My Poison Resistance is Maxed Out!

Dugu Bo finished laughing and looked down at this kid who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

"Hahahaha, Yanyan, this friend of yours doesn't seem to have a very functional brain!"

He raised his hand, a wisp of ink-green soul power condensing at his fingertip.

"Kid, even an ordinary Soul Ancestor couldn't withstand this wisp of poison. Don't blame me if you die; you brought this upon yourself!"

Dugu Yan closed her eyes, her voice cracking as she cried out, "No!"

Dugu Bo flicked his finger.

That wisp of ink-green soul power shot toward Lin Jiang like an arrow, instantly sinking into his body.

Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, a cold sneer on his face.

It would be better if he died.

It would save this kid from bewitching Yanyan so thoroughly.

He glanced at Dugu Yan, who had her eyes closed and dared not look, thinking to himself: Yanyan, don't blame this old man for being heartless. This kid's fate was sealed.

Then, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang stood where he was, completely unharmed.

Not only was he unharmed, he even let out a yawn.

Dugu Bo: "..."

He rubbed his eyes.

Lin Jiang was still there.

Not only was he still there, he even smiled at him.

"Senior Dugu, this poison of yours..." Lin Jiang scratched his cheek, "is a bit itchy."

Dugu Bo's pupils shook.

What the hell???

That wisp of his poison was something even a Soul Ancestor couldn't withstand!

This brat was acting like nothing happened??

"Impossible!" Dugu Bo stepped forward, grabbed Lin Jiang's wrist, and probed with his soul power.

Then, he froze.

Lin Jiang's body was clean.

Forget about toxins; there wasn't even a trace left behind.

It was as if that ball of poison had been directly digested.

Dugu Bo let go of his hand, took a step back, and stared at Lin Jiang with wide eyes.

"You... what exactly are you?"

Lin Jiang blinked. "A human."

Dugu Bo: "..."

A human?

You call this a normal human?

He turned his head to look at Dugu Yan.

Dugu Yan had already opened her eyes and was looking at Lin Jiang with pleasant surprise, her eyes shining like stars.

"Lin Jiang! You're really okay!"

She rushed over and checked him up and down, confirming that Lin Jiang hadn't lost a single hair, and was so excited she almost jumped for joy.

Dugu Bo stood where he was, feeling completely unsettled.

His poison, which he took such pride in, was treated like air by a kid?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

That wisp of poison must have been too weak!

Seeing the unconvinced expression on Dugu Bo's face, Lin Jiang grinned. "Senior, feel free to increase the intensity of the poison! I'll take whatever you've got!"

Dugu Yan: "???"

She grabbed Lin Jiang's sleeve. "Are you crazy! That was already enough; why are you provoking him!"

Dugu Bo's eyes, however, lit up. "Hahahaha! Good!"

He also wanted to regain his dignity.

As the dignified Poison Douluo, if he couldn't even poison a kid, how could he show his face in the future?

Dugu Bo raised his hand, and this time, his dark green soul power was ten times more concentrated than before!

"Kid, don't go crying this time!"

He pushed his palm forward, and the toxins surged into Lin Jiang's body like a tidal wave.

Lin Jiang let out a burp.

Dugu Bo: "..."

He took a deep breath and raised his hand again.

Ten times more toxin!

Lin Jiang's expression remained unchanged.

"Again!"

Dugu Bo gritted his teeth.

Add more!

Lin Jiang remained calm and composed.

"Continue!"

Dugu Bo's eyes turned red.

He refused to believe it!

A quarter of an hour later.

Dugu Bo braced his hands on his knees, gasping for air.

The ground around him had been pitted and scarred by the toxins; the flowers, grass, and trees in the courtyard had all withered, and even the stones had turned black.

Yet Lin Jiang stood in the center of the wreckage, completely unharmed.

Not only was he unharmed, he even brushed the dust off his clothes.

"Senior, are you tired? Would you like to take a break before we continue?"

Dugu Bo looked up at him, his eyes filled with existential doubt.

He had just unleashed his full firepower!

All of his toxins!

That was the strongest poison of the Poison Douluo! Even a peak Douluo would have to shed a layer of skin!

And yet this kid...

Was acting like nothing happened?

Dugu Bo tremblingly reached out and pinched his own thigh.

It hurt.

It wasn't a dream.

Then his reputation as Dugu Bo...

Dugu Yan was stunned, watching from the side.

She covered her mouth, her eyes wide as saucers.

Just how many secrets did Lin Jiang have?

Now she completely believed it; everything the simulator said was true!

Lin Jiang would definitely become a god!

Lin Jiang looked at Dugu Bo's expression of existential crisis and was overjoyed.

1000% poison resistance—it truly hadn't been a waste to acquire.

He looked up, revealing an innocent, harmless smile.

"Senior Dugu, do you believe now that I can cure your poison?"

Dugu Bo was silent for three seconds.

Then he took a deep breath.

"Come inside to talk."

He turned and walked away, his pace much faster than when he had arrived.

Lin Jiang and Dugu Yan exchanged a glance and followed.

Dugu Bo walked in front, his mind in turmoil.

This kid's constitution...

Could it be even more poisonous than mine?

Or perhaps he has some method to absorb toxins?

Regardless of what it is, this kid is definitely no ordinary person!

Meanwhile, at Notting Academy.

A crowd had gathered around the playground.

Xiao Chenyu stood in the center, arms crossed over his chest, looking at the work-study students opposite him with a look of disdain.

"Xiao Chenyu, sixth-grade student. Martial Soul: Wolf. Level 11, one-ring Battle Spirit Master."

As he announced his credentials, a wave of cheers erupted from the surrounding crowd.

Opposite him, Tang San stood expressionless.

"Tang San, first-grade work-study student. Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level 11, one-ring Tool Spirit Master."

"Pfft—"

Someone in the crowd burst into laughter.

"Blue Silver Grass? Can that thing even fight?"

"Daring to challenge a sixth-grader as a first-year? Is his brain broken?"

The corner of Xiao Chenyu's mouth curled up: "Work-study student, there's still time to admit defeat."

Tang San said nothing, simply and silently assuming a combat stance.

With the Pole Vault in hand, the world is mine!

"You don't know what's good for you!" Xiao Chenyu snorted coldly, Martial Soul Possession!

Wolf claws extended, his figure surged in size, and he lunged at Tang San like a black shadow!

The next second.

Tang San moved.

"First Spirit Skill—Pole Vault!"

A jade-green bamboo pole appeared out of thin air in his hands, and he braced it against the ground—

His entire body soared into the air!

Xiao Chenyu lunged at empty space, charging right past beneath Tang San's feet.

Tang San landed steadily behind him, retracted the bamboo pole, and struck a dashing pose.

"Nice!" A burst of cheers erupted from the work-study student camp.

Tang San laughed wildly inside: Hahahaha! That's right! The Pole Vault is truly powerful! The Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo was worth absorbing!

Xiao Chenyu turned around, his face livid.

"If you have the guts, stop dodging!"

He lunged again.

Tang San braced his bamboo pole and leaped once more.

Xiao Chenyu charged beneath him.

Land, turn, lunge again.

Tang San jumped again.

Lunge again, jump again.

Lunge again, jump again.

On the playground, Xiao Chenyu was sprinting back and forth like a mad dog, while Tang San hopped up and down like a flea.

Every time Xiao Chenyu lunged over, Tang San would pole vault over him, landing steadily behind his back.

And every single time—

He vaulted right over the top of his head.

Xiao Chenyu's face turned green.

What a humiliating disgrace!

He, the dignified son of the Notting City lord, was being played like a monkey? And kept being vaulted over his head?

"Brothers!" Xiao Chenyu roared, "All together now!"

A dozen or so sixth-grade students swarmed forward!

Tang San's smile froze on his face.

"???"

"You guys have no martial virtue!"