The First Person to Have Diarrhea on the Soul Fighting Arena, Tang San!

Tang San looked down at his stomach. The rumbling was coming from there.

Oh no!

Why hadn't it acted up earlier? It had waited until he was onstage to start rumbling. If only it had held off for a few more minutes, he would have beaten his opponent by then.

He thought back to the boxed meal he'd eaten that evening. His adoptive father must have brought home a bad one.

That boxed meal really had been a problem.

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

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His facial muscles twisted together, and he looked utterly miserable.

The host was still slowly introducing the two fighters.

"The Soul Master with Thousand Hand Silver Grass is making his first appearance at our Soto Great Soul Arena..."

Tang San kept urging the host to hurry up, but the man only spoke more slowly.

He wanted nothing more than to hang the host up and beat him. Why was he dawdling so much?!

At last, the host finished introducing the fighters. Tang San squeezed his legs together as Blue Silver Grass shot rapidly from his right hand. His First Soul Ring flashed, and Blue Silver Vine rushed toward Jiang Liu.

As long as he could tie Jiang Liu up, he'd be able to relieve himself.

Jiang Liu was a man of about twenty. His Spirit Rings were the same colors as Tang San's.

His First Soul Ring flashed, and a brilliant black light blazed from his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.

His first Soul Skill could increase the halberd's attack power and sharpness.

As he watched the Blue Silver Vine winding toward him, Jiang Liu gripped his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd and swung it rapidly, repeatedly cutting through the vines.

Tang San kept muttering to himself, Stop cutting them! Just let them tie you up!

He really couldn't hold it in any longer!

Tang San's Second Soul Ring flashed as he quickly activated his second Soul Skill, Parasite.

The scattered Blue Silver Grass seeds sprouted into vines that swiftly spread toward Jiang Liu.

"Second Soul Skill, Rapid Consecutive Slash!"

Jiang Liu's Second Soul Ring flashed. He spun around like a phantom, gripping his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.

The newly grown Blue Silver Vine was quickly cut to pieces, leaving no opening at all.

Spinning his weapon, he swiftly closed in on Tang San.

"Tang San is about to lose."

Flender watched the match and gave an accurate assessment.

"Both of Jiang Liu's Spirit Rings strengthen his attack power, which happens to counter Tang San perfectly."

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

He furrowed his brow in puzzlement and glanced around, but he didn't see Yu Xiaogang.

The spectators' seats were sparsely occupied, and the audience didn't seem particularly interested in the Soul Fighting match.

What was there to see in a Blue Silver Grass user?

Could a Trash Martial Soul really do anything impressive?

Jiang Liu kept closing in on Tang San. Tang San increased the flow of his Soul Power, but all he could do was hold him off for as long as possible.

"Much better!"

After finishing up, Yu Xiaogang hurried back to the stands.

He looked toward the Soul Fighting Arena.

Blue Silver Grass was swirling all over it, covering the entire arena.

He couldn't see Tang San clearly at all.

"Not bad, not bad."

Yu Xiaogang nodded in satisfaction. His adoptive son was doing very well.

As far as he was concerned, victory was only a matter of time.

Come to think of it, his own constitution really was poor. They'd eaten the same food, yet he was already out of commission, while Tang San was still lively and energetic on the Soul Fighting Arena, without a care in the world.

Ye Lin couldn't see clearly from below, but the system's plot description told her exactly what was happening on the Soul Fighting Arena.

[Tang San is doing everything he can to hold it in. He's about to lose control...]

About to lose control!

Ye Lin was a little stunned when she saw that. How had this happened?

She decided to help Tang San out so he wouldn't have to suffer any longer.

"Remove 'about to.'"

[Tang San is doing everything he can to hold it in. He's losing control...]

[Modification complete.]

A mysterious force settled over Tang San.

Involuntarily, he did something that went against everything his ancestors had stood for.

Tang San relaxed his body, withdrew his Soul Power, and turned around, aiming his backside at Jiang Liu.

"Holy crap!"

"What's that Thousand Hand Silver Grass guy doing?!"

Those two shouts instantly roused the spectators at the Soul Arena.

Almost everyone turned to look at Tang San.

Everyone was stunned.

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

Ye Lin stared at Tang San with wide eyes. She'd told him to hurry up and lose control, but she hadn't meant for him to do it like this!

"Would you look at that? This Thousand Hand Silver Grass guy really knows how to put on a show."

"What's he trying to do?!"

Jiang Liu stopped spinning his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd. As his opponent, he was even more confused about what Tang San was up to.

Was he giving him his back?

Not even defending himself?

And now he was sticking out his backside to insult him?

He rushed forward, gripping the end of his weapon with one hand and the middle with the other.

Xiao Wu was happily watching the spectacle. Ye Lin quickly covered her eyes and turned to look away.

The sight that followed was too awful to look at.

"Lin-jie, what are you doing?"

Xiao Wu slipped out from under Ye Lin's hand and glanced over, then quickly covered her eyes again.

On the Soul Fighting Arena,

Tang San swiftly pulled down his pants, baring his backside.

The next second,

he let it all out.

A torrent shot straight toward Jiang Liu.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Liu reacted quickly and dodged to the side.

If that had touched him, he'd have been done for.

"Oh my god!"

"Unbelievable!"

"Someone actually had diarrhea on the Soul Fighting Arena!"

"People really will do anything!"

"How could someone even do that?"

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

"What a torrent! What a rush of water!"

Flender's face turned livid. He shot a cold look at Yu Xiaogang.

"So this is the son you're so proud of!"

"He actually did something like this on the Soul Fighting Arena. He's brought shame on all of Shrek Academy!"

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar stared fixedly at him, all just as concerned about Shrek Academy's reputation as Oscar was.

Yu Xiaogang was terribly embarrassed. "I'm going to use the bathroom."

With that, he hurried away, not daring to stick around.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Jiang Liu thought he'd already dodged, but Tang San turned slightly, and the torrent came at him again.

"What a dirty trick!"

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

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd charged into the torrent, pressing on despite the danger.

"Ah!"

Tang San let out a cry of pain. Blood poured from his backside.

The tip of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd had landed right in the middle of the torrent, sealing it shut!