"I admit..." Halfway through his words, Senior Brother Wang Wu's stomach suddenly churned like a stormy sea.
His intestines felt as though they were being forcibly tied into knots, causing him such pain that he couldn't utter another word.
He knelt on the ground with his backside in the air, clutching his stomach tightly with both hands.
Perhaps because the discomfort was too extreme, his face turned crimson!
The cultivators from the Wuzhi Kingdom were even more bewildered.
"What the heck?
I haven't done anything?
And I haven't said anything?
Why did he collapse like this?
Can anyone tell me what's going on..."
...
The spectators in the stands were once again stunned.
Especially a portion of the audience, who, amidst their confusion, felt a touch of annoyance.
This was because Senior Brother Wang Wu's backside was directly facing them.
It looked as though the guy was aiming to fart.
How incredibly unlucky!
Wang Wu's senior brother was still on his hands and knees, clutching his stomach, his facial features contorted in pain.
"Gurgle...!"
His stomach rumbled loudly, sounding urgent.
Suddenly!
"BANG—!"
A thunderous fart erupted!
The sheer recoil from the blast sent Senior Brother Wang Wu flying!
The speed was so incredible and forceful that he instantly transformed into a pinpoint of light and vanished into the sky!
The stage beneath him was completely reduced to a gaping pit!
A faint yellow mist now covered the ruins of the stage...
The referee did not announce the result.
Because he had already been overcome by the fumes...
So had the cultivator from the Wuzhi Kingdom...
Good heavens!
Before he could even react, his mind went blank, and he fell to the ground!
However, they were relatively fortunate...
As the saying goes.
When you have diarrhea, you can never trust any fart...
The spectators directly facing Senior Brother Wang Wu's backside had their earlier guesses confirmed.
Alas, they had only guessed the beginning, not the end...
In an instant...
Both liquid and solid...
Everything was present...
The rain kept falling...
The smell was rather unpleasant...
...
From the section of the audience directly facing him, shouts of curses immediately erupted.
However, after a couple of curses, they quickly fell silent...
The spectators further away were luckier, having a buffer distance, allowing them to erect their Qi defenses in time.
Yet, some cultivators forgot that their practiced fire-elemental techniques...
As a common type of spell, there were certainly more than one or two people who knew how to use fire-elemental techniques...
"Bang bang bang—!"
In an instant.
The arena was ablaze with fire!
No need to ask, this was definitely the system's doing.
And the farts amplified by the system were terrifyingly effective!
The panicked cultivators struggled for a long time but still couldn't extinguish the flames...
Fortunately, the fire was only ferocious and did not cause any casualties.
Ye Fan and his companions were positioned far away and were not affected.
Even so, Bu Quegan and Zhang San were so choked that they rolled their eyes and desperately covered their noses with their sleeves.
Only Ye Fan was unharmed...
All the gas and foul substances were blocked by the golden light emanating from his body.
The elders of the Holy Land could no longer sit still and flew out to jointly extinguish the fire.
After putting out the fire, the elders of the Holy Land used wind-elemental techniques to cleanse the air several times, and the smell in the arena finally became less pungent.
However, the resentment of the guests from various countries reached its peak...
After everything was settled, the elders of the Holy Land landed in front of Ye Fan and the others.
"The Wuzhi Kingdom has quite the audacity," the Grand Elder said with an unfriendly expression. "It seems they have no regard for our Holy Land?"
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Ye Fan.
The golden light surrounding Ye Fan showed no fluctuations in true Qi, which was clearly abnormal.
Coupled with the other unusual events that had occurred earlier, it was evident that Ye Fan was the culprit!
The Holy Land had completely lost face today, and this insult must be avenged!
Kill one to warn a hundred!
Let the world know the price of daring to provoke the Holy Land!
Although it was merely a guess, it was enough.
What if they killed the wrong person?
It was just the Wuzhi Kingdom, at worst, they could be annihilated.
"I don't recommend you make a move," Ye Fan said, rubbing his nose awkwardly. "Really..."
Please don't court death.
Isn't living good?
We have no grudges, please don't charge up that dog system, okay?
"I hope your bones are as tough as your mouth," the Grand Elder's true Qi surged wildly.
Ye Fan remained unmoved.
He crossed his arms, watching the unfolding scene like an audience member.
If you can really kill me, I'll be grateful to your ancestors for eight generations!
I'm just afraid you'll be all bark and no bite, becoming a mobile charging station for the dog system.
All the spectators glared at Ye Fan's group.
So these guys were the culprits!
How utterly despicable!
Kill them!
In an instant, the Grand Elder's killing blow was ready.
A trace of purple light flickered from his fingertip.
Ye Fan blinked.
Something felt wrong?
Why hadn't the dog system made a move yet?
Could the opportunity he had been desperately waiting for have finally arrived?
No, no, no, it certainly wouldn't be such good fortune.
He was probably afraid the dog system was brewing up some other scheme...
"You grandsons of the Holy Land, your grandpa is back!"
A long shout rang out, abruptly interrupting the Grand Elder's action.
Everyone looked up and saw a pinpoint of light rapidly flying towards them!
"Bang—!"
As the dust settled, the newcomer was revealed to be an elderly man with disheveled hair.
"It's been so many years, and you guys are still so decadent," the old man sneered, fanning his right hand before his nose. "Damn, are you guys cooking shit here for fun?"
"Dugu Jinghong?!" The Grand Elder and the others, ignoring the old man's taunts, exclaimed in shock. "Impossible! Weren't you already dead?!"
"That's right, it's your grandpa!" Dugu Jinghong pointed at the elders. "Back then, I was lucky enough to survive, and now it's time to settle our accounts!"
"Listen up below, if you don't want to die, scram!" Dugu Jinghong gestured, his true Qi churning wildly.
"Whoosh—!"
The audience below immediately descended into chaos, rushing out of the Holy Land in a frenzy.
Anyone who could challenge the elders of the Holy Land must surely be a powerful figure.
If they were even slightly affected by this, they would likely turn to dust!
The Grand Elder and the others dared not delay, flying into the air and engaging Dugu Jinghong in battle.
In an instant, the sky was filled with the light of spell attacks, and the arena was completely enveloped by the residual pressure from Dugu Jinghong and the others.
Even though the spectators were desperately fleeing, many were still reduced to dust by the aftermath of the battle.
A ball of golden light rose from Ye Fan's body, enveloping Bu Quegan and the others.
The shockwaves from the fight between Dugu Jinghong and the others were annihilated before they even reached the golden light.
Bu Quegan and the others once again gained a deeper understanding of Ye Fan's strength!
Truly worthy of being a great figure!
So impressive!
"Brother Bu," Ye Fan asked curiously on their way to evacuate, "What's the deal with this Dugu Jinghong?"