Chapter 74 Tang San Collapsed because He Couldn't Move Even a Step Due to Holding His Poop!

Tang San's face turned green all of a sudden.

There was no reaction earlier, and there was no reaction later.

Why did he suddenly react when he was about to go on stage to participate in the soul fight?

In fact, Yu Xiaogang had just reminded him.

Unfortunately, he didn't notice it.

Tang San stretched out his hand to rub his stomach, and suddenly remembered the food that Yu Xiaogang bought for him that was about to go bad.

That was definitely the culprit for his stomachache now.

A trace of cold sweat emerged from Tang San's forehead, and now he was in unbearable pain.

As the saying goes, holding urine can take a thousand miles.

Holding shit is hard to move!

And people like Tang San who are in a hurry can't hold it at all.

He looked at the field with sweat all over his head, and the host had already walked up.

The soul fight was about to start, but his stomach was churning, the pain was unbearable, and it was imminent.

Tang San certainly didn't want to give up the first soul fight after returning to the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena.

He also wanted to prove himself again.

Prove it to the teacher.

Prove it to Dean Flanders.

Prove it to the other seven Shrek students.

Prove it to all those who had looked down on him before!

Thinking of this, Tang San clenched his fists.

Regardless of whether it would work or not, he grabbed a handful of previously stored medicinal herbs from the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlit Night.

Throwing it directly into his mouth and chewing it raw, he swallowed it.

The Xuantian Gong was running, and the medicinal effect quickly flowed through the meridians to all parts of the body.

It temporarily suppressed the surging in his stomach just now.

"We must fight quickly and decisively!"

Tang San had already thought about how to fight.

The time for fighting spirits cannot exceed five minutes.

Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.

There has been a saying since Dayu controlled the floods that it is better to drain than to block.

The effect of his current use of medicinal power to suppress is exactly blocking.

Only by releasing it like Yu Xiaogang just did can the effect be achieved.

"Next, let's invite his opponent, the twenty-fifth-level control-type fighting spirit master codenamed 'Shrek No. 8'!"

Just then, the host shouted out Tang San's codename.

"Both of you are great spirit masters participating in the fighting spirit for the first time in the Soto Great Fighting Spirit Arena. I wonder what kind of sparks they will create and whether they can bring us surprises?"

"Let's wait and see!"

Because he spent money to change his real name to a codename.

Then his previous record is equivalent to being invalid.

Now it can be said that everything starts from scratch.

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

If he was called out by the host after losing both games.

That would be a huge embarrassment.

When Tang San first appeared, there was not much applause from the audience around him when he walked onto the stage.

But he didn't think so.

Of course, he is not famous now, but as long as he takes steady steps and walks forward step by step.

There will be a day when he will be the center of attention and win everyone's applause.

After Yu Xiaogang's daily brainwashing, Tang San would brainwash himself from time to time.

In this moment, he was full of confidence again.

The surging in his stomach that was temporarily suppressed made Tang San forget the pain just now.

Standing on the stage, Tang San looked at his opponent.

Black robe and black hair, slender figure, good temperament.

But the soul power fluctuations around him were not very strong.

From the host's introduction just now, Tang San learned that this person's soul power was only level 23.

It was also the first time to participate in the soul fighting in the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena.

This made him more confident.

When his opponent saw Tang San's outfit, his brows frowned immediately.

"Wearing a mask?"

"Pretending?"

At this time, the audience around him gradually focused their attention on Tang San.

So mysterious, I guess his strength should be good, right?

This should be a wonderful battle.

There were cheers from the audience, and the atmosphere in the venue had already reached a small climax.

The host waved his hand and announced with a smile that the fighting spirit had begun.

"Shua~!"

The moment the words fell, the black-robed man began to activate his own soul power.

Then two soul rings, one white and one yellow, slowly rose from his feet.

At the same time, a pitch-black spear appeared in the man's hand.

It was his martial soul - the black rhino spear!

Tang San did not dare to neglect it, and also activated his soul power to release his own soul ring.

And at the same time, he began to operate Xuantian Gong.

The same two soul rings, one white and one yellow.

On his right hand, dark green blue silver grass grew out.

Then it was distributed around Tang San's body.

The audience frowned slightly.

Whether it was from the soul ring or the martial soul. The masked boy did not bring them many surprises.

Some people shook their heads.

Before the fighting began, their interest had already been reduced by half.

It was obvious that the expectations at the beginning were too high, and the follow-up was insufficient.

"Dang-~!"

The black-robed man flipped his right hand, and the spear stood heavily on the ground.

The contact point suddenly broke apart.

With the spear as the center, cracks extended half a meter like a spider web.

"Shua-~!"

With a flash of his figure, the black-robed man dragged the spear out and rushed towards Tang San.

"Wow-~!"

"What a fast speed!"

The audience was a little surprised. He was obviously a strong attacking spirit master.

But his speed was almost catching up with some agile attacking spirit masters.

It was really scary.

Not only the audience, Tang San was also a little frightened.

Tang San circled his hands in front of him, stepped on the ghost shadow, and used the crane control and dragon capture in his hand.

At the same time, blue silver grass like vines entangled the black-robed man from all directions.

First soul skill - blue silver entanglement!

The opponent attacked strongly, but the effect of his blue silver grass was not as good as Xuan Tian Gong.

To be safe, Tang San used all his moves.

"Hmph!"

The black-robed man sneered.

He swung his right arm hard, and the long spear dragged behind him suddenly turned the gun head.

It drew a beautiful arc in the air and swept heavily towards the blue silver grass in front of him.

"Shua!"

The shadow of the gun flashed by, and the blue silver grass was cut in half.

The terrifying gun wind made Tang San's body stagger.

After just one move, it was clear who was stronger and who was weaker.

The audience booed.

This is not going to end so soon, right?

Wearing a mask to pretend for a long time, but in the end, this is the level?

No one noticed that Tang San's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sinister smile,

"Second soul skill - parasitism!"

Tang San's soul power surged, and blue silver grass as thick as forearms grew out of the black-robed man's body without warning.

Then they intertwined and entangled with each other, wrapping the latter tightly with lightning speed.

"Hahahaha!"

Tang San, who attacked by surprise, couldn't help laughing out loud.

However, the next moment, his smile suddenly froze.

He stood there motionless as if petrified.

On his forehead, cold sweat ran down.

Tang San tentatively reached out and touched his pants.

Just now he used too much force, it seemed...

It broke!!!