sick. She thought to herself, "He's asking for favors, yet he's being so pretentious and ignoring the real business. Is he playing hard to get? He's treating me like the naive little girl I was back then?" Her gaze grew even colder, her brow furrowed, and she was filled with resentment.

"My time is limited." There was dissatisfaction in her tone, like a storm gradually rising in the wind.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang suppressed the turmoil in his heart, his eyes returned to their usual indifference, and his tone was calm: "Your Holiness, I am here to ask for a favor."

Are you asking for help?

Bibi Dong glanced at him sideways, her eyebrows raised, a playful smile on her lips: "Oh? Begging for help? This is not your style. It seems that time can really change a person. So, tell me quickly, what do you want to ask of me?"

Yu Xiaogang sighed softly, setting down his cup of tea, seemingly unwilling to explain further. If it were his own problem, he would never come to Bibi Dong to plead. But for his disciple, Tang San, with whom he had become like a father, he was willing to lower himself and give up some of his pride.

“Your Holiness, I want to know how you overcame the difficulty of your twin martial spirits.” His tone was still flat, as if he was narrating a trivial matter.

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered slightly, and she thought to herself, but responded calmly: "Given your situation, it seems that you don't need to know this, right?"

I have to say that Ning Fengzhi made up so many rumors, but this one is the only one that is true.

Yu Xiaogang's tone remained the same, as if nothing had changed. "I was lucky enough to accept a disciple many years ago. That child's talent is as extraordinary as yours, and he also possesses twin martial spirits. I hope to train him into a powerful warrior."

"Why should I help you?" Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as ice, and her eyes were filled with a hint of vigilance. "Do I have to help you train an unparalleled strongman to oppose me?"

"Of course not!" The master's expression immediately became serious, his brows slightly furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "If you are willing to tell me the secret, I can assure you that I, as a disciple, will never oppose the Spirit Hall in my life."

"So, if I don't agree, you can't guarantee that he won't oppose me, right?" Bibi Dong asked back, a sneer on her lips. "Also, what can you guarantee? With your strength as a Great Spirit Master who is less than level 30, can you stop him?" "Oh, I almost forgot, your uncle crippled you. Are you level 10 now?"

Bibi Dong's tone became more and more sarcastic. She had always wanted to make this cowardly guy suffer for his whole life. Wouldn't it be better to humiliate him now?

Hearing the words "less than level 30 Great Soul Master" and "level 10", Yu Xiaogang's face turned pale instantly, pain appeared in his eyes, and his right hand clenched tightly, and his body trembled.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong sneered inwardly.

She knew that the word "trash" had caused great harm to this cowardly guy.

Although more than 20 years have passed, I have never forgotten it.

Yu Xiaogang's face suddenly hardened, as if someone had pressed down on his chest. But at this moment, Bibi Dong said lightly, "Tang San, a direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, possesses twin spirits. He has already reached the Soul Sect stage at such a young age, possesses a ten-thousand-year-old fourth spirit ring and an external spirit bone, and has close ties to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Such a genius is bound to become an enemy of the Spirit Hall. How do you think I should deal with him?"

"Bibi Dong, what do you mean by this?" Yu Xiaogang stood up from his seat suddenly as if he was roasted by fire, his face distorted, his eyes bloodshot, and he walked towards Bibi Dong aggressively, trying to grab her shoulders.

At this moment, a cold voice came from Bibi Dong's mouth.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, the powerful soul power in Bibi Dong's body burst out instantly, and Yu Xiaogang, who was about to approach her, was immediately shocked away, took several steps back, and finally fell on the chair behind with a "bang".

Although he was in a state of disarray, he quickly straightened up. His crimson eyes were like burning flames as he stared intently at Bibi Dong. His voice was as deep as thunder: "Bibi Dong, listen carefully! If anything happens to Tang San, I will show no mercy. The Spirit Hall will pay a heavy price! I have been childless all my life. Tang San is my son. I swear to protect him with my life!"

"Just you?" Bibi Dong glanced at him with disdain, tapping her fingers lightly on the table, her tone remaining calm. "There are only three Pope's Tokens issued by Spirit Hall, each held by one of the three Titled Douluo from the three upper sects. One is in the hands of Sword Douluo, and one is in the hands of your father, Yu Yuanzhen. You've long severed ties with the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. How could Yu Yuanzhen possibly give you that token?"

Maybe that old dragon Yu Yuanzhen might, after all, he is his biological son.

but
is it possible?
Yu Yuanzhen wanted to lock Yu Xiaogang up at home. How could he possibly give him anything?

"You're relying on a wanted criminal from the Spirit Hall, and you even dare to threaten to destroy my Spirit Hall!" Bibi Dong's tone suddenly turned cold, like a winter wind. Her eyes were filled with murderous intent. "These two crimes are enough for me to execute you immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned pale, and he felt panicky, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. "Bibi Dong actually wanted to kill me? Why would she be so cruel to me?"

His heart was in turmoil, and his terrified eyes were fixed on Bibi Dong, as if he saw the shadow of death.

If I really die, then proving myself and becoming famous will all be empty talk. (End of this chapter)