Chapter 216: The Hysterical Yu Xiaogang
Blue lightning dragons surrounded Yu Yuanzhen, his thunderous aura spreading destruction in all directions—an uncontrolled storm of wrath.
Tang Hao's hair stood on end under the blasts of lightning, his old wounds flaring violently.
Both sides were going for the kill.
Four Titled Douluo clashed with world-shaking fury, reducing vast stretches of forest into barren wasteland.
Ning Rongrong and the others had already fled far away, watching the battlefield in shaken silence.
Blinding flashes of blue, black, and gray energy overlapped with the crimson glow of spirit rings—all colliding in terrifying brilliance.
The sheer magnitude of the battle made their hearts tremble.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect—this was an irreversible break.
The balance of the entire continent would change after this day.
Meanwhile, Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, and Tang San had retreated farther from the battlefield, drawing close to Flender.
Flender was in grim condition—his arm hung limply, half his body slick with blood.
If not for his agility as the Cat-Eagle, dispersing impact midair, that strike from the Mad Dragon Douluo would have killed him instantly.
"Good thing I insisted Xiao San absorb the ring atop that tall tree," Flender muttered bitterly. "Otherwise we'd all be dead just now."
But his remark drew no reply.
The other three wore dark, heavy expressions.
The sight of Yu Yuanzhen and Tang Hao locked in lethal combat made their stomachs tighten.
A war between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect was now inevitable.
For Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong, that realization cut painfully deep.
Liu Erlong's eyes flickered with turmoil. She was not like Yu Xiaogang—her feelings toward Tang San were far weaker.
Now that the two clans had reached a point of no return, Tang San himself had become a threat.
For years, she had used the clan's resources to build the Blue Tyrant Academy. Deep down, she had already accepted her heritage.
Now the clan leader hunted Tang San, cementing the feud with the Clear Sky Sect—and yet she was here, protecting him.
It all felt absurd.
Had she gone mad?
Tang San had killed Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin—how could she believe that nonsense about him someday repaying the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
Everything was because of Yu Xiaogang.
Because he had accepted Tang San, she had tolerated it too.
A storm of conflict raged inside her mind. Two voices warred—one urging her to strike now, to kill Tang San and end the clan's future threat, consequences be damned.
The other pleaded for trust: believe in Yu Xiaogang, believe in Tang San, believe that one day he would return kindness for forgiveness.
Liu Erlong walked behind Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, Flender a few steps ahead.
Flender was severely wounded; if she acted now, no one could stop her.
The struggle inside grew fierce.
Unseen by them, beneath a dense bush nearby, a pair of crimson eyes gleamed—the Emerald Dragon Serpent, watching intently, awaiting its master's command.
Suddenly, its eyes flickered.
"This fight can't drag on. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo will be here soon. I need to intensify the chaos.
Bring Tang San to me."
Dugu Feng's voice resonated in the serpent's mind.
The snake's form blurred instantly.
"Phantom Dance!"
It activated its innate ability—an almost teleportation-like burst of speed that even spiritual perception could hardly track. It became flickering afterimages in the air.
A pulse of green light flashed—then another.
In the blink of an eye, the Emerald Dragon Serpent appeared beside Tang San.
In the next flash, its body expanded, and it swallowed Tang San whole.
"Erlong! Save Xiao San!"
Yu Xiaogang's cry tore from his throat as the world spun. One blink—Tang San was simply gone.
Flender ahead hadn't even noticed.
Only Liu Erlong had glimpsed a flicker of shadow—and she did nothing.
Even with her strength, it was true—she couldn't have caught up.
But she hadn't even attempted Martial Spirit Possession.
"It's too fast—I couldn't even see what it was," she said softly, her eyes glinting with quiet satisfaction.
The battle within her heart fell silent.
She no longer needed to act. Someone else had taken Tang San.
And whoever that mysterious figure was, she had no intention of saving him—nor could she have even tried.
"Erlong, Flender—quick, our Martial Spirit Fusion Technique!"
Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, eyes blazing with manic light.
"Luo Sanpao!"
A sharp cry left his lips as the chubby pink beast materialized. Golden light bloomed across Yu Xiaogang's body, growing ever brighter.
"Yu Xiaogang, calm down!" Liu Erlong roared. "Flender's body is in no condition for that technique—you'll kill him!"
But Yu Xiaogang would not listen. "Tang San's been taken—we have to save him now! If we delay, his external spirit bone will be stolen again!"
"Always Xiao San, Xiao San!" Liu Erlong snapped, fury in her voice. "Can't you see the truth?
The clan leader is fighting Tang Hao right now in a battle to the death!
Our Blue Lightning Clan and the Clear Sky Sect are enemies. You've lost your mind if you think I'll save that boy!"
Her words struck cold and firm—unmistakable.
Yu Xiaogang's head buzzed, his vision darkening.
At this critical moment, she refused to act.
Every second counted, and Xiao San could already be lost forever.
"No! Xiao San is my son! Erlong, I beg you—help me fuse our spirits, we must save him!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice rose to a hysterical scream.
Flender froze in disbelief. The legendary Golden Iron Triangle—divided at the worst possible time.
Tang San had regained his external spirit bone, only to be captured again.
Flender felt an eerie dread—history repeating itself.
And he knew instinctively: the one who had taken Tang San this time had to be the same as before.
Whoever lurked in the shadows had orchestrated everything.
Meanwhile, the schism between Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Clear Sky Sect seemed beyond repair.
Flender's chest tightened with foreboding.
What would become of Shrek Academy now?
"Yu Xiaogang, don't be a fool!" Liu Erlong's voice rang sharp. "After today, the two great sects will likely go to war.
Do you think you can stop that? Do you think Tang Hao and Tang Xiao will spare our clan?
I'm leaving the Blue Tyrant Academy to stand with my family!"
"No… no…" Yu Xiaogang's hands trembled violently as he lunged toward her, desperate to grab her arm and force her to cooperate.
"Pa!"
Her palm cracked across his face.
He collapsed to the ground, staring up blankly, eyes filled with disbelief.
"Erlong… you hit me. You actually hit me…"
His voice broke, teetering on madness.
(END CHAPTER)
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