Douluo: Shocked, I Became Bibi Dong

Then, at the trough of his life, Xiaogang met Tang San. After realizing that he was a twin martial spirit, he excitedly accepted Tang San as his disciple, and Tang San was a good disciple who respected his teacher and respected his principles. .

Tang San grew up step by step under Yu Xiaogang's training. His continuous rise also gave Yu Xiaogang the hope of turning over, and he ushered in his third wave of Indian Summer.

However, this wave of success caused Bibi Dong to be beaten even harder. Tang San was undoubtedly a hard-to-find genius, but in this era, too many geniuses had emerged. In the Soul Master Competition, Tang San won one after another. Even though he was defeated and even sacrificed the talents of his twin martial souls, he failed to achieve the final victory.

He even lost Flanders, the Golden Triangle became history directly, and Liu Erlong's love for him also completely disappeared.

The revolving door of life has completely ended, and Yu Xiaogang fell into despair!

Seeing the scenes he had experienced in his life flashing through his eyes, Yu Xiaogang was desperate, angry, and helpless.

Why, why, why does this world treat me like this!

"Yes, why, why is this world so cruel to you?" A naughty, teasing, and playful voice came out from the darkness.

"Who is it?" Yu Xiaogang looked around in the dark space.

I saw a burst of footsteps in the darkness. A man wearing a noble dress but a clown mask on his head, whose face could not be seen clearly, walked out of the darkness. He came to Xiaogang and said politely. He bowed and said: "It's me, you can call me the clown of hell, Shaqi!"

"Hell's clown?"

"Yes, I am a clown from hell who pleases the existence of the devil, but we are the same kind." The clown from hell said playfully.

"Nonsense, I'm not a clown!" Yu Xiaogang denied.

The clown walked away minding his own business. He looked at the master and said, "Have you noticed that your life and your destiny are just like a play? You are the clown on the stage, and the people in the audience , is enjoying your ugly performance, taking pleasure in your pain in changing your destiny, but being ruthlessly beaten!"

"How can such a thing happen in the world?"

"How can there be no such thing in the world?" The clown said, "You know, this world is far broader than you know. Have you ever heard of the existence of God?"

"god?"

Yu Xiaogang had indeed heard of the existence of gods. For example, the God of Seraphs was enshrined in Wuhun Palace, and the existence of Poseidon, a believer in sea soul masters. However, Yu Xiaogang scoffed at this. Everyone knew that the Pope had passed down the Seraphim from generation to generation. Talking about the existence of angel gods is just a way for the Pope of Wuhun Palace to put gold on his face!

"In the vast ocean, there is the presence of the sea god. The sky is the home of the god of angels. Nature is dominated by the god of the forest. There are gods in charge of order, gods in charge of creation and destruction, and gods in charge of the continent. These are all It exists!" said Hell Clown Shaqi.

After saying that, Sha Qi set up a layer of environment for Yu Xiaogang, allowing him to see the unknown side of the mainland!

Powerful gods control the order of heaven and earth. Their every move can destroy heaven and earth. They use heaven and earth as chessboards and all living beings as chess pieces!

They control life and death, can make the dead reincarnate, and can make the living die instantly!

Even the superior Extreme Douluo is like a slave in their eyes!

These completely shattered the grandmaster's values. Originally, the grandmaster only thought that the Titled Douluo represented everything, but the existence of gods showed one thing, the green mountain tower outside the mountain!

He was addicted to the powerful power displayed by the gods and could not recover for a long time. The hell clown Shaqi stood aside patiently, waiting for Xiaogang to come back to his senses.

Xiaogang slowly came back to his senses, looked at Sha Qi, and suddenly thought of something:

“Wait a minute, are you saying that everything I have ever experienced was arranged by God?”

The hell clown snorted and said: "How can we pry into the power of God? Master, I never said this. Of course, if you want to think so, that's fine!"

The words of the Hell Clown aggravated the suspicion in Xiaogang's heart, and he continued: "Let me ask, you are obviously the young master of the Shangsan Sect. You should have inherited a powerful martial spirit, the Golden Holy Dragon, but God has opened one for you. What a joke, your martial soul failed to mutate and reverse mutated into a pig!"

"Let me ask you, you were supposed to wander around the world with the Saint of Wuhun Palace and live a secluded life of love and affection, but she abandoned you ruthlessly!"

"You were at the wedding ceremony with your lover Liu Erlong, but your lover became your cousin!"

"Your valuable theoretical knowledge has been misunderstood by the world. It was clearly you who summarized it, but people think you plagiarized it!"

"You have accepted a genius apprentice. You should have used this to rise up and prove your theory to the world. However, in this era, as if it were a joke to you, a large number of talented disciples have emerged, including your beloved disciples. His talent was even abolished because of the Soul Master Competition."

"Don't you feel like fate is playing tricks on you again and again? Don't you feel like you are just like a puppet from heaven, and fate is playing tricks on you again and again?" said the Hell Clown.

After the hell clown's reminder, the master turned around and it seemed that it was indeed what he said!

God, why should I be so disrespectful to myself? Why, I obviously have a good background, my martial soul should have mutated into a golden holy dragon, but in the end I became a useless martial soul.

Why am I sincere to Bibidong, but in turn, she ruthlessly abandons me.

Why, I brought the most precious theoretical knowledge in the soul master world to the world, but they misunderstood me.

Why, I obviously have a disciple with extraordinary talents, but God allowed geniuses to emerge in this era, covering up Tang San's light!

Why would people like Hu Qinglian and Dao Scar appear in my life? They ruthlessly plunder me and ruin my reputation!

Why, why is all this happening?

Who did I offend and what did I do wrong?

Yu Xiaogang felt as if he was a puppet, his destiny being manipulated by others, and his life was like a clown on the stage, for people's entertainment!

Could it be said that it was the gods who controlled their own destiny?

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were red, and his heart was filled with all kinds of hatred

The hell clown approached Yu Xiaogang, and Yu Xiaogang could even see the funny clown expression on his face. When he spoke, his voice was full of confusion.

"Do you want to change your destiny? Do you want to completely prove yourself that you are no longer a waste!"