Chapter 176 Defeat Shrek
"It's such a mess. I was so frightened out of my wits by the opponent's soul ring configuration!"
"Xiao Gang, don't be angry first. It's understandable that the children have never seen this kind of situation. I'll talk to them properly when they get down."
Liu Erlong comforted him and patted his back to help him breathe.
On the ring, Tang San emerged from the turtle shell and found Zhu Zhuqing looking at him coldly.
The God King felt bitter in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to use other soul skills, it was just that those soul skills were simply too difficult to use.
Lan Yincao's fourth soul skill is to inherit the color-changing ability of a century-old chameleon. He really can't think of any practical ability of this soul skill.
You can't take out the Clear Sky Hammer and fight with the opponent. There is also the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace sitting in the stands!
"Shall you go down by yourself, or shall I send you down?"
Just when Tang San was deep in thought, Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice sounded in his ears.
Tang San was stunned for a moment, and then endless anger appeared in his heart. It was difficult for him to accept the other party's remarks that did not take him seriously at all.
"Nian Bing, there is really no one else, you .yue!"
Long Nianbing nodded slightly, and the Aotian Sword quietly appeared in his hand.
"Who will save you!"
He was hit into the ring and passed out.
As you expected, the Blue Silver Turtle Shield was quickly dealt with, and Ning Rongrong stretched out her sharp claws to grab Wang Wan.
Except for these unlucky ones who were unconscious, the spectators who were further away ended their protests one after another.
The host in the sky, holding his nose and vomiting for several minutes, saw that there were members of Shrek Academy under the stage, and hurriedly announced the results of the competition.
At that time, Da Wu remembered that the eldest sister was still in the center of the ring, and asked anxiously:
"Hold your breath slowly, it will stink!"
The vicious words made Ah-Dai and others suddenly feel something tense, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
The breath in front of him made the kitten feel scared, but it was too close to make any effective resistance.
He could only quickly build several turtle shields in front of his back.
Under the ring, Wang Wanshi, who took a while to regain his breath, was choked with tears in his eyes, and glared fiercely at Wang Wan in the center.
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Although the poisonous gas was already lethal at this time, the smell was still disheartening.
Just when my whole body tensed up, Ning Rongrong's figure emerged from its shadow and swept a Netherworld Slash in front of him.
"Soul Bone Technique·Pig Pig Universe Fart!"
The hurricane blew the poisonous gas far away, and Da Wu and Lan Yincao's eyes suddenly lit up.
"The second soul skill: Parasitism, the first soul skill: Blue Silver Coil!"
Quickly, it stopped under the ring, and the poisonous gas spread to the auditorium for seven weeks.
Just as Mao Mao was silently thinking about which link had gone wrong, the shit-green mist quickly spread to every corner of the arena.
Before Wang Wanshi could react, he looked anxiously at the center of the ring, feeling that his eldest sister would lose her skin even if she died.
"Thank you so much, Xiaojia, and please forgive your willfulness."
"Well done, Sister Cat, thank him for solving the Fart King!"
That time, in order to quickly deal with the turtle shield, Ning Rongrong even reluctantly used his own soul bone.
Big Rabbit also reminded Ye Yinzhu eight people very loyally, fearing that we would be poisoned.
"What should I do with Zhuqing?"
Da Wu scratched the air behind him, imitating the big cat's actions just now, his eyes filled with the anguish of having his petty revenge repaid.
"Hey! It's over, Zhuqing!"
The kitten, who had prepared herself mentally, once again struggled to avoid Ning Rongrong's cat's claws. "The heavy chant of the wind·Rotating fan."
Before Rongrong finished speaking, he was so intoxicated by the lingering smell in the air that he rolled over on his back. The hand that the big rabbit had just prepared to put up quietly returned to his mouth and nose.
Da Wu and Lan Yincao looked at the poisonous gas rushing toward their faces with horrified expressions, and quickly covered their mouths and noses.
The Tang Shenwang had a ferocious look on his face, and in his heart he condemned this scornful woman to death, and the Blue Silver Grass quietly appeared in his hand.
"It's really time and time again. This is the seventh time that man has let me smell that disgusting smell. I will stop it if it doesn't happen again!"
The audience, who had been shouting for the big cat, suddenly felt like the end of the world was coming. Wherever the stench went, people fell like wheat.
The kitten spent a lot of effort before it could move to the side with a ghostly shadow. The sharp claws that passed by my hair made me sweat all over.
"Do you think you've got me?"
Wang Wan felt confused. Did the teacher say that the pain in your body comes from the conflict between the cultivation of twin martial souls?
Upon seeing this, Ning Rongrong took back his martial spirit and walked back to his companions.
Looking at Ning Rongrong, who was about to attack again after one hit, Mao Mao felt bitter in his heart. The rules of the small competition are to use Lili. Once you use your hidden weapon, you will be deprived of the qualification, but have I done that? Worse solution.
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"Haha, Sister Zhuqing is serious, you are happy to be on the edge of every game."
The kitten suddenly felt like it was dead. The opponent's speed was assisted by the blue silver grass, and even my purple devil eyes could only see an afterimage.
Under the ring, Mao Mao felt depressed all over his body while taking a breath. The pain in his body that had been bothering him for the past two years quietly disappeared.
"You think your fart is not the smelliest in the world, then whose subordinate is that?"
A loud noise resounded under the ring, showing that the fart that Tang Shenwang had been holding in for two years was no less terrifying.
Countless blue silver grasses were tied towards Zhu Zhuqing in an instant, but how could the little kitten do as he wished? The figure disappeared from the place again like a ghost, and appeared behind Tang San in the next second.
Ning Rongrong, who had seen that move before, fully understood its power. After the shit-green mist approached, he used his seventh soul skill, Shadow Kill, and hid in the shadow of the kitten, thus escaping the poisonous gas.
Although the Nether Slash smashed those Zhu Zhuqings to pieces, it also gave Wang Wan a chance to react. He avoided the slashing attack with the help of the ghost shadow and took a few steps to the other end of the ring.
"No, no, Zhuqing was so handsome just now. He was like a big piece of trash with one claw!"
I saw several Aotian knives. The handles of the knives were connected to form an eight-blade fan and started to spin crazily.
"Referee, disqualify us from the competition. It was a good intention to release non-toxic gas."
Under the platform, Qian Renxue's eyes were full of smiles, and she glanced at the woman beside her angrily, as if she was talking about the bad things he had done.
"You see. You see you are so milky!"
"Damn, where did you go?"
Ning Bei looked at that look and shrugged his shoulders innocently. I also know what kind of skill this soul bone is, and now I understand it.
"Let me congratulate Team 7 of Tiandou Royal Academy for their failure in obtaining the fighting spirit."
"The third soul skill·Netherworld Slash."
In his confused eyes, he turned around and pointed his hips towards you.
The color of the mist matches Shrek's uniforms perfectly.
However, there was no figure of Ning Rongrong anywhere in the arena. Mao Mao paid no attention to the occasional curses that came from his ears, and his purple demonic pupils scanned Ning Rongrong's figure in all directions.
But the big cat will give me a chance to breathe. It appears behind the little cat again and slashes at it with the Nether Slash.
After thinking about it for a long time, I finally made up my mind. Compared with winning, losing face is nothing.
For a moment, the entire venue burst into cheers.
"Emperor's fight, Emperor's fight, Emperor's fight!"
(End of chapter)