Chapter 62: How dare you sneak attack, you already have the way of death!

"It is indeed Thousand-Hand Silver Grass!"

"Only Thousand-Hand Silver Grass can make such a wonderful and exquisite operation!"

"This jump of more than two meters high, actually not wanting to give up the long spear inserted in his butt,"

"If you dare to say the Jet Warrior doesn't have this special hobby, beat me to death and I won't believe it,"

"It's really explosive!"

The people from Shrek Academy also turned their heads away; this was really unwatchable.

Ma Hongjun looked at Dai Mubai in confusion.

"Boss Dai, actually I really want to ask, how did Tang San do this thing?"

"Could it be that the guy named Wang Bing stabbed him?"

"But looking at him, it doesn't look like it."

Dai Mubai rolled his eyes. "You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Maybe the muscles on Tang San's butt are very strong, exercising every night, and now he already possesses extremely powerful biting force,"

Yu Xiaogang, who had finished using the restroom, walked over satisfied and asked with some expectation,

"How is my foster son?"

"Is he about to win?"

And when he looked up, he happened to see that wonderful and exquisite scene.

"I'm going to the restroom again,"

embarrassing, really embarrassing!

He hurriedly used the restroom escape method and fled skillfully.

Dai Mubai swept a glance at Yu Xiaogang.

The voice sounded faintly.

"You think about the special relationship between this pair of foster father and foster son; it seems it's not hard to understand that Tang San can do such a thing."

Several girls looked over in confusion.

"What special relationship do the two have?"

"Isn't it just the relationship between foster father and foster son, and teacher and student?"

Oscar moved a few steps closer to the girls, especially Ning Rongrong, and told them slowly about what he saw in his dormitory before.

"At that time, the three of us just returned to my dormitory, pushed the door open, and saw Tang San and Yu Xiaogang having a relationship,"

"and Tang San happened to be the one receiving it,"

"the three of us were stunned at the time,"

"especially since they even used medicine!"

"A teacher taking a fancy to his student, although this is a bit abnormal, it seems it's not impossible to understand, but if this is added to foster father and foster son, oh my,"

"that disgusted me to death."

"So later I kicked Tang San out of the dormitory; let him and his foster father be in the same dormitory, singing songs all night."

Ye Lin was stunned. She hadn't modified any plot, but such a thing actually happened?

The relationship between these two progressed too fast.

Was this the so-called butterfly effect?

As long as it was changed a little bit, it could make the two become like this?

Including Ye Lin, the four girls' faces were full of disgust. This scene, without even thinking, felt very disgusting.

Especially since there was also an old man over fifty years old among them.

On the soul fighting stage,

Tang San fell heavily to the ground. Fortunately, the direction was tilted, and it was more biased toward the horizontal direction.

Otherwise, if he had fallen on the Iron Silver Spear, it would have been even more painful.

Wang Bing stepped forward quickly, grabbed the Iron Silver Spear with both hands, and pulled hard.

"Ow!"

Tang San let out another heart-tearing howl instantly. The wound hadn't fully recovered, and he was violently hit again.

Wang Bing looked at his Iron Silver Spear.

Clearly,

on the silver-white spear tip, it was stained with a large piece of yellow unknown matter.

Now everyone knew what this thing was.

However, he didn't have the slightest worry or disgust, but instead felt a bit excited.

Legend has it that a broom stained with shit is like Lu Bu in the world; then his Bright Silver Spear stained with shit will definitely surpass Lu Bu!

And Lu Bu was a famous powerhouse in Douluo Continent's history with the martial soul Fangtian Painted Halberd.

"Heard that hitting someone can beat the shit out of a person; didn't expect it to really be done!"

"Originally thought these were all fake, but when I really saw it, it was somewhat unexpected,"

"It is indeed the Jet Warrior, he can do anything."

The audience in the spectator stand commented on this matter.

Last time, it could actually be understood.

After all, Thousand-Hand Silver Grass actively released his big move. 【6

But this time, it was truly beaten out of him by Wang Bing.

Tang San endured his pain, his feet treading the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to rapidly increase the distance between himself and Wang Bing.

Although it was still painful this time, it was truly far less severe than the last time.

That time, the wound was too deep; the tip of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade had gone all the way in.

A flash of anger appeared on his face.

"Wang Bing,"

"You actually dared to launch a sneak attack; you have already invited your own death!"

The Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hands danced wildly, fiercely lashing out toward Wang Bing.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"

"Hmph,"

Wang Bing let out a cold snort and charged forward with his spear.

His first soul ring flashed, and the long spear swept outward in a fan-shaped arc, shattering a large patch of Blue Silver Grass.

Tipping his toes lightly, Wang Bing thrust his spear directly at Tang San's face.

Tang San exerted force with both hands, using the power of Control Crane Capturing Dragon to quickly deflect the spear shaft to the side.

Terrifying, too terrifying!

He absolutely could not get hit by this; it wasn't just the physical damage, but also the mental torture.

Wang Bing suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He gave his spear shaft a jolt, and a piece of yellow, unidentified matter on the Iron Silver Spear was slapped onto Tang San's face with a *splat*.

"Splat!"

Tang San was stunned for a moment.

What was that thing!

Oh no!

There was no time to block Wang Bing's follow-up attack, and his figure retreated rapidly once more.

Tang San reached out with his right hand to touch his face, took a look,

and was dumbfounded.

It was shit!

"Ah!"

His complexion turned as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

What a despicable, shameless, and vile villain!

"I'm going to make you taste what this feels like!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, opened his stained right hand, and lunged rapidly toward Wang Bing.

Wang Bing's expression changed instantly; he slammed his spear against the ground and retreated rapidly. The spear shaft was fine, but if this got on his body, he would truly be finished.

Tang San attacked again, striding forward to chase Wang Bing.

"Disgusting guy!"

A trace of panic appeared on Wang Bing's face.

How was he supposed to fight this?

Without another word, he jumped straight off the Soul Fighting Arena.

"How was it?"

"How is my foster son doing?"

Yu Xiaogang happened to appear at just the right time, asking the group from Shrek Academy.

Dai Mubai said indifferently,

"He won, and drove the other opponent off the Soul Fighting Arena."

"I knew it!"

A smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face; Tang San had finally made him proud for once.

"As expected of my foster son,"

"He is exactly like me!"

Dai Mubai's voice sounded again.

"Exactly like you?"

A hint of mockery appeared on his face.

"That is truly the case; both of you are equally disgusting. He used disgusting methods to scare his opponent away."