Eight-Stage Explosive Kill Throw

Tang San's eyes were filled with admiration and deep concern.

Teacher's theories truly were unmatched in the world.

This kind of Spirit Ring combination chained one ring after another, giving the enemy no chance to catch their breath.

But what if Lin Xiao really added Fart Spirit Rings to his later rings? How was he supposed to deal with that?

Teacher, oh Teacher, how could you give advice to my enemy?

"Gangzi, are you sick in the head?"

Lin Xiao looked utterly speechless and pointed at his temple.

"Fart Spirit Rings? Are you expecting me to be like you and spend my whole life unable to break through Rank 30?

Besides, what use are your two Fart Spirit Rings? They can't kill anyone with a fart. All they can do is disgust people, and even you get caught in it."

That struck a sore spot.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned green, then white.

He was so furious that he stamped his feet.

"What do you know? My Martial Soul degenerated! My Martial Soul held me back! Otherwise, I definitely would have become a powerhouse!"

"And you're using the principles of a trash Martial Soul to define mine? You're seriously sick."

"You!!"

"Flender, say something!"

Yu Xiaogang turned toward Flender at the side and shouted, casting him a pleading look.

Flender stood there with a troubled expression.

On one side was his brother of many years; on the other was Lin Xiao, someone he could not afford to provoke.

"Hey, Xiaogang, don't get angry. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has specialists responsible for matching Spirit Rings, so they must have their reasons.

You don't understand, so maybe..."

"I don't understand? Who am I? Me! A master! The number one authority on theory! You're saying I don't understand?!"

Looking at Yu Xiaogang