Chapter 372： Humiliation! (1/2)

As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, the scene became a sensation, and the academy onlookers talked a lot.

”Yu Xiaogang was with us when he set out. I said how he came to Wuhun City half a month earlier. It turned out to be for this reason.”

”Hahaha... Isn't this too funny? I think my disciple is a genius, so I beg others to let my disciple go. Is his brain sick?”

”Hahaha... It's so right, are there still few geniuses in the Wuhun Hall? People will be jealous of a small soul sect? In my opinion, Yu Xiaogang has delusions of murder.”

”Yes, yes, yes, you said he did not do well, he had to come to Wuhun City in advance, but he didn't say that he suffered, and now he is still afflicting the students of Shrek Academy. He has failed enough to behave like this. ”

”Keep your voice down. Didn't you see that his entire face is already flushed? Be careful to vomit blood.”

”Hahaha... it's okay, he was so ashamed that he was almost ashamed.”

”……”

Listening to the cynicism around him, the master snorted, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

”Xiao Gang, what's the matter with you?” Liu Erlong asked anxiously.

Master 　　 looked miserable and said, ”I'm fine.”

Although he said that this was a test for Tang San, if he had a choice, how could he be willing to let Tang San bear such humiliation?

Hearing the harsh words around him, his heart ached unbearably.

In the center of the square, Tang San was running Xuan Tian Gong with all his strength, and the soul power in his body was flowing at an unprecedented speed under the powerful pressure.

It's a pity that he broke through once under the pressure of Chrysanthemum Douluo a few days ago, and it is impossible to break through again in such a short period of time.

Actually, his physique is not much different from Dai Mubai's. He can persist longer than Dai Mubai because of the merits of Xuantian Gong.

Xuan Tian Gong has the effect of body protection, which is much stronger than pure soul power body protection.

But even so, under this huge pressure, he almost couldn't hold on anymore.

His body was trembling constantly, and big beads of sweat kept dripping, forming a small pool of water stains on the ground.

Even so, his back is still straight, his knees are not bent in any way, his eyes are straight ahead and Bibi Dong is staring at him.

He asked neither humble nor arrogantly: ”Under the crown of the Pope, no power on the Douluo Continent has an explicit stipulation that the soul master must kneel to the Pope, right?”

As soon as he finished speaking, many people were surprised.

This Tang San not only didn't kneel, but what he said was also a little provocative.

Bibi Dong's gaze collided with Tang San's. At this moment, Tang San's mental power trembled, and a huge mental power seemed to separate his soul.

His body shook violently, and he had to immediately activate the purple magic pupil to resist Bibi Dong's mental pressure.

Two purple-golden rays of light ejected from Tang San's eyes, which was more than a foot long, extraordinary.

”Bold! How dare you be disrespectful to the Pope!” Ju Douluo shouted, her momentum suddenly increased, and she pressed Tang San down like a huge mountain collapsed.

Tang San closed his eyes, his face suddenly turned pale.

His legs trembled violently, and gradually became curved.

”No! I must not kneel. In this world, no one except my father and teacher can make me kneel!”

Tang San roared fiercely in his heart, the arrogance in his heart forbids him to bow to others, let alone kneel to the enemy.

This is impossible!

However, the truth is so cruel. Under the rapidly increasing pressure, a trace of despair sprouted in Tang San's heart. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

Time is not short, Ju Douluo shouted: ”Offend the Pope, don't you kneel down?”

With the fall of his voice, Tang San's eyes suddenly protruded, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from the sky with a chuckle, and his knees fell heavily on the ground.

His hands are supporting the ground, and his eyes are blood red.

”No!” He roared fiercely in his heart, and a strong sense of humiliation filled his heart.

He actually kneeled to someone else, and it was his enemy Bibi Dong who was kneeling.

It is difficult for him to accept this.

”Xiao Gang.” Liu Erlong's eyes flickered with tears, his hands tightly grasped the master's arm, and he shouted distressedly.

Master sighed heavily and said: ”Little San's character is still too rigid. I hope he can turn his grief and anger into strength and become stronger.”

”Yes, he will definitely.” Liu Erlong nodded and said.