nucmednet Chapter 164 Shit Tornado
Chapter 164 Shit Tornado
The old Taoist priest had not anticipated such a situation.
When the King of Stinky Farts appeared before, the smell in the entire martial arts arena was as if someone had suddenly fallen into a cesspool, and the cesspool exploded suddenly without any warning.
So no one can escape, and no one can stand when they smell that smell.
However, now everyone has perfume on them, and the smells of these perfumes are mixed together. This smell is slowly fermenting. At the beginning, the entire martial arts field could not feel it, but later, the entire martial arts field was filled with this smell.
The mixed smell was not pleasant, and even made Zhao Li stumble at the beginning: "No, how can we still fight like this? Why do I feel like everyone smells weird?"
The old Taoist priest looked at the entire martial arts arena and suddenly became calm and shouted at everyone in a loud voice: "Everyone, hold on tight!!"
After saying this, the old Taoist priest stomped his feet slightly.
A water dragon created by strange magic suddenly appeared from behind the old Taoist priest.
The water dragon flew over the old Taoist priest's shoulder and rushed towards the center of the martial arts field. In an instant, a water dragon tornado appeared in the middle of the entire martial arts field.
Moreover, the water tornado carried a huge wind, which almost blew Zhao Li away.
Zhao Li held on tightly to the railing beside him, preventing himself from flying away. However, he could clearly see that the smell of everyone on their bodies was swept up by the huge tornado.
Even the waterspout was transparent at first, but after mixing with those messy smells, the color of the waterspout turned into dark brown.
It looked pretty good at first, but after a while, it looked like a pile of...
Everyone's face looked a little ugly.
However, the smell and various scents on their bodies were all taken away by the strange waterspout.
It only lasted about two minutes, and then the waterspout turned into a real dragon, carrying all kinds of smells and tastes, as well as the shoes of some people that were accidentally rolled in, and completely disappeared in mid-air, disappearing from everyone's sight.
The tornado was gone, and everyone felt they could stand.
But the smell on his body seemed to be gone.
There is no taste at all.
After the old Taoist priest accomplished this task, he kept his merit and fame to himself.
But when he sat back down, Tian Jinzhong next to him looked up and asked sincerely, "Brother, where did you throw that shit tornado?"
The old Taoist priest originally thought that this trick would allow him to pretend to be very impressive in front of the children.
But I didn't expect Junior Brother Tian to ask such a question.
"The back mountain of Longhu Mountain," the old Taoist priest answered as a matter of course.
"Brother," Tian Jinzhong said with a grim expression, "Isn't the back mountain of Longhu Mountain part of Longhu Mountain? Will we no longer be able to claim this back mountain?"
"That shouldn't be the case, right?" The old Taoist frowned and said, "It's just that the smell in the back mountain is a little unpleasant. But our back mountain is so large, we should be able to dissipate the smell... right?"
The old Taoist priest was not too sure either.
There is no time to observe now.
However, what he didn't know was that the four madmen of Quan Xing who had been lurking in the back mountains of Longhu Mountain were in big trouble.
I watched a water dragon descend from the sky.
No one has a way to escape.
It happened that the four of them were playing mahjong in the back mountain of Longhu Mountain. The water dragon came down directly on their mahjong table, and all four of them were soaked.
It also carries with it a strange smell from the water tap.
Xia He was unable to dodge and was hit directly. She could smell a strange odor on her body and almost vomited. "Are those Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain so weird? What kind of sewage is this? Could it be sewage from the toilet?"
Hearing this, Lei Yan Pao Gao Ning was stunned: "Don't talk nonsense."
"This taste... Yue... this taste..." Dou Mei, who was suffering from intestinal poison, usually behaved very elegantly, but at this moment she really couldn't help vomiting.
I felt like my whole body was covered with this smell and I couldn't get rid of it at all.
"Let's go take a shower. It's impossible to finish today anyway. We'd better start on the day it ends." Xia He said this with a grim expression and turned to leave.
I feel like the smell on my body is really varied, like perfume, but also more like the smell of a cesspool.
After all, this is a strange scent that is a fusion of countless perfumes. It is normal to smell the odor of a cesspool, after all, there are too many scents mixed in.
After the smell was removed, the entire training ground was clear and sunny.
Song Yuan was very interested in Zhao Li's upcoming game, so he sat behind Zhao Li and looked at him quietly: "Zhao Li, you have to do your best."
"You are speaking so quietly, can he hear you?" Zhang Chulan was still wearing the same pair of shoes as yesterday and was standing next to Song Yuan.
However, there was no strange smell on Zhang Chulan's body. It was just that one of his iconic shoes that he used to wipe the fart king's butt yesterday fell off. It was probably taken away by the old Taoist priest with a special method.
"You don't have any competition today, so you are dressed so casually? You don't even repair one of the shoes on your feet? If I were you, I wouldn't want these shoes anymore." Song Yuan really couldn't help but complain.
Feng Baobao also nodded beside him and said, "I'll go down the mountain with you to buy a pair later."
"I'm fine, I can even wear slippers," Zhang Chulan said with a special feeling: "By the way, how strong is Zhao Li from your team? Can he beat Wang Bing? That's one of the Eight Great Skills."
Song Yuan was very confident: "Don't worry, we can easily defeat them."
Feng Xingtong was also skilled in the art of summoning spirits and generals, and their Feng family would assess each contestant. "This person is not easy to deal with. He is the greatest of the Eight Miracles. I can say that no one can defeat him."
Song Yuan glanced at him and said, "You are quite good at flattering yourself."
Xia Dongqing was confused: "But, isn't Feng Xingtong talking about Wang Bing?"
"You and he should possess the same Eight Wonders." Xu Si had also researched Wang Bing and was familiar with him. "But I find it strange. How did the Wang family learn the Eight Wonders from you?"
Feng Xingtong shook his head, not quite sure.
"Perhaps you think those Eight Wonders are quite impressive," Xiaoya said with a disdainful smile, "but I don't think they're that great, especially since his opponent is Zhao Li."
Xiaoya was full of confidence in Zhao Li and believed that Zhao Li could handle everything.