"Chu, Chu Hao, what, what are you doing?"
Yu Xiaogang grew somewhat frightened as he watched Chu Hao slowly approach.
Was this brat about to attack him?
"Beat you up!"
Chu Hao answered coldly, swung his fist, and punched him in the stomach, sending him flying.
"You, you..."
Yu Xiaogang clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground, his face pale. The pain left him unable to breathe, let alone fight back. That single punch had rendered him completely helpless.
Chu Hao looked at the utterly defenseless Yu Xiaogang, but he had no intention of letting him off easily.
Since Bibi Dong had begun to rekindle her old feelings for him, Chu Hao had to nip them in the bud.
Though he could not openly kill Yu Xiaogang, he could keep humiliating him until he knew better and backed off.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Before Yu Xiaogang could react, Chu Hao flashed before him again and wildly slapped his face without holding back in the slightest.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Xiaogang's entire face had swollen into a pig's head.
"Damn it, I'll kill you!"
When had Yu Xiaogang ever endured such humiliation? Taking advantage of Chu Hao's inattention, he immediately summoned his martial soul.
In an instant, a chubby, floppy-eared little dog appeared before him.
"First Soul Skill: Fart Like Thunder, Shaking Heaven and Splitting Earth, Luo Sanpao!"
Yu Xiaogang roared as his first soul ring lit up.
Luo Sanpao's belly suddenly swelled, and it released an earth-shakingly foul fart.
At the sight of it, Chu Hao quickly retreated several meters.
It was not that he feared the power of Yu Xiaogang's first soul skill. It simply stank too badly. He could not take it.
"Second Soul Skill: Fart Like Smoke, Hypnotic Slumber, Luo Sanpao!"
Seeing Chu Hao