Farting Pig Yu Xiaogang!

Chu Qing glanced at them, ignored them, and continued eating.

"Brother, who are they? They don't look like they have good intentions," Ning Rongrong asked uneasily.

"Just two pieces of trash, it's nothing. Keep eating," Chu Qing said without changing his expression, then continued to eat the food on the table as if no one else was there.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned livid: "What did you say! Stand up right now!"

Chu Qing grew annoyed and said: "What? The 29th-rank genius theorist of the soul world, Grandmaster, is going to teach me some new, novel theoretical knowledge again?"

"Or does your genius disciple want to spar with me again?"

Yu Xiaogang's face was livid, but this time he spoke with a sinister grin: "What, do you still think this is Nuoding Junior Academy? Do you still think Director Su is shielding you? Let me tell you, this is Suotuo City! A mere soul master, and you dare to boast?"

Tang San's expression was cold and stern; he had already prepared the hidden weapons in his hands. Over the past few years, he had dreamed of this guy who bullied him. He had secretly crafted many hidden weapons, all for the sake of killing him in one strike when they met again!

The people in the restaurant also cast curious glances.

"Heh, a piece of trash, plus a disciple who is also a piece of trash—even here in Suotuo City, what can you possibly do?" Chu Qing sneered.

"You... you!" Grandmaster trembled all over with rage, the wrinkles on his withered face even showing signs of fury.

"Fine! You arrogant brat, you truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth! You're courting death!"

Following this, Grandmaster channeled his soul power, and two yellow soul rings suddenly lit up: "Luo Sanpao! Come out!"

A comical little pig suddenly appeared before him, still grunting.

First Soul Skill! Fart like thunder, earth-shattering Luo Sanpao!

Instantly, an unbearable stench swept through the entire restaurant, causing the diners to cover their mouths one by one.

A middle-aged man with a livid face finally couldn't help but shout: "Fight if you want to fight, but what is the meaning of farting?"

With someone taking the lead, the rest of the crowd couldn't help but burst into uproarious laughter. But soon, after inhaling the foul air, their expressions changed, and they scrambled to cover their noses and mouths.

Some couldn't help but shout: "Boss! Open the windows quickly!!!"

Chu Qing said: "Is this all the strength you have?!"

He then immediately took out the Aromatic Silk Beauty from his Storage Ring, and a burst of strange, immortal energy instantly blocked the assault of the stench.

Ning Rongrong also let go of her nose, frowned, and said: "Was this old man's martial soul born in a cesspit? Why is it so stinky!"

Tang San, however, looked stern as he stared at the Aromatic Silk Beauty in Chu Qing's hand: "How did you get that?"

Chu Qing smiled without answering, completely ignoring Tang San's words, and simply looked at Grandmaster with provocation.

Although he hadn't said a word, humiliation was already plastered all over Yu Xiaogang.

As a "Grandmaster" of soul theory, he naturally knew that his second soul skill would also have no effect on this immortal treasure.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes darted around, and he spoke: "What, afraid to reveal your soul rings? Only capable of opportunistic tricks?"

"I told you long ago, your soul rings should have been defensive types. You didn't listen to me, and now you probably aren't even at level twelve, right?"

"In this Douluo Continent, no one understands soul power better than I do!" Yu Xiaogang laughed triumphantly.

Ning Rongrong frowned and stepped forward, just about to speak, but Chu Qing stopped her.

"What? You want to bring humiliation upon yourself that badly? Fine, then I'll satisfy you!"

As he spoke, Chu Qing put away the Aromatic Silk Beauty. He channeled his soul power, and the pitch-black Nihility Devouring Flame suddenly manifested behind him, forming a massive phantom, while one yellow and one purple soul ring circled around Chu Qing.

"What! Two soul rings?" Both Grandmaster and Tang San were shocked!

The words they had just spoken whipped back against them! Their withered, old faces turned bright red in an instant!

However, due to their dark complexions, it wasn't very noticeable.

Grandmaster feigned composure and said: "So what! It's just a stroke of luck!"

"Second Soul Skill! Fart like mist! Hypnotic slumber Luo Sanpao!"

A pale yellow mist, also emitting a foul stench, rushed toward Chu Qing.

Chu Qing frowned; although Grandmaster's move didn't have much power, it was truly disgusting.

Ning Rongrong covered her nose once again.

Having been pampered since childhood, where had she ever smelled such a stench?

Tang San, who had been watching like a tiger from the sidelines, saw his chance. Thinking Chu Qing had been hit, he hurriedly channeled his soul power. Instantly, countless Blue Silver Grass vines grew from Chu Qing's side, poised to bind his body.

Tang San's face showed triumph. He knew that this Blue Silver Grass entanglement wasn't just for control; it also carried toxins. Combined with Grandmaster's hypnotic mist, Chu Qing was bound to fall into his hands this time!

And the hidden weapons he had polished for years were also triggered in an instant, firing from his body!

Chu Qing remained disdainful. He didn't release a soul skill, but instead simply manipulated the Nihility Devouring Flame to consume a small patch of space in front of him. Tang San's incoming hidden weapons and Yu Xiaogang's mist were instantly swallowed by the void.

"What! What kind of soul skill is this? How have I never seen it before?!" Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang's face was filled with shock as he spoke.

Tang San was also secretly alarmed! The killing blow he had meticulously prepared for years, the hidden weapons the Tang Sect prided itself on, had been broken by Chu Qing just like that!

Endless humiliation instantly enveloped his entire body!

Chu Qing said: "The shocking part is yet to come. Look behind you, you two."

The two of them were startled and turned around. They saw a space rift the size of a person suddenly appear, and their previous attacks—the poisonous mist, the hidden arrows, and more—suddenly struck them from behind!

Yu Xiaogang was caught off guard, struck by Tang San's Sleeve Arrow and his own poisonous mist, while Tang San, despite immediately activating his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, was still hit by several arrows!

Both men spat out a mouthful of blood!

Yu Xiaogang was now unconscious, collapsing to the ground. Tang San, however, raved madly, "I refuse to accept this, I refuse! Why, why must you always hold me down!"

Without further hesitation, he cast aside all caution and unleashed his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer!

He then employed the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, using his calves as the core to launch an instantaneous assault on Chu Qing!

Ning Rongrong was startled at the sight of this hammer; she felt as though she had seen this war hammer somewhere before.

Chu Qing remained calm in the face of danger, using only a ball of flame to knock Tang San, who was wielding the Clear Sky Hammer, to the ground. He stepped forward and planted a foot firmly on Tang San's chest, saying in a deep voice, "Trash is trash for a lifetime! You should have been counting your blessings that I wasn't looking for you, yet you dare to come and trouble me!" With that, he stomped on Tang San's chest a few more times before finally lifting his foot.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot and wide with rage, glaring fixedly at the boy who stood before him like a devil, secretly swearing in his heart, "One day, I will kill him with my own hands!"

Afterward, Chu Qing didn't even glance at the two of them, taking Ning Rongrong and leaving the scene.