Tang San and Ma Hongjun

Only then did Tang San realize in horror that what he had let out just now was not a fart!

He had mixed in some private goods!

A watery slurry splattered across the floor of the Great Soul Arena.

Ma Hongjun, who was fighting Tang San, was stunned too.

"Tang San!"

"You shit yourself!"

Ma Hongjun instantly cried out in alarm.

"How could you do something like this?"

The people from Shrek Academy below the stage had not expected this either.

Flender directly turned his head away.

This was far too humiliating. He did not even dare admit they were his students.

"It's fine, I'll help dry it out for you."

Ma Honghongjun opened his mouth wide.

A Phoenix Fire Line burned toward Tang San.

And just as it was about to hit Tang San,

Ma Hongjun felt his stomach begin to gurgle.

"Fuck, what's going on!"

He cursed inwardly.

Thinking of Tang San's miserable state just now, he involuntarily clenched his buttocks.

Something like this absolutely could not happen on the Fighting Spirit Platform.

The Phoenix Fire Line poured out at full force.

Large sections of Tang San's clothes were roasted into ash,

especially his pants.

What had originally been a rather nice pair of blue tight-fitting pants was burned full of black holes.

What was worse, the flames Ma Hongjun released had a clinging quality.

They scorched Tang San until he ran around frantically.

"Damn it!"

Tang San looked at his pants, then at the flames clinging to his legs. He could only strip off his pants in public with humiliation, and swiftly tore them away.

Even if he did not take them off himself, the flames would have burned them away.

"Second Brother, how could you do something like this?!"

Tang Lin stared at Tang San with her eyes wide open.

"Are you doing a striptease in the Soul Arena?"

The rest of Shrek Academy frowned and looked away.

It was too eye-searing, far too eye-searing.

They simply could not watch.

Flender's heart was bleeding at this point.

How could there be such a thing as Tang San?

On the Fighting Spirit Platform,

Tang San suddenly felt his stomach start gurgling again.

This time, he let himself go.

Since he had already lost all his dignity,

losing a little more did not matter.

As Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line came burning toward him,

Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to swiftly evade it, then charged at Ma Hongjun from the side with a dashing tail flick.

And at that moment,

the gurgling thing in his stomach burst out.

As Tang San flicked his tail, a yellow stream of water sprayed outward in a parabolic arc.

Tang Lin's eyes widened.

"Holy crap!"

"Tail-flick drift, nitrous acceleration!"

"Second Brother..."

"I don't know him."

"This Invincible Under Heaven is too ruthless!"

As she spoke, she secretly removed her mask first.

This was drawing way too much attention.

Flender slapped his thigh hard.

He felt that the greatest mistake of his life had been letting Tang San enter the Soul Arena.

"Take my Blue Silver Bind!"

Tang San suddenly growled. Two Blue Silver Vines shot upward from below, swiftly coiling around Ma Hongjun's body.

The Blue Silver Vines tightly constricted Ma Hongjun's body.

Ma Hongjun's first thought was that he could not hold it in anymore!

What exactly was going on? Why did he feel like he was about to have diarrhea too?

Could it be there was something wrong with the skewers he had eaten?

That should not be possible.

If there was a problem, everyone should have been affected.

He had to break free of the vines immediately, or he really would let it out.

"Second Soul Skill, Phoenix Bath Fire!"

A ring of flames ignited around Ma Hongjun's body.

The tightly binding Blue Silver Vines were swiftly burned into ash.

But at the very instant he released his Soul Skill, the force at his buttocks relaxed.

At last, he could not hold it in.

Ma Hongjun closed his eyes, wanting to die.

Tang San approached from behind and kicked Ma Hongjun squarely in the buttocks.

With that kick,

the laxative Ma Hongjun had not fully digested swiftly took effect amid the mixing.

He had originally still been able to endure it, but this time he completely lost control.

Flying Stream Straight Down Three Thousand Feet,

it erupted in a torrent and surged straight at Tang San.

Tang San had never expected Ma Hongjun to have Hidden Weapons!

"Ah!"

Tang San let out a sharp scream. "Die!"

His fury instantly erupted, and he used Ma Hongjun's Hidden Weapons to deal with him.

Ma Hongjun was also caught off guard and fell victim to the attack.

He kept spitting outward.

He roared,

"You actually dared feed me shit!"

"Come on, let's hurt each other!"

The Referee truly could not stand watching anymore.

It was simply unbearable to look at.

How could there be two such freaks?

If they kept this up, there really would be no one left in the Soul Arena.

"Given the terrible impact caused by both sides, both are ruled defeated. Please leave the arena!"

The two exchanged a vicious look, then each left from opposite sides.

Wherever they went, people nearby swiftly dodged to either side.

Yellow footprints stretched outward all the way to the restroom.

"Dean, my suggestion is that we should not wear masks for today's Soul Dueling Competition. Otherwise, it'll attract even more attention."

Tang Lin offered a quiet reminder.

"We can't wear them anymore."

"Hurry up and put all the masks away."

Flender nodded and swiftly gave the order.

The Fighting Spirit Platform was cleaned very quickly.

The platform that had been covered in filth was swiftly cleaned spotless.

Even so, it still looked thoroughly disgusting.

"Please welcome the contestants for the next match!"

"Taking the stage will be two Soul Elders. They are Battle Soul Elder Bai Lu, who possesses the Beast Martial Soul White Deer and has already won three consecutive matches."

"His opponent is Battle Soul Elder Mother's Embrace, who possesses the Tool Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass."

"Will Soul Elder Bai Lu continue his glory and claim a third straight victory, or will the newcomer Soul Elder Mother's Embrace win? Let us wait and see. Now, please welcome the two Soul Elders to the stage."

The Audience in the stands offered only sparse cheers, with the occasional few calling Bai Lu's name.

Most of them did not seem particularly interested.

Instead, they were more interested in Tang Lin.

The previous Invincible Under Heaven had possessed the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul,

yet had cultivated to the level of Soul Grandmaster.

This one also possessed the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, yet had cultivated to Soul Elder!

Were Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls really this powerful these days?

Tang Lin swiftly stepped onto the stage.

She looked at her opponent.

He was a young man in white robes, about one meter eighty tall.

He looked to be in his twenties, with flowing long hair.

He had an almost immortal air about him.

"Girl, I'm rather surprised that you're a Soul Elder."

While Tang Lin was looking at him, Bai Lu was also sizing Tang Lin up.

Tang Lin said nothing.

"Match, begin!"

Soul Rings appeared around both of them at the same time, two yellow and one purple each.

Two long horns grew from Bai Lu's head, and his hands transformed into hooves as he swiftly charged toward Tang Lin.

Agility Attack System.