Douluo V: I, Cao De, Start by Winning Over Xiao Wu and Beating Up Tang San
Chapter 23

Oscar's Convenient Accidents, Tang San's Mouthful

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Zhao Wuji suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Stay here and behave."

With that, he swiftly set off to track down the Man Faced Demon Spider that had just escaped.

Tang San stood where he was, staring at Zhao Wuji's retreating back with frighteningly cold eyes.

"Oscar, why do you think Tang San wants this ten-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider? He can't absorb it anyway," Dai Mubai asked casually, resting a hand on Oscar's shoulder.

As for looking for Zhu Zhuqing, he still remembered Zhao Wuji's expression when he spoke earlier. If he went looking now, he might get beaten to death! So he decisively abandoned the idea.

"Who knows?" A vicious gleam flashed through Oscar's eyes as he spoke.

Bang! A gigantic spider dropped from the sky and crashed down in front of Oscar.

Immediately afterward, Zhao Wuji came soaring over from the distance and landed, kicking up a huge cloud of dust.

"The Man Faced Demon Spider!" Tang San's eyes burned with excitement. Seeing that the spider had only a breath left in it, he ran straight toward it.

"Oops!" Oscar cried out. The dagger slipped from his hand, falling in a direction that happened to lead straight toward the human face on the spider's abdomen.

"No!" Tang San cried out, but his hands moved with lightning speed, sending countless silver needles shooting toward the Man Faced Demon Spider.

Oscar happened to fall over as well, toppling toward the spider and catching every flying hidden weapon with his back.

Oscar hit the ground hard, blood spilling from his mouth.

A black Soul Ring emerged at that moment.

"Oscar!" Dai Mubai cried out, rushing over to check on him.

Seeing the silver needles densely packed across Oscar's back, Dai Mubai truly had no idea what to do.

He charged straight at Tang San, Soul Rings appearing around him as he swung a fist toward Tang San's face.

"You're courting death!" Tang San was filled with fury.

Just now, he had felt a hollow emptiness inside, as though some unseen force had taken something important from him.

That hollow feeling enraged him. Right now, all he wanted was to kill Oscar.

And now Dai Mubai had appeared in front of him, even daring to demand an accounting.

He might as well finish Dai Mubai off too. It wasn't as though Dai Mubai could beat him.

"Blue Silver Grass, Entanglement!" Tang San acted swiftly and decisively. Blue Silver Grass rapidly bound Dai Mubai's limbs, restricting his movements.

Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Tang San hurled more than a dozen hidden weapons at his face, philtrum, brow, heart, little brother... all sorts of places.

Dai Mubai had seen the power of Tang San's hidden weapons. They could even break through Zhao Wuji's defenses. He was beginning to regret his rash charge.

"Stop!"

A thunderous roar rang out, accompanied by an enormous downward pull from the ground.

The flying hidden weapons plunged into the earth. Tang San and Dai Mubai were flattened directly against the ground, their faces pressed into the dirt, looking utterly wretched.

Tang San felt his face touch something soft and unidentified. A pungent stench burrowed into his nostrils, making him terribly nauseous.

Clever as he was, Tang San had already guessed what it was. Anger consumed his reason as he forced a sound out of his throat.

"Zhao... urgh."

Tang San managed only the word "Zhao" before the sour stench invaded his mouth and assaulted his taste buds, making him retch uncontrollably.

After retching, he drew a sharp breath, sucking more of that sour, foul air into his mouth and triggering another uncontrollable bout.

Urgh... urgh... urgh... urgh...

Tang San continued retching like this. Each heave shook his entire body, spreading the shit pressed against his face more and more evenly.

His eyes filled with tears, whether from anger or the fumes, no one could say.

Zhao Wuji knew nothing of Tang San's current predicament. His chest was filled with rage.

Tang San had been ordering his own teacher around. For his father's sake, Zhao Wuji had endured it and brought the soul beast back for him. Yet after he returned, Tang San had actually attacked Oscar and even tried to kill Dai Mubai.

However much Zhao Wuji feared Tang San's father, he was furious now.

So he unleashed his Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement, without holding anything back.

He wanted Tang San to know that he had a temper too!!!

Zhao Wuji crouched down to examine Oscar's injuries. The more he looked, the deeper his brow furrowed.

He had practically watched Oscar grow up, and now his back was densely covered in needle punctures.

Zhao Wuji's anger burned hotter, and he abruptly increased the Soul Power sustaining his Soul Skill.

Dai Mubai felt as though a giant boulder had suddenly slammed onto him. His face flushed crimson.

After all the shaking of Tang San's head as he retched, the shit had ended up right in front of him. Through sheer stubborn will, Tang San resisted the urge to retch again, or he would be getting up close and personal with it.

Tang San was congratulating himself on his powerful will when the sudden surge of Soul Power caught him off guard.

He had no attention to spare for the pain in his body. Desperately, he channeled every ounce of strength into his neck to keep his head from sinking any farther.

However hard he struggled, even though he had been a genius at stealing secret teachings in his previous life, even though his father was Tang Hao...

In the end, he still failed to hold out.

Splat!

Another intimate encounter. A soft sensation met his lips, and the sour stench flooded his nostrils. Tang San fought back the urge to retch.

If he retched, he would be done for. Fortunately, he managed to hold on.

"Tang San, where's the antidote?" A thunderous roar swept over him, accompanied by a crushing pressure of Soul Power.

Zhao Wuji's roar became the final push that made him eat shit.

Tang San's face sank into the shit again. The soft substance touched the tip of his nose, and at last he could no longer hold back.

He began retching outright. His whole body shook with each heave, and his face involuntarily thrust forward.

A soft, black lump entered his mouth just like that.

Feeling the foreign substance in his mouth, Tang San spat it straight out. But the softness surrounding his mouth and nose made him retch uncontrollably.

Urgh... spit...

Urgh... spit...

Urgh... spit...

A new cycle began.

Seeing Tang San facing away from him and constantly shaking his head, Zhao Wuji grew even angrier.

"Tang San, I asked you where the antidote is!!" Zhao Wuji's Soul Power-laced voice exploded.

Tang San's head sank even deeper.

Urgh...

Seeing that Tang San was still shaking his head, Zhao Wuji strode over, grabbed him by the back of the neck, and hauled him up.

Tang San, who had been facing away from Zhao Wuji all this time, was lifted into the air.

"Tang-" The furious shout Zhao Wuji had been about to unleash died as soon as he saw Tang San's face.

Black stuff covered half his face. His nostrils, teeth, eyelids, and eyebrows were all filled with the dark substance.

The pungent odor reached Zhao Wuji's nostrils, confirming exactly what that black stuff was.

Zhao Wuji immediately let go and took out a tissue to wipe his hand.

It was simply too filthy!!

Tang San had another intimate encounter with the ground, but there was no shit this time. A trail of tears ran down his face, and he passed out with peace of mind.

After wiping his hand, Zhao Wuji glanced at Tang San and felt a little uneasy. He promptly canceled his Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement.

Dai Mubai slowly climbed off the ground, feeling as though his body was about to fall apart.

Seeing Tang San still lying there, he couldn't help feeling curious.

He isn't dead, is he? Dai Mubai wondered.

He immediately went over to check, and the sight gave him a shock. Had Tang San been poisoned?!

"Mubai, take Tang San to wash up," Zhao Wuji ordered with a dry cough.

"Yes, Teacher Zhao." Dai Mubai didn't understand what washing a poisoned Tang San would accomplish, but he obeyed anyway.

As he approached Tang San, a pungent, sour stench invaded his mouth, making him retch. "Where did this shit come from?"

Dai Mubai frowned and checked beneath his feet. He hadn't stepped in any shit, so where was the smell coming from?!

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