Tang San Could Only Spit Out Crap

Oscar sat in the corner. At the mention of poison, his eyes lit up.

He leaned forward and cut in. "Grandmaster, in that case, my Second Spirit Skill, Laba Garlic, happens to cure poison. What a coincidence, right?"

He rubbed his hands together.

"Laba Garlic is great at detoxifying. I guarantee it'll make their Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison useless."

Tang San sat at the far end. Hearing Oscar, he curled his lip.

He snorted inwardly.

Oscar, who are you trying to fool?

Your Second Spirit Skill is the most useless one there is, and you think it can cure poison?

Its detoxifying effect is garbage. I never used it in my previous life.

When Ma Hongjun was accidentally poisoned by the Eight Spider Lances, your Second Spirit Skill didn't help him at all. It was just as useless against Dugu Yan.

What's a little garlic juice supposed to do against poison on the level of Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison?

Those thoughts reached Oscar like a slap across the face.

His smile froze for an instant, then anger flared in his eyes.

He lowered his head, but inside, he was already cursing.

Fuck you, Tang San!

If you can't say anything decent, keep your damn mouth shut!

What do you mean, "the most useless"?

Right, you're so useful. Your two healing skills combined can't match one piece of my tofu!

Your Blue Silver Healing can barely handle a scrape, and Life Sharing is a joke. Who the hell do you think you're fooling?

After that tirade, he took a deep breath and forced his anger down.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Oscar, his tone gentler than before.

"Oscar, your Laba Garlic can indeed cure poison, but I'm afraid it won't be enough to fully counter Jade Phosphorous Serpent venom."

He paused. "The