Venting His Anger

As Nightmare unleashed this Soul Skill, the beast's fart carrying poisonous mist struck Yu Hongping squarely.

The foul-smelling, poisonous fart left Yu Hongping with disheveled hair and his clothes turning a chilling green.

Moreover, it is currently shrouded in the Demon Tumor Poison Mist.

Yu Hongping instantly felt a strong sense of discomfort in his body; his stomach began to churn, and his abdomen ached slightly.

At the same time, Yu Hongping clearly felt his Soul Power begin to become disordered.

You should know that Yu Chenglong's level is a level 26 Soul Grandmaster!

Furthermore, Yu Chenglong also possesses a Head Soul Bone that enhances his poison attributes.

Then look at Yu Hongping. This guy is only level 20 and hasn't even obtained his Second Soul Ring yet, so he can't be called Soul Grandmaster.

The overwhelming strength allowed him to easily subdue Yu Hongping by unleashing his First Soul Skill.

"How did this disgusting, poisonous fart become so terrifying!"

After being hit in the face by the poisonous fart, Yu Hongping was overwhelmed with shock.

"Perfect opportunity! It's time for me to strike back!"

Upon seeing this, Yu Chenglong abruptly stopped his retreat and turned his attention to Yu Hongping.

Instead of retreating, Yu Chenglong launched a counterattack, his figure moving with lightning speed as he charged toward Yu Hongping.

Take advantage of your illness, make you sick!

Before obtaining his Second Soul Ring, Yu Chenglong had been doing manual labor and training in various close combat skills to make up for his shortcomings.

Therefore, Yu Chenglong's close combat ability is actually second to none!

At this moment, Yu Chenglong charged in like a fierce tiger, making Yu Hongping tremble with fear.

"Zhiyin, come save me!"

Yu Hongping forced himself to back away despite feeling unwell, while shouting for his teammates to come and help.

At this moment, Yu Zhiyin outside the poisonous fog.

The dense, Demon Tumor Poison Mist gave Yu Zhiyin a bad feeling.

"Hongping, hold on, I'm coming!"

At this moment, Yu Zhiyin his brother was dying, gritted his teeth and charged directly into the poisonous fog.

However, before rushing into the poisonous fog, Yu Zhiyin took a deep breath and stored some air in his mouth and lungs before boldly charging forward.

Yu Zhiyin his First Soul Skill, and a layer of Lightning Armor protected his body.

When Yu Zhiyin fully entered the Demon Tumor Poison Mist, the surrounding Demon Tumor Poison attacked him like a demon.

The Demon Tumor Poison collided with the Lightning Armor, producing a chilling, crackling sound.

"Ah, my Lightning Armor is dissipating at an extremely fast speed!"

Yu Zhiyin horrified and utterly shocked.

He discovered that after his Lightning Armor collided with Cheng Long's Demon Tumor Poison Mist, the Lightning Armor would dim slightly, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Something's not right, something's not right!

"This poisonous fart is completely different from the poisonous fog that this piece of trash used to have. It's like comparing a ceiling to a floor; they're not even in the same league!"

Yu Zhiyin greatly shocked, astonished by Yu Chenglong's strength.

Yu Chenglong's performance overturned Yu Zhiyin's previous understanding of this good-for-nothing's strength.

At this point, Yu Hongping could no longer hold on.

He was hit head-on by the Nightmare's poisonous fart, and inhaled a large mouthful of the Demon Tumor Poison. He was in the very center of the Demon Tumor Poison Mist, and the gas had already begun to corrode his body.

Unable to hold it in any longer, Yu Hongping, who had been clenching his legs together, suddenly let out a loud fart...

This is just the beginning.

During the subsequent familiarization period, Yu Hongping a series of farts, the sounds accompanied by rhythmic beats, making his face instantly turn extremely red with embarrassment.

"This..."

Yu Hongping felt completely unwell.

This Soul Fighting isn't just between the three of them; there are also onlookers.

He farted so loudly in front of his beloved Huang Han, which was a huge loss of face. How is he going to win over Huang Han's junior sister in the future?

Moreover, two other classmates were also present. If word got out later, his lifelong reputation would probably be ruined, and he would be ridiculed relentlessly.

As he thought this, Yu Hongping was thrown into chaos and had no ability to resist.

Yu Chenglong had already arrived by then.

"You still have the mood to daydream?"

"Yu Hongping, you're the one who's a good-for-nothing!"

"Today, I'll smash your ugly face to pieces!"

Yu Chenglong had already arrived, and his angry voice suddenly echoed around Yu Hongping.

This snapped Yu Hongping back to reality, a chill running down his spine as he felt an intense sense of crisis.

"Kill!"

A gust of wind swept across Yu Hongping's face, and Yu Chenglong's right fist, imbued with the power of years of grievances, resentment, and anger, lashed out fiercely.

In a single exchange, Yu Chenglong's heavy right fist slammed into Yu Hongping's face.

This punch was an outburst of anger and resentment from the grievances the boy had suffered over the years.

With a loud bang, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, Yu Hongping was knocked to the ground, his left cheek caved in, two teeth broken, and he spat out a mouthful of pus and blood.

"Ah!"

Lying paralyzed on the ground, Yu Hongping let out a heart-wrenching scream.

At this moment, Yu Hongping completely broke down, and the excruciating pain in his abdomen became unbearable.

With a loud "plop," Yu Hongping had diarrhea. Everything he had eaten today and yesterday came out in a disgusting, gruesome way...

Looking down at the stench, Yu Chenglong frowned and took a step back.

After Yu Chenglong threw that punch, most of the pent-up frustration and anger he had accumulated over the years dissipated instantly.

Instead, it brings a feeling of comfort and ease.

"Aaaaah, you piece of trash, how dare you!"

Meanwhile, Yu Zhiyin had already attacked.

At this moment, Yu Zhiyin frantically channeled all his Soul Power, creating the form of his First Soul Skill, the Lightning Armor.

However, it is quite obvious that the Lightning Armor on Yu Zhiyin's body has dimmed to the extreme, like a candle flickering in the wind, at risk of being extinguished at any moment.

Yu Chenglong glanced coldly at Yu Zhiyin and gave a sneer.

"In such a hurry to die?"

"Now it's your turn, Yu Zhiyin!"

Yu Chenglong spoke with a firm and ruthless tone.

Surrounded by poisonous fog, Yu Zhiyin's movement speed was reduced, his Soul Power was disordered, and there was also a poisonous gas causing trouble in his body, so his condition was extremely poor.

This poisonous fog was like Yu Chenglong's home, with no restrictions on his comings and goings.

At this moment, Yu Chenglong, at full strength, was like a war god, charging directly at Yu Zhiyin.

"Your mouth is foul and malicious. It probably hasn't been properly cleaned since you were born!"

"In that case, I'll help you smash this stinking thing to pieces!"

Yu Chenglong said in a cold voice.

As he spoke, Yu Chenglong once again gathered power in his right fist, lightly stepped forward, and charged forward like a nimble, ferocious leopard.

Yu Chenglong already has an advantage in terms of level and combat skills.

At this moment, with Yu Chenglong's sudden appearance, Yu Zhiyin felt dazzled and overwhelmed.

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