"Let us congratulate Three Strikes Win for their victory in this soul battle."
Normally, the referee would walk to the center to offer congratulations,
but this time, the referee only stepped onto the arena before quickly retreating.
Thick yellow smoke was constantly billowing outward.
Tang San and Yu Xiaogang, wearing masks, had taken precautions in advance. Smiles were on their faces as they walked towards Zhao Wuji.
"Tang San has won; it's time for Tang San to enter the academy now."
There was no way to stop Tang San now.
However, Zhao Wuji didn't even speak to them. Instead, he turned his body away.
Tang San asked again, "Teacher Zhao?"
Zhao Wuji turned his body away.
"What are you two doing, always standing in front of me?"
"I don't know you two,"
"Do you know them?"
Zhao Wuji asked Dai Mubai and Oscar.
They both shook their heads directly.
"Don't know them."
"Don't think you're on our side just because you're wearing a mask."
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that everyone was wearing a different mask.
If they were all wearing Shrek's green masks…
He'd have to take it off immediately; there was absolutely no delay.
Embarrassing, it was truly too embarrassing.
The esteemed students of Shrek Academy had actually used a fart to stink their opponent unconscious.
Shrek had become Fart-rek.
"Due to a problem with the arena, the next matches are temporarily suspended,"
the referee quickly announced.
This was simply incomparable; the fart was too potent.
The audience, already reeling from the spreading stench, immediately began to shout.
"Refunds!"
"Refunds!"
"Give me a damn refund!"
The pressure on the referee was immense at this moment, but they soon received instructions from behind the scenes.
"Alright, everyone, rest assured,"
"All tickets for this specific battle arena will receive a half-refund."
"Everyone can get a refund after watching the soul battle."
Hearing this, the hearts of the audience sank instantly.
As long as they could get a refund, it was fine.
"These two Fart Kings! You two should just be called the Fart King brothers!"
The audience immediately turned their criticism towards Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.
"I really don't know what you two have been eating. Did you eat shit? To be able to release such foul-smelling farts,"
"What kind of good person attacks others with farts?"
"Get out of here!"
"Get lost!"
Hearing the audience's curses, the two of them quickly left in disgrace; they couldn't stay any longer.
It wasn't because they weren't thick-skinned enough, but because some of the audience members were already moving towards them.
If they didn't leave soon, they wouldn't know what state they'd be in when they did.
At the corner, the two of them quickly removed their masks and went to claim the twenty Gold Soul Coin reward for winning.
But when they arrived at the counter to claim their prize, they received another piece of news.
"Three hits to win, right?"
"It was by farting that you guys knocked out your opponent, which caused the audience in the Great Soul Arena to demand refunds."
"You two still want to claim Gold Soul Coins?"
"Do you even know how much the Great Soul Arena lost because of your farting?"
"And you still want a reward?"
"Get lost!"
"Get out of here!"
The two of them were scolded and could only leave here dejectedly.
"Those people at the Great Soul Arena are so annoying!"
"It wasn't that serious at all, but they had to make it sound that way."
Tang San was a little indignant.
"I'm the one who farted, of course I know!"
"It just spread across the arena,"
"How could it possibly have spread so far?"
"Those audience members are just being overly sensitive. If they can't handle it, then they shouldn't come to watch the Soul Arena matches!"
Yu Xiaogang let out a long breath and nodded deeply.
As the ones directly involved, they knew the situation best.
How could the two who farted not understand how potent their farts were?
It was just that those audience members couldn't take it.
Even Tie Long and Tie Hu, who had been directly blasted with five farts in a row, hadn't said a word of complaint.
The meme reactions filled the comment section.
Then, the people who came sniffing around started complaining instead.
"Why is the gap in people's quality so huge?"
"Honey, next time we'll just switch to a different Great Soul Arena."
"We didn't make any money this time, but we'll earn it back next time."
Yu Xiaogang nodded. "That's right, let's head back to Shrek Academy for now."
On the other side, Ye Fan was finally going on stage to face his opponent.
His opponent was a Soul Master with thirty-three levels of Soul Power, and his Martial Soul was a metal shield.
Ye Fan didn't have anything to say.
He directly summoned a Nut Zombie wearing a metal bucket on its head and holding a gate.
This could be said to be the zombie with the highest defense currently.
When they saw this thing, everyone present was stunned. It was another new and strange thing they had never seen.
"Playing it up,"
Ye Fan's opponent snorted coldly, holding a shield and cautiously stepping forward. The Nut Zombie also slowly advanced, starting to gnaw at his metal shield.
It had to be said, its teeth were really good.
The sound of crunching continued to ring out.
The Soul Master with the metal shield instantly felt something was wrong. His first Soul Ring flashed, and the metal shield instantly grew larger. But the Nut Zombie didn't react at all, continuing to chew.
The Soul Master with the metal shield attacked in a hurry.
He slammed his shield forward, but the Nutcracker Zombie just kept biting, not even dodging.
It kept biting through the damage.
Regardless of any attack, finally, his iron gate was knocked away.
The Soul Master with the metal shield was drenched in sweat, completely exhausted, his Soul Power depleted.
"I can't do it, I concede, I concede,"
The metal shield had been bitten in half, how could this Oddity have such good teeth?
"Let's congratulate Dave on winning this soul battle!"
Seeing Ye Fan's victory, Flender nodded with a chuckle.
Just as expected.
Today's results in the arena were quite good.
Everyone won.
However, when Flender learned from Zhao Wuji about the methods Yu Xiaogang and Tang San used to win, he was stunned.
Disgraceful! Utterly disgraceful!
They say a tiger father has no weak sons.
It seems that phrase is wrong.
He had to take a good look at Tang Hao and Tang San.
Tang Hao had three sons, so he couldn't blame Tang San.
He really had to blame Yu Xiaogang.
His Martial Soul was to fart, and then he cultivated someone who could also fart.
They really are a couple,
a farting couple.
When everyone returned to Shrek Academy, Tang San excitedly asked again, "Did I pass my assessment?"
"I won in the Great Soul Arena,"
Zhao Wuji slapped Tang San to the ground, "Passed my ass!"
Without bothering to reply, he turned and walked towards his dormitory. Tang San was also confused.
Did "passed my ass" mean he passed, or didn't pass, or did he just pass his ass?
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