Don't Bully Scholars

The Shrek group felt their scalps tingling and eyes twitching.

Just after offending the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, as if things weren't bad enough, they found themselves entangled in yet another serious affair.

To make matters worse, this time, they had offended the entire Body Sect!

Seeing Yu Xiaogang being grabbed by the throat and Liu Erlong getting slapped, Tang San and the others were filled with anxiety.

After all, these two were the spiritual symbols of Shrek Academy. Slapping them was equivalent to slapping the face of Shrek Academy itself.

Fortunately, the Shrek group fully displayed their knack for bullying the weak but fearing the strong. Faced with the enraged Du Bafang, they dared not utter a single word.

After taking a slap, Liu Erlong covered her face, now "behaving."

Du Bafang sighed inwardly at the sight.

As expected, the words of the Sect Master are like divine law!

Either listen to reason, or get beaten up, and then continue listening after becoming more compliant.

That crazy woman—one beating, and she stopped being crazy right away!

Du Bafang's gaze shifted back to Yu Xiaogang.

He gripped Yu Xiaogang's throat with his right hand, while his left hand rose, delivering a series of slaps across Yu Xiaogang's face.

"Slap… slap…"

Thankfully, Du Bafang controlled his strength just enough to avoid killing Yu Xiaogang outright.

"Speak up! Did you steal our Sect Master's research results?"

Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

Now, they actually felt a bit sorry for Yu Xiaogang.

"Oh? Not going to answer?"

"In the Body Sect, we believe in winning people over with virtue!"

Everyone: "…"

"Uh, maybe you could just ease up a little…"

Flander suggested cautiously, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Seeing Liu Erlong being beaten hurt him. Seeing Yu Xiaogang being beaten… well…

For some reason, Flander couldn't help but wonder: if Yu Xiaogang were gone, would Liu Erlong end up with him?

Of course, this thought only flashed by briefly—they were best friends, after all. How could he think like that?

Hearing Flander's words, Du Bafang turned to look at him.

His indifferent gaze seemed to say, 'If you don't have a good reason, my "virtuous" approach will have another target.'

"He… Xiaogang is just a Soul Grandmaster. With your strength, he can't even speak!"

Flander pointed at Yu Xiaogang, speaking despite his fear.

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Bafang's expression shifted slightly, and he looked back at Yu Xiaogang.

Without thinking, he said, "A mere Soul Grandmaster dared to steal my Sect Master's research?"

Everyone: "…"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang felt an urge to just die on the spot. It was both a physical and mental blow!

Being unable to break through to Soul Elder had always been Yu Xiaogang's lifelong regret.

And now, this fact was openly revealed in front of thousands of people!

His theories had always been his source of pride, and now even that was being ripped apart.

No one knew him better than his "son." Tang San, practically Yu Xiaogang's spiritual son, felt his own heart ache as he saw his teacher in such a state.

"To humiliate my teacher like this—Body Sect, you are courting death!"

Although Tang San had considered silencing Yu Xiaogang himself many times, in the end, he hadn't acted on it.

The first time was when he became his disciple.

As they say, "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father."

The second time was during their first spirit hunt.

Just a few days after swearing "one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father," Tang San was now once again feeling an urge to silence Yu Xiaogang for good.

Du Bafang finally loosened his grip slightly, giving Yu Xiaogang a brief moment to breathe.

"Cough… cough…"

"You… you can't kill me! My… my father is…"

Before Yu Xiaogang could finish, Du Bafang raised his left hand again and slapped him from side to side.

Yu Xiaogang, already bruised and swollen, became even more unrecognizable.

"Dodging the question? That's another slap-worthy offense!"

Yu Xiaogang was numb, his head spinning.

"I… I only wanted the world to know these theories sooner. I forgot to include the honorific name of Martial God Douluo in my excitement…"

Yu Xiaogang wasn't stupid; outright admission would mean the end of him today. By invoking the greater good, he felt certain that Du Bafang wouldn't go so far as to kill him.

It wasn't that he feared death; it was just that he hadn't completed his "work" or proven himself yet.

He couldn't die just yet!

This statement made everyone pause. After all, as the saying goes, the words of a man near death are sincere.

Could it be that Yu Xiaogang truly did it for the sake of the people, for the commoner soul masters, and just happened to forget?

Some commoner soul masters found themselves wondering.

"But then, why did you put your own name on the theories from Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

A voice in the crowd raised this question, bringing Du Bafang and Yu Xiaogang back to reality. The two exchanged a look, and the scene grew a bit awkward.

They locked eyes, and it was clear that Du Bafang had found his target.

The audience suddenly realized it too.

Indeed, Yu Xiaogang had not only stolen the theories of the Martial God Douluo but also those from Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

It was clear his statement was just an excuse.

"Very well, Yu Xiaogang, is it?"

"Using grand ideals to bully us scholarly types, are you?"

Du Bafang's face was filled with anger, making Yu Xiaogang feel as if he'd fallen into an icy pit.

"Scholarly types?"

Hmm~

Did he hear himself just now?

The audience's eyes were bright, examining the members of the Body Sect. Glancing at Du Bafang, not a single one of them had a remotely average physique.

Every one of their arms was thicker than Yu Xiaogang's thighs!

And after claiming to win people over with reason, Du Bafang had proceeded to slap Yu Xiaogang dozens of times.

And they dared to call themselves "scholarly types"?

Alright, fine…

"I… I was wrong!"

Yu Xiaogang quickly admitted, fearing that if he didn't, he'd never get another chance.

"My father is Yu Yuanzhen, the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. You can't kill me!"

After admitting his mistake, Yu Xiaogang hastily threw out this card.

Slap!

A crisp sound echoed as Yu Xiaogang's head tilted, and two teeth flew from his mouth.

"???"

"You've got some nerve. Yu Yuanzhen, a man of unparalleled reputation, could never have a son your age who still hasn't broken through to Soul Elder."

Yu Yuanzhen: "…"

The crowd was about to be shocked, but Du Bafang slapped them back into reality.

That's right—Yu Yuanzhen was the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a Level 95 Titled Douluo!

How could he possibly have a son like Yu Xiaogang?

"Lord Du Bafang, I… I truly am Yu Yuanzhen's son! Otherwise, how could I have stolen knowledge from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

In his desperation, Yu Xiaogang was willing to say anything to survive.

"Huh?"

His reasoning was so convincing that no one could think of a counter-argument.

"Lord Du Bafang, Yu Xiaogang really is the son of Elder Yu Yuanzhen…"

Flander finally spoke up.

But after hearing this, Du Bafang's eyes narrowed slightly.

To be honest, he didn't care about Yu Yuanzhen at all!

After all, he shared a unique trait with Dugu Bo: both were experts in poison.

But unlike Dugu Bo, he wasn't afraid to take on any Titled Douluo in a one-on-one duel!

Given the time, he could wipe out the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Qin Ming: "Does no one care what happens to me?"