Chapter 176: Defeating Shrek
"It's a complete mess! They were so scared by the opponent's Soul Ring configuration that they lost their minds!"
"Xiao Gang, don't be angry yet. The kids haven't seen this kind of situation before, so it's understandable. I'll talk to them properly after we finish here."
Liu Erlong comforted him while patting his back, helping him calm down.
On the arena, Tang San poked his head out from behind his turtle shell and found Zhu Zhuqing glaring coldly at him.
The God King felt a bitter pang in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to use other soul skills, but those skills were simply not suitable for such a situation.
The fourth soul skill of Blue Silver Grass was inheriting the chameleon's color-changing ability, and he couldn't think of any real combat applications for it.
He couldn't just pull out the Haotian Hammer and fight fire with fire, especially with the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall sitting in the audience!
"Do you want to get off by yourself, or should I send you down?"
Just as Tang San was lost in thought, Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice rang in his ear.
Tang San was momentarily stunned, and then endless anger welled up in his heart. He couldn't accept how the other side completely disregarded him with such a casual remark.
"Do you think you've got me cornered?"
The God King's face twisted with rage, and in his mind, he had already sentenced the woman with the cat's eyes to death. Blue Silver Grass quietly emerged in his hand.
"Second Soul Skill: Parasitism! First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Bind!"
Countless strands of Blue Silver Grass shot toward Zhu Zhuqing, but the little cat wasn't going to let him have it his way. Her figure once again vanished like a ghost, and in the next second, she appeared behind Tang San.
"Third Soul Skill: Netherworld Slash."
Tang San's heart nearly stopped. With Ning Rongrong's support, the opponent's speed was so fast that even his Purple Extreme Demon Eyes could only catch a glimpse of a shadow.
He hurriedly raised several turtle shields behind him.
Though the Netherworld Slash shredded the Blue Silver Grass into pieces, it gave Tang San a chance to react. He used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge the attack and quickly flashed to the other end of the arena.
But the little cat wasn't going to give him a breather. She appeared in front of him again and swung her Netherworld Slash at him.
This time, to quickly deal with the turtle shield, Zhu Zhuqing even used her external soul bone.
As expected, the Blue Silver Turtle Shield was quickly broken, and Zhu Zhuqing extended her claws toward Tang San.
Tang San exerted all his strength, barely dodging her claws by using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. The claws, which just missed him, caused cold sweat to trickle down his body.
Seeing that the attack had missed, Zhu Zhuqing was about to strike again. Tang San felt bitter inside. The tournament rules forbade the use of external forces, and if he used his hidden weapons, he would be disqualified, but he had no better solution.
After thinking it over for a while, he finally made up his mind. Losing some face was nothing compared to winning.
With his mind made up, Tang San barely dodged Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws again.
In her puzzled gaze, he turned and faced her with his back.
"Soul Bone Skill: Piggy Universe Fart!"
A huge sound echoed throughout the arena, showing just how terrifying the fart Tang San had been holding in for two years was.
On the arena, Tang San sighed in relief as he felt his body ease up. The pain that had been bothering him for two years quietly disappeared.
Tang San was puzzled. Didn't the teacher say that the pain in my body came from the conflict in cultivating the twin martial souls?
Just as Tang San silently thought about where things had gone wrong, a greenish-brown mist began to spread throughout the arena.
The color of the mist perfectly matched the Shrek Academy uniforms.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were both terrified as they watched the toxic gas approach and quickly covered their mouths and noses.
"Quick, hold your breath! It's going to smell awful!"
Little Rabbit also kindly reminded Ye Yin Zhu and the others, worried they might be poisoned.
Long Nian Bing nodded slightly and silently summoned his Ao Tian Blade.
"Wind's Whisper: Rotating Fan."
Several Ao Tian Blades connected at the handles to form a three-blade fan that began to spin wildly.
The whirlwind created blew the incoming toxic gas far away. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong immediately brightened up.
"Nian Bing, you're amazing! I—!"
Rongrong hadn't finished speaking when she was knocked over by the lingering smell in the air. Little Rabbit, seeing this, quickly returned her hand to cover her nose.
Although the toxic gas was no longer deadly, the smell still made people dizzy.
Slowly, the toxic gas spread not only through the arena but also to the audience stands.
The audience, who had been cheering for the little cat, suddenly felt like they were facing the end of the world. Wherever the foul odor went, people collapsed like fallen wheat.
"I see... I see my great-grandmother!"
"Someone, save me!"
"I thought my farts were the worst, but whose soldiers are these?"
"Referee, disqualify them! This is malicious release of toxic gas."
"..."
Except for the unlucky ones who had fainted, the audience farther away started protesting loudly.
Up on the platform, Qian Renxue's eyes were filled with amusement. She glanced at the man next to her as if to say, "Look at the good thing you've done."
Ning Bei, catching this gaze, shrugged innocently. He had no idea what soul skill that was, but now he understood.
On the arena, Ning Rongrong, who had just managed to catch her breath, was choking and had tears in her eyes. She glared fiercely at Tang San in the center.
"Once again, this is the second time I've had to smell this disgusting smell. Next time, I swear I'll shut him up!"
Her vicious words made Ah Du and the others suddenly tense up, wiping the sweat from their foreheads.
At this point, Xiao Wu remembered her friend was still in the center of the arena and anxiously asked, "What about Zhuqing?"
"Ah! It's over! Zhuqing!"
Ning Rongrong, realizing this, also looked anxiously at the center of the arena, fearing her friend would either die or get severely injured.
But there was no sign of Zhu Zhuqing in the arena. Tang San no longer cared about the insults occasionally reaching his ears and searched around with his Purple Extreme Demon Eyes.
"Damn it, where did she go?"
Just as he tensed up, Zhu Zhuqing's figure emerged from his shadow. A Netherworld Slash struck toward his back.
The breath behind him made Tang San's soul nearly leave his body, but it was too close for him to mount an effective defense.
He was struck and sent flying off the arena, losing consciousness.
It turned out that Zhu Zhuqing, having seen this move before, completely understood its power. Before the toxic green mist could approach, she used her fifth soul skill, Shadow Kill, and hid in Tang San's shadow to avoid the poison.
The host, who had been covering his nose and vomiting for several minutes, saw that there were no more Shrek Academy members on the arena and quickly announced the results.
"Let's congratulate the Tiandou Royal Academy's second team on their victory in the Soul Battle."
Cheers erupted throughout the stadium.
"Royal, Royal, Royal!"
"Good job, Miss Cat! Thank you for dealing with the Fart King!"
Zhu Zhuqing, seeing this, retracted her martial soul and returned to her teammates.
"Thank you all. Please forgive my recklessness."
"Haha, Miss Zhuqing, you're too modest. We're happy to watch the drama every time."
"Exactly, exactly! Zhuqing, you were so cool just now! One claw, one little trash!"
Xiao Wu mimicked the motion of Zhu Zhuqing's claws in the air, her eyes filled with joy at having avenged her grievances.
(END CHAPTER)
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