Chapter 176 Defeating Shrek

Chapter 176 Defeating Shrek

Chapter 176 Defeating Shrek

"It's such a mess. I was actually frightened out of my wits by the other party's spirit ring configuration!"

"Xiao Gang, don't be angry yet. It's understandable that the children have never seen such a situation. I will talk to them later."

Liu Erlong comforted him and patted his back to help him breathe smoothly.

On the ring, Tang San emerged from his tortoise shell and found Zhu Zhuqing looking at him coldly.

The God King felt bitter in his heart. It was not that he did not want to use other soul skills, but those soul skills were simply not of much use.

The fourth soul skill of Blue Silver Grass is the color-changing ability inherited from the hundred-year-old chameleon. He really can't think of any practical ability of this soul skill.

You can't just take out the Clear Sky Hammer and fight the enemy, there's the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall sitting in the stands!
"Would you like to go down by yourself, or should I take you down?"

Just as Tang San fell into deep thought, Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Tang San was slightly stunned, and then endless anger appeared in his heart. He found it hard to accept the other party's words that did not take him seriously at all.

"Nian Bing, it's really nothing, you.yue!"

Long Nianbing nodded slightly, and the Aotian Sword quietly appeared in his hand.

"Someone come save you!"

He was knocked onto the ring by a blow and fell unconscious.

As you expected, the blue silver turtle shield was quickly resolved, and Ning Rongrong stretched out her sharp claws and grabbed Wang Wan.

Except for these unlucky guys who were unconscious, the audience who were farther away ended their protests.

The host, who had been covering his nose and vomiting for several minutes in the sky, saw another member of Shrek Academy under the ring and hurriedly announced the result of the competition.

At that moment, Da Wu remembered that her elder 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 the others feel something tightened and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

The aura in front of him made the kitten scared to death, but the distance was too close and there was no way for him to resist effectively.

He could only hastily build several tortoise shields in front of his back.

Under the ring, Wang Wanshi, who had just recovered from his breath after a long while, was choked to the point of tears welling up in his eyes. He glared fiercely at Wang Wan in the center.

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Although the poison gas was already deadly at this point, the smell was still disgusting.

Just when I was tense all over, Ning Rongrong emerged from his shadow and swept a Netherworld Slash in front of him.

"Soul Bone Skill: Pigsy Fart!"

The hurricane blew the poisonous gas far away, and Dawu and Lanyincao's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Second soul skill: Parasitism, first soul skill: Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Quickly, the poisonous gas spread from under the ring to the audience seats around it.

Just as the kitten was silently thinking about which link went wrong, the shit-green mist quickly spread to every corner of the ring.

Before Wang Wanshi could react, he looked anxiously towards the center of the ring, feeling that his elder sister would be skinned alive even if she died.

"Thank you, Xiaojia. Please forgive your willfulness."

"Well done, Big Sister Cat, thanks for taking care of the Fart King!"

In order to slowly resolve the turtle shield, Ning Rongrong even used her own inner soul bone.

The big rabbit was very loyal and reminded Ye Yinzhu and the other eight people that he was afraid that we would be poisoned.

"What should I do with Zhuqing?"

Da Wu grabbed the air behind her, imitating the big cat's actions just now, her eyes filled with the distress of having had a small grudge.
"Hey! It's over, Zhuqing!"

The kitten, who had prepared himself for a bad time, once again managed to dodge Ning Rongrong's claws. "The Wind's Heavy Song - Rotating Fan."

Before Rongrong could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious by the lingering smell in the air. Seeing this, the big rabbit's hand, which was about to be put down, quietly returned to its mouth and nose.

Dawu and Lanyincao looked at the poisonous gas in horror and quickly covered their mouths and noses.

The God King Tang had a ferocious look on his face, and in his heart he sentenced this cat-eyed and contemptuous woman to death. The blue silver grass quietly emerged in his hand.

"It's been over and over again. This is the seventh time that person has made me smell that disgusting odor. If it doesn't happen again, I will definitely stop him!"

The audience who had been cheering for the big cat suddenly felt like the end of the world. Wherever the stench reached, people fell down as if they were harvesting wheat.

The kitten struggled mightily to dodge to the side, and its sharp claws brushed past my hair, making me break out in a sweat.

"You think you've got me?"

Wang Wan was confused. Was the teacher saying that the pain in your body came from the conflict in the cultivation of your twin martial spirits?
Ning Rongrong retracted her martial spirit upon seeing this and walked back to her companions.

Seeing Ning Rongrong hit the target with her first strike and preparing to attack again, Xiaomao felt bitter in his heart. The rule of the competition was that one was not allowed to use internal force, and if one used one's hidden weapon, one would be disqualified from the competition, but he didn't have a worse solution.

"Haha, Sister Zhuqing, you are too serious. You guys are happy to be on the sidelines of every game."

The kitten was immediately scared to death. With the help of the Blue Silver Grass, the opponent's speed was so fast that even my Purple Demon Eyes could only see a trace of his shadow.

Under the ring, Xiaomao felt depressed all over as he breathed his last. The physical pain that had troubled him for the past two years quietly disappeared.

"You think your farts aren't the stinkiest in the world, but whose army is that?"

A loud bang echoed under the ring, showing how terrifying the fart that God King Tang had been holding in for two years was.

Countless blue silver grasses instantly bound Zhu Zhuqing, but how could the little cat do as he wished? His figure disappeared from the spot again like a ghost, and appeared behind Tang San the next second.

Ning Rongrong, who had seen that move before, fully understood its power. When the shit-green mist approached, she used her seventh soul skill, Shadow Kill, and hid in the shadow of the kitten, thus avoiding the persecution of the poisonous gas.

Although the Netherworld Slash crushed Zhu Zhuqing to pieces, it also gave Wang Wan a chance to react. With the help of the Ghost Shadow, he dodged the slash and moved to the other end of the ring in a few steps.

"No, no, Zhu Qing was so handsome just now, he clawed a piece of trash!"

I saw several Aotian swords, with the handles connected to form an eight-blade fan that began to spin wildly.

"Referee, disqualifying us is just a kind gesture of releasing non-toxic gas."

Under the stage, Qian Renxue's eyes were full of smiles. She glanced at the woman beside her in a reproachful manner, as if to say, look at the bad things he has done.

"You 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 skill this soul bone has, and now I understand it.

"Let you congratulate Team 7 of Tiandou Royal Academy for failing to obtain the fighting spirit."

"Third soul skill: Netherworld Slash."

Under his puzzled gaze, he turned around and pointed his hips towards you.

The color of the mist matches Shrek's uniform.

However, there was no sign of Ning Rongrong anywhere in the arena, and Xiaomao didn't care about the insults that came from his ears from time to time. The Purple Demon Eyes swept across Ning Rongrong's figure.

But the big cat gave me a chance to catch my breath. It appeared behind the little cat again and slashed at it with its Netherworld Slash.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally made up my mind. Compared with winning, losing face is nothing.

Suddenly the whole venue was filled with cheers.

"Royal fight, royal fight, royal fight!"

(End of this chapter)