Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 7 You can laugh at my brother, but you can’t laugh at me!

This was the first time that the disciples saw Yu Xiaolie's martial soul at such a close distance.

They found that it was more of a cross between a pig and a dog than a pig.

It has a round body, four short legs and long ears.

Such a cute image is hard to associate with combat. It is more like a pet raised by the royal family and the ladies of noble families to entertain themselves.

In the tense atmosphere, the appearance of such a cute creature makes it hard not to laugh.

"Hahahahaha, Second Young Master, your martial spirit is really powerful. I'm really afraid that if it gets angry, it will seriously injure us."

Yu Xiaolie waited calmly for them to finish laughing, then said calmly:

"You won't know if you're strong until you fight. How about we make a bet?"

In fact, private fighting is prohibited within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan.

However, in order to stimulate the competitive spirit of the disciples, several types of battles are acceptable.

They are respectively for sparring, gambling and life-and-death fights.

Generally speaking, sparring is the most common type. Both sides stop at a certain point, and the main purpose is to verify each other's level of martial arts.

This is common in training courses, such as the previous competition between Yu Xiaolie and his second grandfather.

Gambling fights are held to settle grievances between disciples. Usually, the outcome of the fight is determined by various prizes offered by both sides.

Winner takes all.

If the grievances between the two parties are difficult to resolve, they can also use a life and death statement to resolve it after reporting to the sect.

Usually, a fight of this level requires supervision by a senior at the elder level. Even if casualties occur during the process, the loser is not allowed to retaliate afterwards.

The bet that Yu Xiaolie mentioned actually means a fight.

Seeing that they were sure to win the bet, there was naturally no reason for the pockmarked men to refuse.

"What are you gambling?"

"If I lose, all my training resources for the next year, including beast meat, tonics, and so on, will be yours."

This sentence made the pockmarked-faced men swallow their saliva repeatedly.

That's an astronomical amount! As an outer disciple, I probably won't be able to obtain so many resources from the sect in my entire life.

If you have these resources, it is only a matter of time before you break through to the Great Soul Master, or even the higher Soul Master.

Seeing their eyes becoming heated, Yu Xiaolie continued:
"If you lose, I don't want your things..."

"From now on, you must respect me as your master and serve me like a slave."

This request made several outer disciples look at each other in bewilderment. On one side were countless resources for cultivation, and on the other side was a "body contract." Even the leader, the pockmarked man, couldn't help but hesitate.

One of the disciples, clearly blinded by greed, spoke impatiently, "Brother, let's make a bet with him! Aren't the days of us toiling away collecting herbs and hunting all for our future prospects?"

The rest of the disciples also agreed, which made the pockmarked man make up his mind.

The other party is a loser who doesn’t even have a soul ring, so let’s gamble!
The bet was established and the fight was about to begin.

Yu Xiaolie looked at the positions of the people opposite him and knew that they looked down on him.

From a practical point of view, when numbers are advantageous, the best strategy is to surround the smaller group with more people.

It would be really troublesome if they attacked from the front and back at the same time.

But perhaps it was because Yu Xiaogang was defeated too quickly, giving them the illusion that "the older brother is weak and the younger brother is even weaker."

The soul powers of the four opponents are all around level twelve or thirteen, and the beast souls of three of them are the more common gray wolves.

The only tricky one is the leading brown bear beast soul. This kind of martial soul is born with supernatural power and has excellent defensive capabilities.

He decided to defeat them one by one.

While the other party was still unstable, Yu Xiaolie made the first move! His target was the outer disciple on the far left.

Before the man could react, a fist with the sound of wind was already heading straight for his jaw.

Logically speaking, with the blessing of the Gray Wolf Beast Soul, he would be able to dodge it with just his speed.

But just as he was about to dodge the punch by leaning sideways, he was suddenly hit in the back. The force made him lose his balance, and he had to duck instead of leaning sideways.

It was obviously too late to change his body shape temporarily, and the punch originally aimed at the jaw hit right between the eyebrows!

"Oh!"

Years of training in martial arts have made the power of this punch more than a hundred pounds!
If Yu Xiaolie hadn't used his full strength, he would have been able to knock the disciple unconscious with just one punch.

Although he didn't faint, he fell to the ground and inevitably his eyes turned black and his ears kept ringing.

The other disciple who was closest to him had just blinked an eye when one of his own men was knocked down, which made him step back unconsciously.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of moving, his left ankle hurt and his trouser leg seemed to be nailed to the ground.

Damn it!
The huge force from his chest knocked him away. After landing, he felt severe pain in his chest. He was afraid that his ribs were either broken or cracked.

Destroy two opponents in an instant!

"It's that pig! It was the one that attacked us from behind just now, causing our men to get hit."

After two people fell in succession, the remaining outer disciple finally figured out the trick.

The pockmarked face's expression became solemn. He had never heard of such a beast soul that could move freely outside the body and cooperate with soul masters.

"Be careful, there's something strange about his beast soul."

Why did he need to remind them? The remaining person was already eager to turn around and run away.

But it was obviously too late. He was always on guard against sneak attacks from behind, and was gradually forced into decline by Yu Xiaolie's fighting skills.

The pockmarked man was extremely anxious. His side, which had clearly had an overall advantage, was reduced to half its strength in just a few moves by the opponent. The opponent was really too cunning.

He mobilized his soul power to grab Yu Xiaolie, but the boy was like a slippery loach, and he could never keep up with his speed.

The remaining disciple not only had to face Yu Xiaolie's violent fists and kicks, but Luo Sanpao behind him also took advantage of every opportunity to bite him with his mouth and push him with his butt, using his three lower moves every time.

He said he had never seen such a sinister martial spirit!
With the last helper knocked down, Pockmarked Face was left to fight alone.

He cursed in his heart, "A bunch of trash," and began to take Yu Xiaolie, his opponent, seriously.

Whether it is combat experience or coordination with soul beasts, it is obvious that Yu Xiaogang cannot compare to him.

Of course, although he was cautious, he didn't think he would lose this battle.

With a soul power of less than level one and no soul ring to help, even if I stand here and let him hit me, I'm afraid he won't be able to break my defense.

As soon as the two men fought, the pockmarked man breathed a sigh of relief. It was just as he expected.

Yu Xiaolie's punches and kicks landed on his body. He couldn't say he felt nothing, but he was able to hold on.

Even if you take a few hits, as long as you can grab the opponent's body and use the "bear hug" skill, you can quickly determine the winner.

Just at this moment, Yu Xiaolie was unable to dodge and revealed his flaw. The pockmarked face took this opportunity and grabbed his shoulder.

The captured Yu Xiaolie was obviously panicking. He tried his best to struggle backwards, but how could he break free from the brown bear martial spirit that had such great power?
The pockmarked man was secretly proud, and suddenly used his soul power to pull Yu Xiaolie to his chest.

The next moment, he will use his special skill "bear hug"!
He seemed to see Yu Xiaolie, being strangled by his arms and forced into surrender.

But to his surprise, just as he exerted his maximum strength, Yu Xiaolie suddenly withdrew all his strength.

He tried his best but failed, and the pockmarked man couldn't help but retreat again and again.

Just when his balance was unstable, he suddenly tripped over something fleshy.

thump--

The perfect resistance made it impossible for the pockmarked man to maintain his balance, and he fell on his back.

He immediately raised his arms to protect his head and face, ready to meet Yu Xiaolie's fist.

But the expected punches and kicks did not come. He looked around through the gap between his arms, but Yu Xiaolie had disappeared.

Soon, the pockmarked man felt a shadow covering him. It turned out that Yu Xiaolie had already taken off into the air!

Want to use your weight to give me a blow from the sky?
How naive! How heavy can a child of a few years old be?

But when he saw Yu Xiaolie holding the fat pig in his arms, his pockmarked face finally revealed a look of despair...

(End of this chapter)