Chapter 225: Teacher, Quickly Use That Soul Skill, the Pig-Headed Yu Xiaogang's Fart Attack!
At the Li Clan's residence, outside the battlefield.
Seeing his father Tang Hao facing the combined attack of nine Title Douluo from Spirit Hall and clearly being unable to withstand it, as he was being beaten down in the sky, Tang San's heart was filled with worry and anxiety.
It was only because his father had the great skills of the Haotian Sect that he was still able to hold on. If this continued, his father would probably not last much longer.
Tang San was filled with worry and fear, but there was nothing he could do!
What should I do?!
Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang, seeing Tang Hao being overwhelmed by the Title Douluo from Spirit Hall, clearly unable to hold his own, feared he wouldn't last much longer. Yu Xiaogang glanced at his disciple Tang San, hesitating to speak.
He wanted to tell him, "Your father can't hold on much longer, while there's still time, we should escape!"
But he knew his disciple Tang San would never abandon his father.
If he said this, Tang San might even lash out at him.
After hesitating for a long time, Yu Xiaogang said nothing.
But just then, Tang San, trembling with worry and anxiety, suddenly caught sight of his teacher Yu Xiaogang. He remembered that the last time Spirit Hall pursued them, it was teacher Yu Xiaogang who summoned his Martial Soul, the Luo San Cannon, and used a fart attack to save his father Tang Hao.
Perhaps this time, he could do it again!
Thinking of this, Tang San felt like he had found a sliver of hope. He quickly grabbed his teacher Yu Xiaogang's clothes and urgently said, "Teacher, please... please help my father! He won't last much longer!"
"Please use that same soul skill you used last time, the fart attack against those Title Douluo from Spirit Hall. Maybe it could save my father."
"Please, teacher!!"
"I..."
Hearing Tang San's request, Yu Xiaogang's face twisted, and his eyes twitched.
If it were like before, he would definitely not hesitate to help save the idol Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.
But things were different now!
Since the last time he answered a question wrong and the system had taken away the final ability of his Luo San Cannon, which had the power to switch between real and illusionary, his Martial Soul, the Luo San Cannon, could no longer transform.
Now, he had to release the fart soul skills himself after activating his Martial Soul.
But Yu Xiaogang had secretly tried using the two soul skills once after losing the power of illusion and reality in his Martial Soul, and it was unbearably painful!
The way he activated the soul skills was also extremely embarrassing.
He was a well-known Martial Soul theorist in the world of soul masters; how could he use fart attacks in front of so many people, especially his first love, Bibi Dong? How could he do it?
However, despite the overwhelming desire to refuse, when Yu Xiaogang saw the desperation and sadness in Tang San's eyes, he knew that if Haotian Douluo Tang Hao was really killed by Spirit Hall, then Tang San would be unable to escape the chase.
Moreover, Yu Xiaogang's theories still needed Tang San to prove them!
With a heavy sigh, Yu Xiaogang reluctantly decided to agree... No, he meant, to release a fart attack!
"Fine! I agree, but Little San, please step aside!"
With a stiff smile on his face, Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, signaling Tang San to move aside. He was afraid that if he used the fart attack, some of the residual stuff might land on Tang San, and his face would be completely ruined.
"Luo San Cannon, possess!"
After making sure Tang San stepped aside, Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, looked at the battlefield in the distance, and with a low shout, summoned his Martial Soul, the Pig Beast Luo San Cannon, and activated Martial Soul possession.
With a loud "Hoo!" like the cry of a pig, a pig-like beast with big ears and a fat head appeared from Yu Xiaogang's back and immediately merged into his body.
Once the Martial Soul possession was activated, Yu Xiaogang's body immediately swelled up, the sudden increase in fat bursting his clothes. At the same time, his face stretched out, turning into a pig's face, with a pig's nose, pig ears, and a pig's tail growing behind him.
Yu Xiaogang, after activating the Luo San Cannon Martial Soul and entering the Martial Soul possession, looked like an orc pig-headed person from a fantasy novel in Lin Yu's past life.
He looked fat, dirty, and ugly!
As Yu Xiaogang's body grew larger, two yellow soul rings appeared beneath his feet and circled around him.
"How did the teacher activate his Martial Soul? But... this looks... so ugly!"
Tang San couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust and aversion when he saw his teacher Yu Xiaogang in this form.
Wait! Teacher is only doing this because of me. He doesn't normally activate his Martial Soul like this.
Teacher is humiliating himself for me; how can I say my teacher is ugly?
But just as the feeling of disgust and aversion arose in Tang San, he immediately felt guilty and ashamed when he realized it was because of him that his teacher had to go through such humiliation.
However, even as this guilt filled him, Tang San instinctively took a few steps back, distancing himself from his teacher.
After activating the Martial Soul, Yu Xiaogang quickly pulled out several white radishes from his soul tool, shoving them into his mouth, swallowing them whole.
While nervously munching on the radishes, Yu Xiaogang waddled forward, his fat body moving slowly toward the battlefield.
By the time Yu Xiaogang arrived below the battlefield, his stomach had swelled from eating dozens of radishes.
"First Soul Skill: Thunderous Fart — Sky Shattering Luo San Cannon!"
"Second Soul Skill: Fart as Smoke — Hypnotic Sleep Luo San Cannon!"
Having eaten as many radishes as he could, and with the battle still going on in the sky, Yu Xiaogang suddenly turned, facing the sky, pulled down his pants, and with a humiliating low shout in his heart, he unleashed his first and second soul skills.
Instantly, with his first and second soul rings glowing, Yu Xiaogang's stomach swelled violently, expanding to a terrifying size, like a pregnancy ten months along.
As Tang San's eyes widened in shock and disgust, he could only think: This is so painful to watch!
"Fart — Boom!"
With a huge explosion, a disgusting green mist accompanied by green liquid and white fragments shot up into the sky, swallowing Tang Hao and the Title Douluo from Spirit Hall in a sweeping wave.
"Ah!! What is this?! It's so stinky and disgusting!"
Screams pierced through the stench-filled green mist, echoing across the battlefield.
Hearing the screams from the sky, Yu Xiaogang's pig face turned red, but he continued to take a deep breath for the second time, making his stomach swell again.
"Fart — Boom!"
Another explosive sound followed as the foul green toxic mist, mixed with strange green liquid and white powder, shot up once more, engulfing the battlefield.
Above the sky, the sounds of even louder screams followed.
"I'm going to kill you! Damn, disgusting bastard!"
"Third Soul Skill, Sacred Fire!"
(END CHAPTER)
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