Chapter 131: Nobody is optimistic about you, and you yourself lack spirit

Yu Xiaogang was speechless.

He is now in a dilemma where anything he says is wrong; even if he wants to defend himself, he doesn't know where to start.

It can be said that Yu Xiaogang is both angry and anxious.

He doesn't know what happened to Liu Erlong; clearly many years have passed, her feelings for him haven't changed all these years, so how did she suddenly come to her senses?

There must have been something he doesn't know that caused Liu Erlong to change her mind and realize things aren't that simple.

After seeing Yu Xiaogang rendered speechless by Liu Erlong's retort, Flandre felt a secret joy and excitement well up inside.

Although the details differed somewhat from what he imagined, the outcome was the same.

It's obvious that in Liu Erlong's mind, Yu Xiaogang's image has completely collapsed; she no longer looks at him through rose-colored glasses as before.

Actually, over these years Flandre has never been able to let go of the fact that Liu Erlong fell for Yu Xiaogang.

He simply cannot fathom how, with a prodigy like himself beside her, she would fall for Yu Xiaogang, the infamous waste of the world.

In the end Flandre could only blame Yu Xiaogang's outstanding talent for toying with women's hearts, something he could never match.

But Flandre never thought of giving up on Liu Erlong; he merely buried his pursuit deep down, waiting for her to see Yu Xiaogang's true colors before stepping in to replace him.

Perseverance pays off; he has finally waited for this day to arrive.

But Flandre also knows Yu Xiaogang is good at lying; he might find an excuse to keep deceiving Liu Erlong.

To deny him that chance, Flandre's eyes shifted, and he looked at Yu Xiaogang and spoke in a low voice.

"Xiaogang, could it be that you've been deceiving Erlong all along?"

"Just because you wanted to find a way to make Luo Sanpao transform, you used Erlong as a tool—how could you do that?"

Faced with Flandre's accusation, Yu Xiaogang nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He pointed trembling at Flandre before him, really wanting to curse loudly.

While he was still thinking how to explain, Flandre's one sentence slapped the label of scum on him, leaving no room for defense.

Yu Xiaogang can understand Flandre's desire to pursue Liu Erlong and replace him in her heart, but does he really need to go to such extremes?

Isn't this just stepping on himself to death?

Just as Yu Xiaogang was about to say something, he suddenly heard Ma Hongjun whisper behind him.

"It seems I've always underestimated the Grandmaster."

"Using others as tools, trying to find a way to mutate martial souls—although it ultimately failed, you still played them for fools."

"If I had the Grandmaster's methods, where would I still need to go to the brothels?"

Ma Hongjun wasn't mocking Yu Xiaogang; he genuinely felt the guy was awesome, even feeling an urge to become his disciple.

In Ma Hongjun's view, if he could learn two moves from Yu Xiaogang, he'd never again worry about having nowhere to vent his lustful fire.

After all, Yu Xiaogang, infamous as a waste of the world, nevertheless managed to make the strong Liu Erlong fall deeply in love, never forgetting over the years, always living under his schemes and calculations.

In the art of toying with women's hearts, Yu Xiaogang is absolutely one of the top experts on the Douluo Continent.

It's not just Ma Hongjun who had this thought; Dai Mubai and Oscar likewise wanted to learn a few moves from Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang's looks are certainly not handsome; at best he's slightly below average, while Liu Erlong is a gorgeous, charming mature woman—together they simply don't match.

Moreover, Liu Erlong's strength is far beyond what Yu Xiaogang can match; even if the Golden Holy Dragon blood in Luo Sanpao's body hadn't been drained, he still wouldn't qualify to make her heart flutter.

If they both possessed Yu Xiaogang's methods, they could easily win Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

Even Tang San deep down secretly entertained such a thought.

It turns out his teacher's true forte isn't martial souls; only in matters of love between men and women does he truly deserve the title of Grandmaster.

Actually, after Liu Erlong exposed Yu Xiaogang's true face just now, Tang San couldn't help but want to break with him and cease being his disciple.

But now Tang San suddenly feels having such a teacher isn't bad; he just never realized the teacher's true purpose before.

"You... you"

Yu Xiaogang felt the mocking gazes of everyone, as if the whole world had betrayed him; nobody was optimistic about him, and to make matters worse, he himself lacked spirit.

Yu Xiaogang knew the situation was lost; no matter what he said, he couldn't salvage his image.

Out of rage and heartache, plus the pent-up gloom in his chest these days, his blood surged and he spat a big mouthful of fresh blood.

"Pfft"

Flandre, unable to dodge, got sprayed in the face, while Yu Xiaogang simply shut his eyes and collapsed with a thud—whether he truly fainted or was pretending is unknown.

"Xiaogang, how are you?"

Flandre's heart jolted; he didn't even have time to wipe the blood from his face, rushing to check Yu Xiaogang's condition right away.

However, feeling Yu Xiaogang's steady breath and seeing nothing serious, he just didn't know how to face everyone, so he pretended to faint to escape.

After realizing this, Flandre let out a slight sigh of relief.

Although he very much wanted to replace Yu Xiaogang and win Liu Erlong, the goddess, he absolutely did not want his best friend to come to harm.

Now it's just right; everything is perfect.

It lets Liu Erlong completely abandon Yu Xiaogang, and since Yu Xiaogang's body hasn't suffered from this, he can now go all out.

Flandre stood up, looked apologetically at Liu Erlong, and said.

"Really sorry, Erlong; I never imagined Xiaogang thought like this, causing you so much pain."

"But I also hope you can understand Xiaogang; you know how much grievance that martial soul of Luo Sanpao has caused him."

"That's why he resorted to this, trying to find a way from you to make Luo Sanpao transform."

The feigned-fainting Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, seething with resentment.

Having a friend like Flandre is his fortune; it directly sealed the matter, letting him utterly fall into the role of scum.

However, what Liu Erlong said next made Yu Xiaogang feel immensely satisfied.

"Yu Xiaogang is indeed no good, but you also make me feel disgusted."

(End of chapter)