Ejection Warrior

Ning Chuan felt that enough time had been dragged out. With his spiritual power radiating outward, he sensed that the Snake Woman and Meng Yiran, who had been chasing the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent, had arrived nearby. He said calmly:

"Alright, to avoid unforeseen complications, Oscar, make your move."

"Ning Chuan is right. Little Oscar, do it." Zhao Wuji pulled a short knife from his Storage Soul Tool.

Oscar eagerly took the short knife and was about to act when a hoarse roar suddenly rang out. "Stop right there!"

At the very instant the voice rang out, Ning Chuan took advantage of everyone being distracted by them to pull out a Powerful Laxative and stuff it into his mouth, binding it to Tang San. Meanwhile, the rest of Shrek activated their Martial Souls and Spirit Rings.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The next moment, the wrinkled Snake Woman and the pretty, charming Meng Yiran appeared before everyone from the direction the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent had emerged from earlier.

Both held Snake Head Crutches. The Snake Woman's was a full three meters long, and her Spirit Ring configuration was two yellow, three purple, and one black.

Meng Yiran's was over two meters long as well, and her Spirit Rings were two yellow.

When she saw the Seven Spirit Rings on Zhao Wuji's body, the previously arrogant Snake Woman immediately fell silent.

After they introduced themselves, Zhao Wuji learned that she was the Snake Woman of the Peerless Dragon Snake. He then remembered that the Peerless Dragon Snake were inseparable; since the Snake Woman was here, the Dragon Lord had to be nearby.

That was a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.

He could not afford to offend him.

So he lowered his stance as well.

In the end, the two sides agreed to follow the rules of the Soul Master world.

Shrek would send out a student to duel Meng Yiran in place of Oscar, who was a Food Spirit Master. Whoever won would claim the Spirit Ring.

"Teacher Zhao, let me do it." Just as in the original story, Tang San volunteered. Looking at Meng Yiran, he said, "I'm level twenty-nine, so I'm not taking advantage of you."

Whether it was when he had been knocked unconscious by Gravity Enhancement during Shrek's entrance exam, or when he had suffered at the hands of Soul Masters with hammer Martial Souls in the Great Soul Arena of Suotuo City, Tang San had won both times, yet still ended up injured.

Tang San knew full well that, in Xiao Wu's eyes and even in everyone else's eyes, he was far inferior to Ning Chuan.

This time, he was going to prove himself.

As he spoke, Tang San walked over to Oscar.

Oscar was nearly moved to tears. Ever since arriving here, he had suffered everyone's exclusion. Tang San was the first person willing to stand up for him.

Looking at Tang San's charcoal-black face, he said gratefully, "Good brother."

Tang San smiled. "We're roommates, and brothers too, aren't we?"

At the same time, Meng Yiran stepped forward as well. Looking at Tang San, whose limbs were thick and short, whose body was terribly disproportionate, and who resembled a Black Bear, she said impatiently, "Enough nonsense. Let's begin."

Oscar stepped forward to stir up trouble. "Wait..."

"What now?" Meng Yiran frowned.

Oscar said, "This isn't fair to us. If you win, you get the Spirit Ring we just captured. But if we win, what do we get?"

Meng Yiran said, "What do you want, then?"

Oscar gave a mischievous grin. "If you lose, how about giving Tang San a kiss?"

"You want me to kiss that lump of charcoal?"

Meng Yiran was thoroughly enraged. In the original story, Tang San might not have been handsome, but at least he was not ugly. Now, he looked like an uglified Zhao Wuji, and one imported straight from Africa at that.

Asking her to kiss something that ugly—how could this guy even think of such a thing?

"Who are you calling a lump of charcoal?" Tang San was enraged as well. What he hated most was people hurting Xiao Wu or calling him black.

"What, aren't you black?" Meng Yiran crossed her arms. "Although I don't think I'll lose, making me kiss that lump of charcoal would be worse than death."

Ning Rongrong, however, was enjoying the spectacle. "Exactly. And Oscar, Ning Chuan was the one who caught the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent. What does it have to do with you? Even if someone has to kiss somebody, she should kiss Ning Chuan."

After saying that, Ning Rongrong did not forget to wink at Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan did not care. He had taken the Powerful Laxative and transferred its Side Effect to Tang San. Before long, the medicine would take effect, and Tang San would transform into the Ejection Warrior. He was guaranteed to lose.

Following Ning Rongrong's gaze, Meng Yiran looked over and saw Ning Chuan's fair, clean face and nearly perfect physique. She paused slightly. This guy is actually pretty good-looking.

He was much better than that charcoal-head.

Then, convinced that she could not possibly lose, she said seriously, "Fine. If I lose, I'll kiss him once."

At those words, Tang San flew into a rage again. What did she mean, she would rather die than kiss him, but could kiss Ning Chuan if she lost?

He did not care about Meng Yiran's kiss, but that did not mean she could insult him like this.

"Enough nonsense. Let's fight. Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level twenty-nine, two-ring Battle Soul Master."

Meng Yiran froze. "Isn't your Martial Soul a Black Bear?"

Under normal circumstances, a Soul Master's appearance was related to their Martial Soul. For example, Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul was the Vajra Bear, which was why he had the build of a bear.

Tang San's appearance was undeniably very similar to that of a black bear, so she instinctively assumed that his Martial Soul was one.

Hearing this, everyone from Shrek, including Zhao Wuji, twitched at the corners of their mouths and forced themselves not to laugh, because at first, they had thought the same thing.

But Tang San was completely enraged, his face dark as water.

"Meng Yiran, Martial Soul Snake Head Crutch, level thirty, two-ring Battle Soul Master."

Seeing that Tang San did not respond, Meng Yiran said no more. After declaring her Martial Soul and Soul Power level, she took a step forward and arrived before Tang San. Her two-meter-long Snake Head Crutch smashed directly toward his pitch-black head.

Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet, Tang San leaped backward. As he dodged the Snake Head Crutch, his First Spirit Ring lit up.

Blue vines covered in spikes instantly bound Meng Yiran, who was about to pursue Tang San, along with her Snake Head Crutch.

Just as Tang San was about to activate his Second Soul Skill, Parasite, and defeat Meng Yiran in one go, the Powerful Laxative Ning Chuan had taken earlier took effect.

Tang San felt a sharp cramp in his abdomen. Thinking it was just a fart, he released it without a second thought.

Pfft!

"Eugh!"

Everyone watching, including the Snake Woman on the other side, instinctively retreated several steps. Tang San had nearly suffocated them with the stench.

Good grief, shitting his pants halfway through a fight—this guy was truly something else.

Meng Yiran showed the same look of disgust, but her combat instincts were not bad. She did not retreat because of the stench coming from Tang San.

Both of her Spirit Rings lit up at once.

Her First Spirit Skill, Snake Blade, and Second Soul Skill, Snake Body, activated.

A two-foot-long, blue-green Snake Blade filled with deadly poison shot from the tongue at the tip of the Snake Head Crutch. Then, using Snake Body, Meng Yiran slithered out of the Blue Silver Grass's entanglement like a snake.

The Snake Blade then erupted with a fierce attack.

"What is going on with Tang San? How could he suddenly get diarrhea at a time like this?"

Oscar immediately panicked. This concerned his Spirit Ring.

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