The God of Farts' Final Curtain

"Second Soul Skill - Fart!"

Yu Xiaogang pointed a single finger to the sky, his backside brimming with energy, and suddenly unleashed a concentrated, Mega Stink Bomb!

The Mega Stink Bomb landed right in the formation of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team.

Tang San, Yu Feng, Shi Mo, Shi Mo quickly dodged, but they were still affected by Yu Xiaogang's attack. As for Oscar, he was almost hit by the Mega Stink Bomb because he didn't dodge in time.

However, although it didn't hit anyone, it still exploded right next to Oscar.

Oscar's face turned green; the poison had entered his body, and he was becoming dizzy and disoriented, nearly foaming at the mouth and collapsing to the ground.

Fortunately, he managed to make a Little Sausage and put it in his mouth, which relieved some of the poisoning symptoms.

"Hiss--"

The entire audience gasped in shock.

The audience members were all Soul Master themselves, and they weren't exactly unsophisticated, but Yu Xiaogang and Oscar's Martial Soul still sent chills down their spines.

Can these two things really become Martial Soul?

This match truly brought together the best of both worlds.

"Huffing and puffing."

A series of rapid pig squeals suddenly rang out on the arena. A phantom image of an old sow suddenly appeared behind Tang San, and Tang San himself was also possessed by the sow, with five Soul Ring— two yellow, two purple, and one black—rising from his feet.

In an instant, he became the center of attention.

"Damn, a level 50 Old Sow Martial Soul genius!"

"Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable! That old sow actually cultivated to level 50! I have a boar Martial Soul, so why am I still a Soul Grandmaster at 60 years old?"

"Mom, what kind of monster is that?"

Shocked exclamations echoed through the Soul Fighting Arena.

The All-Continent Elite Tournament for Advanced Soul Master Academy stipulates that participating Soul Master must be no older than 25. In other words, this Soul Master with the Old Sow Martial Soul must be under 25 years old to have cultivated to level 50+ with Trash Martial Soul, which is truly remarkable.

Tang San ignored the noise from the audience. His third Soul Ring lit up, "Third Soul Skill — Pig Roar!"

"Aww--"

Tang San's eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared urgently, making the sharp squeal that only pigs make when they are about to be killed.

The people from the Godwind Academy and Heaven Dou Royal Academy were affected; their bodies tensed, and they temporarily forgot to attack.

This is a mental attack skill that will have a negative impact on both parties.

Tang San seized the opportunity, his fourth Soul Ring lit up, and he unleashed his fourth Soul Skill— "Pig Hair Shake!"

Tang San flicked his hands, sending out fine pig hairs that looked like Ice Thorn towards Yu Xiaogang!

Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed, and he quickly broke free from the control. Seeing countless pig bristles shooting towards him, he activated his third Soul Skill in desperation, unleashing a Curry Mega-Fart.

Curry Mega-Fart turned a corner, heading towards the fine pig bristles, which were swept away by the storm.

Damn it! The Old Sow Martial Soul is too useless; my fourth Soul Skill is no match for Yu Xiaogang's third Soul Skill!

Tang San cursed inwardly. He even felt that the only useful part of the Old Sow Martial Soul was the "Pig Roar" Soul Skill, which could control others for a moment to make it easier for him to shoot Hidden Weapon. The other Soul Skill were really too useless.

However, he dared not use his full strength, because that would reveal his true identity to Yu Xiaogang.

To prevent Yu Xiaogang from recognizing him by Tang San scent again, he even reluctantly placed Xiao Wu's century-old Spirit Bone in the rest area.

Seeing that his fart had scattered the pig bristles, Yu Xiaogang revealed a smug smile and sneered, "You mere old sows think you can hurt me, Yu Xiaogang? You're still too green."

He didn't think much about Tang San attacking him first, because once Tang San realized that his so-called attack was just a fart, the first target to be defeated was no longer a support-type Soul Master, but him, Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang is aware of this.

Even in the current All-Continent Elite Tournament for Advanced Soul Master Academy, a saying has become popular, "We can lose the competition, Yu Xiaogang must die!"

"Come on, you scum of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, let me show you my Thunderfire Mega-Fart!"

Yu Xiaogang's First Soul Ring shone, and he stuck out his buttocks, launching five or six Thunderfire Mega-Fart at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy like a catapult!

Damn, Gangzi is really despicable!

Oscar hurriedly dodged, but still almost got hit by a Thunderfire Mega-Fart. Fortunately, Shi Mo raised his large shield and blocked it in time, though Shi Mo's face turned green.

"Shi Mo, protect Oscar. Mu Bai, hold off that Soul Master with the Wind Horse Martial Soul. Osler, I'll cover you as you approach Yu Xiaogang. Eliminate him first, or the entire arena will be filled with poison gas!" Tang San commanded upon seeing the situation.

"Okay!" everyone responded in unison.

"Oscar, give each of us an antidote sausage!" Tang San commanded once again.

"I've got a little wax chicken!" Oscar conjured up a bunch of Antidote Little Kun-Kun and quickly tossed them to several team members.

However, neither Osler nor Shi Mo could swallow them.

"You guys... never mind, if you feel dizzy, just eat it." Tang San didn't try to persuade them any further and swallowed it down in one gulp.

The battle began, Tang San assisted Osler in launching the first charge. However, under the swift attack of Feng Xiaotian and another teammate, Osler was the first to be eliminated...

Tang San watched anxiously, never expecting the Godwind Academy to be so powerful. He wished he could use his true strength on the spot, but he was also Gu Ji Yu Xiaogang, so he didn't even dare to reveal his Clear Sky Shoot.

Having no other choice, he activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, risking his life to overcome numerous obstacles and arrive in front of Yu Xiaogang of the Godwind Academy. There, he engaged in close combat with Yu Xiaogang, intending to forcefully eliminate him!

"You..." Yu Xiaogang didn't expect this burly man to be so agile, and hurriedly let out a Thunderfire Mega-Fart!

Tang San, however, disregarded everything and decided to trade blows, forcefully activating his fifth Soul Skill — Frozen Pork Charge!

His body instantly turned cold and hard, like a frozen, dead pig that had been frozen for months. He emanated a chilling aura and smashed through Thunderfire Mega-Fart, crashing into Yu Xiaogang!

"Ah! What the Heck, Sau Gang!" Yu Xiaogang exclaimed in shock, and quickly activated his fourth Soul Skill, which was also his only defensive Soul Skill.

But Tang San ignored it all and insisted on exchanging blows with him, even if it meant getting covered in excrement. He directly passed through the air barrier formed by the stench and launched a fierce attack on Yu Xiaogang.

"If you lose, I'll make you fart!"

Yu Xiaogang, also hardened in his heart, stuck out his buttocks and aimed them at his head.

"Puff puff puff puff--"

One fart after another blasted at Tang San, making his face turn green and bitter, his mouth twitch, his stomach churn, and he wished he could vomit on the spot.

"Bang!"

Finally, under Tang San's impact, Yu Xiaogang lost consciousness.

Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally dealt with Yu Xiaogang.

Just then, members of the Godwind Academy arrived to provide support, surrounding Tang San.