Their faces were full of confusion.
What's the name of this move?
Soul Skill Or a curse?
Or is it some kind of mental attack?
They had never heard of any ability being activated using such ridiculous words.
But in the next second, the confusion on their faces suddenly turned into another expression.
Because... their stomachs reacted.
It's like a turbulent feeling caused by a living thing running rampant in the intestines.
The impulse came without warning, but in an instant it rose to an almost uncontrollable level.
Their legs began to weaken uncontrollably, their knees were slightly bent, their inner thigh muscles tightened desperately, and their whole bodies were trembling.
They forcibly stopped the urge to release.
After all, he is a strong person of Soul Saint level, and his control over his body is far beyond that of ordinary people.
Even though Cursed Speech directly affects their physiological functions, they still rely on willpower to lock the last line of defense.
But that impulse continues to grow.
Like the rising tide of sea water, one wave after another keeps hitting the dam of their will.
"No, I want to go to the toilet..."
The complexion of the burly Soul Saint changed from ruddy to pig liver color, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"You want it too? I want it too..."
The situation of skinny Soul Saint is not much better.
His thin face was wrinkled at the moment, his cheekbones were more prominent than usual, and his dark green pupils were full of pain and disbelief.
Lu Ren Looking at the embarrassed appearance of the two of them, the snake-eye curse lines on both sides of the mouth slowly faded, and the Fang Pattern on the tongue also gradually disappeared.
He folded his hands in front of his chest, with a half-smiling expression on his face, as if he was enjoying an interesting performance. Rather, he wanted to see how effective Cursed Speech could be.
"Why are you leaving? As the saying goes, visitors are guests. I am a very hospitable person. It took a long time for guests to come. You are the first guests we entertain. How could I have the nerve to let you leave so casually?"
His tone was light and airy, as if he was asking an old friend to sit with him for a while longer.
But there was no smile in the depths of those clear eyes.
"Get away!!!"
The burly Soul Saint no longer cares about Holy Attribute Soul Master or any rewards for his achievements.
He covered his stomach with one hand, and Soul Power light emerged from the other hand, obviously intending to activate the skill.
But because of the impulse in his stomach, his movements were obviously deformed. In addition, whenever he made a big movement, the muscles in his abdomen would relax slightly due to exertion, causing the surging impulse to take advantage of the situation and make his legs weak again.
"Let us go, we have to go to the toilet..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Ren.
"What will happen if I don't let go?"
Lu Ren tilted his head, his tone full of disdain, like a bad primary school student who was bullying his classmates.
The face of the burly Soul Saint turned completely ferocious.
His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.
Seven Soul Ring were spinning crazily at his feet, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.
He's going to fight hard.
Even if his stomach is going to explode, he must first cut the boy who teased him into pieces.
Seventh Soul Ring lights up, Martial Soul Avatar!
But the moment he used Martial Soul Avatar, a long and dull sound came from his buttocks.
"Prrrrrrrr..."
The sound was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.
The burly Soul Saint froze in action.
The huge Soul Power was still burning around him, and the majestic pressure of Martial Soul Avatar still filled the audience, but none of this could cover up the fact that the sound had just happened.
His body was trembling slightly...
I, I really couldn't hold it back.
The feeling of release that could no longer be suppressed, at the moment when he pushed Soul Power with all his strength and released Martial Soul Avatar, his abdominal muscles relaxed involuntarily, breaking through the last line of defense of his will.
At this moment, he was completely relieved.
Martial Soul Avatar was automatically released the moment he gave up. He sat down on the ground and stared at Sky Manipulation with empty eyes. The expression on his face was one that transcended shame, transcended anger, and even transcended all emotions, falling into complete nothingness.
It seems like everything around you doesn't matter anymore.
What Holy Spirit Cult, what Holy Attribute Soul Master, what rewards for merit, what Soul Saint's dignity, these are all unimportant.
The important thing is that he has done it, done it in full view of the public.
This has happened and is irreversible.
Now that the worst has happened, what is there to be afraid of?
"Na."
He suddenly spoke, and his voice seemed to come from far away.
"Have you ever experienced... the feeling of being released in front of a large public, with so many people watching?"
His head slowly turned to the thin Soul Saint next to him, his eyes as empty as two dry ancient wells.
The thin Soul Saint also lifted Martial Soul Avatar at this time and collapsed on the ground.
His situation is no better than the burly Soul Saint, or even worse.
Because he is thinner and his pants are looser, the smell spreads more fully.
He put his hands on the ground behind him and looked up at Sky Manipulation, with the same expression on his face as his companion.
It was a feeling of emptiness like an out-of-body experience.
"Well, it can be said that I am the person who understands your feelings best now..."
His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and every word was filled with deep despair and a feeling of sympathy.
An indescribable stench emanated from them.
The smell was as strong as poisonous gas, spreading around the two of them.
Nana and a few others were still holding on to their injuries and wanted to step forward to help. The moment they smelled this smell, their faces suddenly changed.
"Ugh..."
A young man couldn't hold it back first and rushed to the corner with his mouth covered and retched.
Others also retreated one after another, all the way to the edge of the courtyard wall, with their backs pressed against the wall, wishing they could embed themselves into the wall.
It's not that they are disloyal, it's that the smell is beyond the physiological limits that humans can bear.
Even Ji Juechen, a swordsman who could cut with his sword without changing his expression when faced with anything, silently took three steps back at this moment.
His expression is still calm, but if you look carefully, you will find that his nose is twitching slightly, which is because he is trying to breathe through his mouth instead of his nose.
Lu Ren also pinched his nose.
He stood a few meters away from the two Soul Saints, pinched his nose with his thumb and index finger, and said in a booming voice:
"You two are so shameless? Is it so unhygienic to release it in front of others?"
Although he said this, his eyes were very calm, and he was still silently calculating the data of the previous round of confrontation in his heart.
Although these two Evil Soul Master are Soul Saint, Spiritual Power is much lower than myself.
His Spiritual Power has reached Spirit Abyss Realm, and the Spiritual Power level of these two people is at best equivalent to the Spirit Sea Realm. There is still a huge gap between them and Spirit Abyss Realm.
The effectiveness of Cursed Speech depends on the Spiritual Power gap between the two parties. The greater the gap, the stronger the effect and the smaller the backlash.
And their resistance ability is far worse than Ji Juechen.
Ji Juechen After being hit by "Shit", although he couldn't control his physiological impulse, he at least had time to rush into the toilet and close the door, retaining the last trace of his dignity.
As for these two Evil Soul Master Soul Saint, from the time Cursed Speech takes effect to the collapse of the defense line, it only takes a few sentences.
They are all targets whose cultivation level is higher than Lu Ren, but the gap in resistance is so huge.
Among them, there should be a gap in willpower.
Ji Juechen This person is as stubborn as a piece of steel that has been tempered thousands of times. He will follow the path he has determined to the end, never doubting, let alone shrinking.
His Sword Intent is an extension of his personality, which is pure, focused, and would rather break than bend.
This level of willpower would be difficult for even Cursed Speech to completely defeat in a short period of time.
And these two Evil Soul Master cultivated by devouring other people's resentments and souls, taking a twisted shortcut.
Their strength comes easily, but their will is like rotten wood that has been eaten away by moths. It looks strong on the outside, but it is riddled with holes on the inside.
Once you encounter an attack that directly affects the will level, your true colors will be revealed.