Chapter 75 The First Person to Run Wild in the Fighting Spirit Arena, Tang San!

"Hmm?"

"With such a good opportunity, why didn't he do anything, but just stood there motionless?"

"I don't understand."

"What the hell is he doing here?"

"Are you not afraid of getting fucked?"

The audience in the audience couldn't understand Tang San's current behavior, and even felt a little dissatisfied.

Now the black-robed man was tightly wrapped in blue silver grass, like a zongzi.

Tang San didn't take this opportunity to lock in the victory and end the fighting spirit.

Instead, he stood in the field, wondering what he was thinking.

Of course, they didn't know that Tang San couldn't care so much now.

Just now, when he touched his pants, he already felt a warm feeling.

Not only on his hands, but now his thighs also felt it.

Even a foul smell had quietly spread.

It's just that the space in the big fighting spirit field is very wide, and the air circulation is very good.

Now only he can smell it.

The audience is still far away, so naturally they can't feel any smell.

The black-robed man who was trying to break free from the restraints of the blue silver grass smelled a strange smell.

Worried that the blue silver grass might release toxins, he immediately held his breath.

But the strength in his hands continued to increase, and the inner layer of the blue silver grass began to crack.

Now there are two choices in front of Tang San.

The first choice is to completely defeat the opponent in front of him.

But he must move a lot, and if so, his image will definitely not be saved.

Maybe he will become famous in one battle.

After all, he had diarrhea when participating in the fighting spirit.

This is the first person in ancient and modern times!

If he is not careful, he will be in the history books.

There is also a second choice, to admit defeat directly and then slowly walk down the ring.

In this way, although he lost the fighting spirit, his face can still be saved.

No one will notice that he has diarrhea.

At this time, Flanders in the audience frowned slightly.

From his angle, he is behind Tang San.

He didn't know why the boy suddenly stopped and stood there motionless.

Huo, Dai Mubai and others who were standing in the audience watching the game were also a little confused.

This time Tang San was not crushed.

But it was also within their expectations.

A level 25 Great Spirit Master was crushed by a level 23 Great Spirit Master.

Tang San should leave early in the future, not to mention that he was from Shrek Academy.

They can't afford to lose this person.

"How is the arrangement of the fighting spirit?"

Flanders, who was wondering, suddenly heard a voice from beside him.

Then a middle-aged man sat in the empty seat next to him.

Hearing such a familiar voice, Flanders didn't even turn his head and answered directly,

"It's arranged, Tang San is the first game, and he is on the court now."

Sitting next to Flanders was Yu Xiaogang.

He had just come out of the toilet, and now he was refreshed and his face looked much better.

"Oh?"

Yu Xiaogang looked up and saw Tang San standing in the center of the field and the black-robed man in front of him who was wrapped like a dumpling.

"Hehe, this is Tang San's true strength. Judging from the situation on the field, this battle of souls should be over soon!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded with great satisfaction.

The situation on the field was very obvious, and he was very satisfied with Tang San's performance.

He just went to the toilet, and Tang San was about to end the battle.

Speaking of which, Yu Xiaogang found that he and Tang San had the same meal.

He had just come back from the toilet after running around for a long time, but Tang San was fine.

And he was still full of energy in the battle of souls.

Sure enough, everyone's physique is different.

Young people have good bodies!

"You are worthy of being Yu Xiaogang's disciple!"

"You are almost as good as I was back then."

Yu Xiaogang touched his chin, and the corners of his mouth were almost unable to suppress it.

This means that the battle of souls has not ended yet.

He is now waiting for the host to announce the result, and then he will show his true colors!

Flanders beside him sneered, with a look of disgust on his face.

Those who don't know would think that Tang San defeated some powerful opponent.

His opponent is two levels lower than Tang San in spirit power.

Moreover, looking at the situation on the field now, it is hard to say what the result will be.

Now Tang San has been standing there for 30 seconds without moving.

No one knows what happened to him.

"This"

At this time, the smile on Yu Xiaogang's face gradually subsided.

He also found something wrong on the field.

Tang San's opponent was controlled by the blue silver grass, so he didn't move.

But why didn't Tang San move?

With this time, he could have completely locked in the victory!

Yu Xiaogang's grinning mouth almost froze, and he didn't wait for the host to announce the victory.

At the same time, Tang San, standing in the center of the fighting arena, adjusted the Shrek mask on his face.

He had already made the final decision in his heart.

Tang San would definitely not be willing to give up the victory he had in hand.

He simply wore a mask on his face. Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was not his own face that was embarrassed.

Tang San's inner pressure was suddenly reduced a lot.

Xuan Tian Gong was running rapidly, and Xuan Yu Hand Ghost Shadow Mirage was released instantly.

The distance between the two was not far, and Tang San came to the black-robed man in the blink of an eye.

He grabbed the latter with both hands and released the crane and dragon.

The man bound by the blue silver grass was immediately lifted up by Tang San.

He threw it hard, a parabola passed through the air, and threw it directly out.

As long as it fell to the stage, Tang San would win immediately.

But because of the large range of motion, now pieces of shadows have emerged on his pants.

Tang San had already figured it out, after the host announced his victory.

He left the venue at high speed and headed straight for the toilet.

There were clothes to change on the night of the 24th Bridge with a bright moon, so he simply packed them up.

The black-robed man had already reached the edge of the fighting arena and was about to leave.

Under the mask, Tang San's mouth corners slightly lifted.

Although there were some accidents, they were still under his control.

"Bang--~!"

At the critical moment, the blue silver grass wrapped around the black-robed man suddenly exploded.

"What?!"

Tang San was shocked and his face changed.

"Blue silver entanglement!"

Strips of dark green blue silver grass stabbed towards the black-robed man.

He could never imagine that his opponent could break free from the blue silver grass at the last critical moment.

Tang San immediately released the blue silver entanglement to remedy the situation.

Using his soul power, he forced himself to stabilize his body.

"Shua--!"

The black rhino spear was taken back in his hand.

With a fierce swing, the blue silver grass in front of him was cut in half.

At the same time, the reverse force made him fall steadily back to the ring from the edge of the fighting arena.

"Insidious!"

"Bah!"

The black-robed man spat in the direction of Tang San.

The next second, his figure flashed and he rushed towards Tang San with a gun.

"Huh--~!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the black-robed man threw a gun.

Tang San was shocked and could not dodge in time, so he could only jump up to avoid the vital parts.

"Bang--~!"

As luck would have it, the gun body was thrown right on Tang San's buttocks.

"Puff--~!"

Under the gaze of the audience, Tang San was like a big firework.

It rushed thousands of miles!

The first person to run away from the fighting arena was born!