"Disgusting tactics?"
Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment, not quite understanding.
He raised his head in confusion and looked toward the Soul Fighting Arena.
"Let us congratulate Thousand Hand Silver Grass on his second victory in the Soul Fighting Arena! We hope he will continue to strive in the battles to come!"
The host hurried onto the stage, said his piece, and hurried away before Tang San could even make out what he looked like.
The host had truly been frightened. If Thousand Hand Silver Grass wanted to shake hands, should he accept or not?
Tang San raised the stained hand toward Yu Xiaogang and quickly walked over.
Yu Xiaogang swallowed, scarcely able to believe it.
Why had Little San become like this?
When Tang San returned, the rest of Shrek Academy unconsciously edged away to the side.
They left the central space for this godfather and godson pair.
Tang San rushed forward and dropped to his knees before Yu Xiaogang with a thud. "Godfather, it was all thanks to your teachings that I was able to defeat my opponent. Thank you, Godfather!"
Tang San tore off the cloth mask on his face. The unidentified disgusting substance was still on the mask, with only a small portion having seeped through it onto his face.
But with that pull, the stuff on the mask smeared across his face in an instant, and some of it even went straight into his mouth.
Tang San spat several times, sending it onto Yu Xiaogang's clothes.
Yu Xiaogang glanced at his clothes, his right cheek twitching. "L-Little San, what exactly did I teach you?"
Don't pin this on me. Could it be that I told you to attack people with something that disgusting?
The last time you shat yourself, that was my fault.
I admit