The Bloodied Manure Fork vanished into nothing, while the Three-Feces Power exploded.
Blue, green, and yellow fecal qi instantly filled the lottery shop. Within the mist, the spectral shapes of a dragon, a great tree, and a Sacred Scarab could vaguely be seen.
Their gloomy gazes swept over Liu Zheng and Panda, who stood closest, before settling on the shopkeeper.
Then they let out grief-stricken, furious roars and lunged at the shopkeeper, carrying all the fecal qi with them.
To avoid becoming targets of the Three-Feces Power, Liu Zheng had already had a doctor remove his and Panda's intestines and sew their assholes shut before they came.
Now, the shopkeeper was the only one in the lottery shop capable of excreting.
"What the hell is this?"
The penetrating stench made the shopkeeper frown.
He drew a square with his left hand and a circle with his right. A tornado sprang up between his hands, sucking the fecal qi into it.
"Yin-Yang Two-Qi Formation, retract!"
At Panda's mental command, the two little banners immediately returned and wrapped around its paws.
"Mixed Elixir Thunderbolt Palm!"
It leaped up and brought both paws down toward the shopkeeper's head.
"You call that a palm technique?"
Attacked from above and below, the shopkeeper remained utterly calm. He simply opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.
His thick tongue was covered in a greasy white coating, but its tip was vividly red, as though painted with cinnabar.
"Tongue unleashes spring thunder-ha!"
The shopkeeper flicked his tongue, sending a red bolt of lightning into Panda's paws.
"Aah!"
Two charred streaks were blasted across the yin-yang banners. Trembling mournfully, they automatically returned to Panda's body, while two wounds deep enough to expose bone appeared on its paws.
Without the yin-yang banners' protection, those two paws would probably