Battle Diarrhea? Don't Kill, Just Destroy the Spirit!

Battle Diarrhea? Don't Kill, Just Destroy the Spirit!

Zhuge Lan was sent stumbling backward by the blow, the recoil leaving his right fist numb and trembling.

But!

Zhao Wuji was also staggered by the impact, his attack interrupted!

—A physique enhanced by a Million Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone was no joke!

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Emotional Value +999

Everyone was utterly shocked!

He had actually blocked it?

"What are you standing around for?" Zhuge Lan shouted. "Little Sanzi, hurry up!"

Tang San snapped back to his senses.

He activated Second Soul Skill: Parasitism!

Zhao Wuji was once again entangled by Blue Silver Grass, but Tang San did not bind him tightly. Instead, he pushed him toward the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing also circled around to Zhao Wuji's front and rammed her shoulder into his chest.

Xiao Wu, who had wrapped herself around Zhao Wuji's neck, activated—

First Soul Skill: Waist Bow!

Taking advantage of Zhao Wuji's unstable footing and Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing's combined push,

she flipped over and hurled the broad-waisted Zhao Wuji into the air.

Tang San moved beneath him in perfect coordination, leaping up to kick against Xiao Wu's sole and sending her after Zhao Wuji.

Since she had not yet reached level thirty and lacked Third Soul Skill: Teleport,

Xiao Wu could not use Explosive Eight-Segment Throw.

So she spun through the air to build momentum, then brought down a vicious split kick, smashing her high heel toward Zhao Wuji's family jewels!

At that very moment,

Zhao Wuji also awoke from Chaotic Taunt and saw Xiao Wu's Descendant-Breaking Leg.

His eyes widened!

Was she really going that hard?

He tried to open his mouth and shout something, only to realize he had been rendered "mute"—a negative status effect.

All he could do was curse internally, Fuck!

First Soul Skill: Immovable King Body!

A powerful golden glow erupted from Zhao Wuji's body, blasting Xiao Wu away.

Martial Soul Possession!!!

Thick brown fur covered Zhao Wuji's entire body. He grew to two and a half meters tall, his muscles bulging as his massive hands reached for Xiao Wu's long legs.

"Come at me!"

Zhuge Lan renewed Chaotic Taunt.

Zhao Wuji abandoned Xiao Wu again and turned to glare fixedly at Zhuge Lan.

His fourth soul ring lit up, then flew over and settled around Zhuge Lan.

Target Tracking!

He raised his leg and kicked Xiao Wu away, then dived toward Zhuge Lan like a cannonball, activating Second Soul Skill: Vajra Palm once again!

Zhuge Lan knew he had been locked onto. Dodging was useless.

And he was not afraid.

He simply clenched his fist and met the attack head-on!

"Boom!!!"

Zhuge Lan, at a disadvantage, had his calves driven into the ground.

There was nowhere left to retreat.

Facing Zhao Wuji's successive bear-paw strikes, he swung his fists wildly in counterattack.

Now Zhuge Lan felt the pressure of a Soul Saint.

His fists were numb, his arms trembled, and even his internal organs burned.

Host injury detected. Healing function activated.

1 Emotional Value consumed. Healing complete!

He was fully healed in an instant.

But Zhao Wuji was having a far worse time.

Not only did he have to endure the Thorn Armor's fifteen percent reflected damage, he had also accumulated a whole pile of negative status effects!

—First Soul Skill: Abomination Curse stacked negative status effects repeatedly based on the number of attacks!

Once the control effect of Chaotic Taunt wore off,

Zhao Wuji found his vision blurred, his nose blocked, his eyes stinging, and his breathing labored.

Wait!

Why was he getting the urge at a time like this?

He hurriedly clamped his legs together, forcefully constricting a certain sphincter.

But then,

a searing stab of pain made him realize—

his hemorrhoids had flared up!

I'm screwed!

Why now of all times?!

No matter how hard Zhao Wuji clenched, it was ultimately beyond saving.

"Pfft pfft pfft pfft—"

A string of sounds like popping beans rang out, and Zhao Wuji froze completely!

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Emotional Value +3999

Emotional Value +3999

A foul stench swept through the area.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been focused on stabbing kidneys, flashed backward several meters.

Zhuge Lan silently held his breath and yanked his feet free before rapidly retreating.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's face turn purplish red, Zhuge Lan almost felt sorry for him.

He reminded him, "Teacher Zhao, why don't you go take care of that first?"

Those words jolted Zhao Wuji awake.

He did not dare move his legs, afraid something would leak out the side.

He directly activated Martial Soul Avatar, transforming into a Vajra Bear, then flipped upside down and ran away on his hands.

Hmm.

He looked a bit like a circus bear.

Zhuge Lan glanced at his second soul ring.

Light's Vengeance had stored quite a bit of damage. It would be a waste not to use it.

He released it toward Zhao Wuji from afar to test the skill's effect.

"Crack—"

A bolt of blue lightning descended from the sky, striking him right in the rear!

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"Awooo—"

Zhao Wuji let out a miserable howl, followed by even more intense "discharge sounds."

Zhuge Lan: "."

So,

the phrase in Light's Vengeance, "attack a random weak point of any target," meant this kind of "weak point"?

Then he looked at the others.

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They were all staring at Zhuge Lan, waiting for an explanation.

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Emotional Value +999

Seeing how happily they were generating points, Zhuge Lan remained silent.

Half a minute later,

Li Yusong, who had seen his share of the world, was still the first to speak hesitantly.

"Um."

"Zhuge, Teacher Zhao's condition..."

"Do you know what's going on?"

Zhuge Lan could not keep playing dumb.

He could only scratch his head and say—

"Didn't I mention earlier that my Soul Spirit Thorns Armor's First Soul Skill is called Abomination Curse? It randomly inflicts curses on anyone who attacks me."

"That includes, but is not limited to, itching, coughing, hemorrhoids, menstrual cramps, and... diarrhea."

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Everyone tacitly took half a step back!

Li Yusong's face twitched.

What kind of cursed soul skill was that?

It was way too sinister!

Tang San, standing among the crowd, wore the expression of someone who had narrowly escaped disaster.

—Thankfully, those effects had not triggered yesterday!

At the same time, he was moved by Zhuge Lan's choice yesterday to fight with the Li Jing Longsword rather than Soul Spirit Thorns Armor.

—So he really had gone easy on him.

Dai Mubai also clicked his tongue in amazement.

—So making someone pregnant was actually your more merciful method?

For a moment,

there was utter silence.

After a long while,

Zhu Zhuqing finally said faintly, "Then that final lightning bolt..."

"Oh, that was my Second Soul Skill, Light's Vengeance." Zhuge Lan looked innocent. "It passively stores part of the damage I take, then releases it all at once as lightning."

Zhuge Lan deliberately emphasized the word "passively."

He was trying to conceal the fact that he had been testing his soul skill.

But no one cared about that.

There was only one thought in everyone's mind now—never provoke this guy again!

He was no longer just covered in thorns.

He was fucking covered in bad omens!

Killing someone was just a matter of a head hitting the ground.

But you—

you didn't kill people, you specialized in destroying their spirits, huh?

Zhuge Lan watched the notifications flood in, happily harvesting them.

They continued staring at one another like that.

Several minutes later,

everyone gradually recovered, and the Emotional Value stopped flowing so quickly.

Only Zhao Wuji's side was still steadily producing thousands upon thousands.

So Zhuge Lan took the initiative to speak—

"Um."

"There's still nearly half the incense left, but the examiner ran off."

"So does that mean we passed the assessment, or should we do it One More Time?"

Hmm?

One More Time?