The tube was pitch-black, with a narrow opening at the top.
He pulled the fuse at its base. With a hiss, thick yellow smoke instantly gushed from the opening.
Carrying a pungent, foul stench, it spread toward Su Fei like a tide.
Higashimura Ichiro grinned savagely, his eyes brimming with smug satisfaction.
This Bone-Corroding Smoke was a poisonous smoke specially made by their Kuroda Domain in the Fusang Kingdom. It had been tested many times.
Any Grandmaster Realm martial artist who came into contact with it would suffer. He watched to see how this young man would resist it.
Looking at the yellow smoke, Su Fei instantly recognized its origins.
Before he had left the imperial capital, Lei Chongxiao had told him that the island kingdom's martial artists used underhanded methods.
They often liked to use vicious, poisonous smoke against Great Xuan martial artists.
Seeing it today, they truly were despicable.
"So this is your Fusang Kingdom's so-called martial arts? Using smoke when you can't win?"
"Little Japanese devils will always be little Japanese devils. You'll never be fit for polite company, wherever you go."
Although Su Fei was protected by his Perfection Realm Nine Yang Divine Art and immune to all poisons, what if this smoke got onto his brocade robe?
Getting it dirty was a minor matter; he could simply wash it. But if it ruined his clothes, wouldn't he look less than presentable?
Su Fei snorted coldly, circulated his true essence, and unleashed his Perfection Realm Dragon Catching Skill.
An invisible suction erupted from his palm. The poisonous smoke spreading in all directions seemed to be caught by an invisible hand and was forcibly drawn toward his palm. In moments, it condensed into a fist-sized yellow ball of glowing poisonous smoke.
It gave off a pungent smell.