That's within the rules.
In their minds, Tang San was clearly the kind of man who would do anything to achieve his goal.
To achieve his first victory in the Soul Fighting Arena, it wasn't surprising that he would resort to any despicable means.
Even Gu Xian, who rarely cursed, couldn't help but burst into a swear.
The main thing was that Tang San's actions were truly inhuman!
In the audience far away, Flanders and Zhao Wuji exchanged looks.
Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Their faces were completely dark.
They couldn't believe Tang San could pull off such a thing in the Soul Fighting Arena.
Now, Flanders wanted nothing more than to have that guy take the Shrek mask off his face.
This shameless person turned out to be from Shrek Academy.
If this got out, he'd be completely ruined.
Flanders turned his head with a stern look at the equally stunned Yu Xiaogang, a questioning expression on his face.
Now he strongly suspected that Yu Xiaogang had taught Tang San this dirty trick.
As the saying goes, like master, like disciple.
Could this also be part of Yu Xiaogang's theory of invincibility?
You know what, this is pretty damn invincible.
If Tang San rolled on the ground again right now...
Let alone facing a Level 23 Great Spirit Master.
Even a Titled Douluo would have to think twice before attacking Tang San.
That thing wasn't something you could ignore just because you had high Spirit Power. Unless you can guarantee you're far enough away that even if you attack, you won't be able to get in the way.
Tang San now has two choices.
The first is to go all out and completely defeat the opponent in front of him.
But he'll definitely have to move a lot.
If he does that, his image will definitely be ruined.
He might even become famous in one battle.
After all, he had diarrhea while participating in a fighting spirit.
This is the first time in history that such a person has had diarrhea!
He might even be in the history books.
The second option is to simply admit defeat and slowly walk off the stage.
That way, even though he'll lose the fighting spirit, he'll still be able to save face.
No one will notice his diarrhea.
Yu Xiaogang's mind was completely blank.
He naturally heard the chatter of the other spectators.
His disciple, Tang San,
had actually been beaten to a pulp!!!
Yu Xiaogang looked up at the fighting arena, his eyes narrowing slightly.
It seemed the situation wasn't over yet.
Normally, something so outrageous and explosive had occurred.
He had originally thought the fight would not continue.
But just now, Yu Xiaogang had watched Tang San move.
At this moment, Tang San had already accepted reality.
Nothing could be worse than his current predicament.
He completely disregarded his image.
Although his pants were torn, his mask was still there.
That meant he was fully armed.
Tang San gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and launched his attack! Since the staff at the Grand Fighting Arena said nothing, that proves the battle is still going on!
"Blue Silver Entanglement!"
Several vines sprouted from Tang San's feet without warning.
They charged at the yellow-robed man in front of them at breakneck speed.
However, this Blue Silver Grass was different from the previous one.
It had clearly been enriched.
This would add a layer of magical attack to its existing physical attack.
The power was dramatically increased!
Just now, to avoid the explosion, the yellow-robed man nearly jumped out of the Fighting Arena.
Thankfully, he ran fast and managed to avoid the blast.
Then, he froze in his tracks.
He hadn't expected his single shot to completely pierce the shit out of the guy across from him.
He had once heard an old saying.
White knife in, yellow knife out. I'll stab you in the ass.
Who would have thought I'd actually see it today?
I thrust my white spear in, and now the tip has turned yellow.
It truly matched.
The yellow-robed man's face was filled with disgust.
His martial spirit, the Chrysanthemum Spear, had been contaminated by such a filthy thing.
He must have had a good mental fortitude.
Otherwise, he would have jumped out.
Just then, dozens of yellow-green vines, each as thick as a forearm, rushed towards them at a rapid speed.
Because the distance between them was not close at that moment,
The yellow-robed man reacted quickly and attacked decisively.
"Swish!"
He held the spear in his right hand and moved it rapidly, the tip flashing with a cold light, creating a series of sparks on the ground.
At that moment, the blue silver grass had already reached a point about ten feet in front of him.
A flash of cold light flashed, and wherever the spear passed, the blue silver grass was instantly severed.
But along with it, drops of an unknown liquid and solid mixture splashed towards the yellow-robed man.
He dodged desperately, but was still splashed.
Suddenly, his stomach churned.
"Wow!"
He leaned on the spear and vomited.
He almost vomited up all his food from yesterday.
It was truly disgusting.
He had never encountered such a disgusting spirit master in his entire life.
This was only his first day in Soto City.
He had thought of visiting the Great Spirit Fighting Arena.
Who would have thought he would encounter something like this!
Now he finally understood why the guy across from him wore a mask.
Using such a shameless trick.
If he didn't hide his identity, he'd probably be beaten to death once he left the Soto Arena!
Although his martial spirit was the Chrysanthemum Spear,
He had always thought it was the kind of chrysanthemum you'd find in bloom, perfect for making tea.
Who would have thought it was this kind of chrysanthemum?
Could he have accidentally discovered the true meaning of his martial spirit?
For a moment, a somewhat perverted and crazy thought occurred to him.
"Swish!"
Just then, as if possessed, five or six blue silver grasses rushed towards him again.
The yellow-robed man suppressed his discomfort and gripped the spear.
"If that's the case, don't blame me!"
A hint of madness and cruelty flashed in his eyes.
His eyes were already fixed on the disgusting pile of things within a three-meter radius around Tang San.
In his opinion, to deal with something as disgusting as Tang San,
they had to be even more disgusting than what they were dealing with.
His martial spirit was a spear, so as long as he could get close,
anyone within five meters was within his attack range.
"The situation in the arena is somewhat beyond our expectations, though."
"The battle between the two sides seems to be still going on, and it's quite exciting!"
Just then, the host in the audience took on the commentary role.
Because he noticed that, even in such a harsh environment, the battle in the fighting arena was still going on.
"Holy crap, that's awesome!"
"Hahahahaha, I've really opened my eyes today!"
"You know what, my ticket was worth buying today!"
"Interesting."
After the somewhat comical incident, the atmosphere in the arena was reignited, reaching a new climax.
Under everyone's gaze, the yellow-robed man rushed out with a gun.
His target was Tang San!
(End of this chapter)