The First Person to Soil Themselves on the Soul Fighting Arena, Tang San!

Tang San looked down at his abdomen; the rumbling sound was coming from right there.

It's over!

Why hadn't there been any reaction until now? Just as he stepped onto the stage, his stomach started acting up. If it had only waited a few more minutes, he would have already taken down his opponent.

He recalled the boxed meal he ate that evening; it must have been the meal his foster father brought back that caused this.

That boxed meal really was problematic after all.

A strange sensation quickly moved toward his lower body, and his legs clamped together involuntarily.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead, his facial muscles twisted into a knot, and his expression was one of extreme agony.

The host was still slowly introducing both sides.

"Thousand Hand Silver Grass Spirit Master is stepping onto our Soto Great Soul Arena for the first time..."

Tang San kept urging the host to hurry up in his mind, but the host's words only seemed to get slower.

He wished he could hang the host up and beat him; why was he being so long-winded!

Finally, the host finished the introductions. Tang San kept his legs clamped tight as Blue Silver Grass grew rapidly from his right hand. His first Spirit Ring flashed, and Blue Silver Vine surged toward his opponent, Jiang Liu.

As long as he could bind Jiang Liu, he would be able to go and relieve himself.

Jiang Liu was a man of about twenty, and his Spirit Ring colors were exactly the same as Tang San's.

His first Spirit Ring flashed, and a fierce black light bloomed on his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.

His first spirit skill could enhance the attack power and sharpness of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.

Watching the Blue Silver Vine coil toward him, Jiang Liu gripped his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd and swung it rapidly, continuously hacking the Blue Silver Vine to pieces.

Tang San muttered in his heart, "Stop cutting! Just obediently let yourself be bound!"

He really couldn't hold it anymore!

Tang San's second Spirit Ring flashed, and he quickly activated his second spirit skill, Parasite.

The scattered Blue Silver Grass seeds transformed into Blue Silver Vine, rapidly spreading to cover Jiang Liu.

"Second spirit skill, Rapid Consecutive Slash!"

Jiang Liu's second Spirit Ring flashed, and his entire body became like a phantom, spinning continuously while gripping the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.

The newly grown Blue Silver Vine was quickly severed by the blade, not giving him the slightest chance.

He spun his blade and approached Tang San at high speed.

"Tang San is going to lose," Flender observed the match on the stage and provided a precise analysis.

"The two Spirit Rings that Jiang Liu absorbed both strengthen his attack power, which happens to counter Tang San perfectly."

"But what is Tang San doing standing there without moving? Is he posing?"

He frowned, feeling puzzled, and looked around, but he didn't see Yu Xiaogang.

The people in the spectator stands were sparse, and they didn't have much interest in the soul fight on the stage.

A Blue Silver Grass, what could there possibly be to see?

Could a trash martial soul really pull off any tricks?

Jiang Liu continued to approach Tang San. Tang San increased his spirit power output, but he could only do his best to stall.

"Refreshing!"

After finishing his business, Yu Xiaogang hurried to the spectator stand.

He looked toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

On it, Blue Silver Grass was dancing continuously, covering the entire arena.

He couldn't see Tang San's specific figure at all.

"Not bad, not bad," Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction. His foster son was doing quite well.

In his view, victory was only a matter of time.

Come to think of it, his own constitution was truly poor. Even though they ate the same food, he had already been incapacitated, yet Tang San was still full of vigor on the soul fighting stage, completely unaffected.

Although Ye Lin couldn't see clearly from below, she was able to know exactly what was happening on the soul fighting stage through the system's plot summary.

[Tang San is doing his utmost to resist, he's about to have an accident...]

About to have an accident!

Ye Lin was a bit stunned when she saw this. How did this even happen?

She decided to give Tang San a hand so he wouldn't have to hold it in so painfully.

"Remove the 'fast' part,"

[Tang San is resisting with all his might, dashing...]

[Modification complete.]

A strange power descended upon Tang San.

He couldn't help but do something that went against his ancestors.

Tang San relaxed his body, withdrew his soul power, turned around, and aimed his backside at Jiang Liu.

"What the f*ck!"

"What is that Thousand Hand Silver Grass doing!"

These two sentences instantly ignited the emotions of everyone in the Soul Fighting Arena spectator stands.

Almost everyone fixed their eyes on Tang San.

They were stunned, completely stunned.

The members of Shrek Academy also couldn't figure out what Tang San was trying to do.

Ye Lin stared at Tang San with wide eyes; she had told Tang San to dash quickly, but she didn't tell him to dash like this!

"You have to admit, this Thousand Hand Silver Grass really knows how to put on a show."

"What is he trying to do!"

Jiang Liu's spinning Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd also came to a halt. As his opponent, he was even more confused about what Tang San was doing.

Giving his back to him?

No defense?

And he even stuck his butt out to insult him?

He quickly stepped forward, one hand gripping the tail of the spear, the other holding the middle.

Xiao Wu was happily eating melon, but Ye Lin quickly covered her eyes and looked away.

The scene that followed was too eye-searing; it was simply unbearable to watch.

"Sister Lin, what are you doing?"

Xiao Wu broke free from Ye Lin's hands, took one look, and then quickly used her own hands to cover them again.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Tang San swished his pants down, exposing his backside.

The next second, A torrential downpour.

A fierce stream shot out, rushing straight toward Jiang Liu.

"F*ck your mother!"

Jiang Liu's reaction speed was fast; he hurriedly dodged to the side.

If he had gotten hit by that, he would be finished.

"Holy crap!"

"Shocking!"

"Someone actually took a dump on the Soul Fighting Arena!"

"There really are all kinds of people out there!"

"How could someone even do this?"

"The first person to have diarrhea on the Soul Fighting Arena!"

"What a torrential downpour, what a brave charge!"

Flender's face turned livid. He looked coldly at Yu Xiaogang.

"This is your precious foster son!"

"To actually do such a thing on the Soul Fighting Arena, he has completely disgraced my Shrek Academy!"

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar stared at him intensely; like Oscar, they cared deeply about the reputation of Shrek Academy.

Yu Xiaogang was also extremely embarrassed. "I'm going to the restroom."

Leaving behind those words, he fled quickly, not daring to stay a moment longer.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Jiang Liu had thought he had dodged it, but he didn't expect Tang San's body to rotate slightly, the stream rushing toward Jiang Liu once again.

"What a sinister move!"

Jiang Liu cursed under his breath. In a flash of inspiration, he violently threw the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd in his hand toward Tang San.

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd surged forward, meeting the challenge head-on.

"Ah!"

Tang San let out a sharp, painful howl, blood flowing endlessly from his backside.

The tip of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd had pierced exactly into the spot that was currently unleashing the torrent, firmly plugging it shut!