"Good grief, even Kakyoin would have to learn how to eat cherries from you."
Watching the other guy lick a Shadow Clone to death, Fang Mo found his expression especially hard to control. "Wasn't this supposed to be about beating up the Copy Ninja... Why did it turn into a battle of words right from the start?"
However, Midora said nothing.
At that moment, he controlled his tongue and sent it shooting toward Fang Mo's left breast.
Smack!
Fang Mo instantly raised a hand and grabbed the tongue. The tip was only a few inches from his body, wriggling incessantly like an eel.
"Sorry, but my two girls are both a little germophobic."
As he spoke, Fang Mo violently yanked on the tongue. "They don't like eating things someone else has already had, and besides, I'm not interested in Sichuan opera..."
Midora, standing some distance away, could not understand what Fang Mo was saying. All he felt was an overwhelming force suddenly crashing into him. The power was so terrifying that he lost control and flew away, streaking through the air before Fang Mo swung him around and smashed him heavily into the ice wall on the other side.
Boom!!!
Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, ice shards exploded into the sky where Midora fell, followed by huge cracks rapidly spreading outward.
"L-Lord Midora?!"
The Gourmet Association grunts immediately panicked at the sight.
But before they could do anything, countless scarlet strips suddenly shot out from the depths of the ice and snow.
They were all his tongues, firing over like machine-gun rounds. Each one traced a different path through the air as they attacked Fang Mo from every direction.
"Shinra Tensei."
Facing the overwhelming barrage of tongues, Fang Mo clenched one hand, and the Void Ring immediately lit up with