Watching Zhao Wuji draw closer and closer,
Tang San could only use his most powerful move now.
"Second Soul Skill, Fart Stockpiling!"
Tang San's second soul ring flashed,
and his body rapidly swelled up.
His first soul ring flashed again.
"First soul skill,"
"Farting is like hammering iron, a charged hammer—Tang San's fart!"
Tang San shouted the Soul Incantation and fiercely struck Zhao Wuji with his first blow.
"Change 'body' to 'crotch'?"
Nothing new,
but that did not mean it could not be changed further.
"Change 'Wuji' to 'teacher,' then change 'Zhao' to 'Yu.'"
Tang San shouted the Soul Incantation and fiercely struck Teacher Yu in the crotch with his first blow.
In an instant, the entire plot became utterly unrecognizable.
Although the free attempts had run out, that did not mean he could not exchange for more.
A basic exchange only cost ten points.
Ye Fan currently had 8,352 points in hand.
Spending ten points was nothing. Sometimes, it even brought unexpected gains.
Tang San had already prepared to throw the hammer in his hand,
but then his body suddenly turned, and he hurled it toward Yu Xiaogang's crotch.
Yu Xiaogang had not even reacted yet.
Whoosh!
The charged Blue Silver Hammer flew out and smashed fiercely into his crotch.
With that single hammer blow, Yu Xiaogang collapsed without saying a word,
clutching his stomach and crying out repeatedly.
"Ah! Ah! Ah... It hurts, it hurts!"
Ma Hongjun said faintly,
"Master, no, you're already a eunuch. What are you hurting for?"
Yu Xiaogang: ...
Yu Xiaogang immediately felt even more pain—not only physical pain, but mental pain as well.
The dignified bearing of a Master he had put on was long gone.
"Try getting attacked and see whether it hurts!"
Elsewhere,
as Tang San released his charged hammer,
the