Douluo: On the wedding night, Bibi Dong eavesdropped on her heart

Being able to make five challengers fart and run away is enough to prove that Yu Chenglong still has some strength.

However, this strength is only limited to challenges.

If it were an actual battle, I believe no one would stand stupidly in the poisonous mist and absorb the poisonous mist.

As for Yu Chenglong himself, he was very satisfied with the embarrassment and fart of the five soul masters who came to challenge.

Unknowingly, Yu Chenglong stood up straighter, with his head raised and his chest raised, with a confident and proud look.

"Little Meng is not a waste, he will become a nightmare in your hearts!"

"I want to prove that I am not a waste through one challenge after another. In the future, I will also cultivate to the title of Douluo, so that people who look down on me will fart and flee!"

Yu Chenglong's eyes were burning hot, what he saw when he raised his eyes was full of dreams.

After the first wave of challenges ended, it took a while to relax.

The master of ceremonies then said to everyone in the audience:

"The five distinguished guests just killed each other, so no one won the challenge in the end!"

"Is there anyone still willing to come up to accept the challenge?"

The master of ceremonies spoke to everyone in a tactful manner.

After everyone heard the words, many people were ready to move.

It is indeed disadvantageous to challenge as a group, but you might be able to succeed if you challenge alone.

At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped up from the stage and came to the challenge stage.

This is a middle-aged soul master with a dark yellow face. He looks sickly and a little scary.

"Thirty-level soul master, Wu Zisheng comes to challenge!"

The middle-aged soul master with a dark yellow face said.

"Well, okay, friend Wu Zisheng, I wonder if you want to challenge alone, or do you plan to wait for other friends to challenge together?"

The master of ceremonies asked.

"one person!"

Wu Zisheng replied calmly.

Wu Zisheng is not stupid.

If a group of people challenge collectively, there will always be some weak chickens who can't help farting ahead of time, affecting and disgusting other challengers.

Wu Zisheng doesn't want to smell other people's stinky farts and feces.

"Okay, then you can start by paying the silver soul coins!"

The master of ceremonies said kindly with a smile on his face.

"OK, all right."

Wu Zisheng did not hesitate to pay the five Gintama coins and waited for the challenge to begin.

After Wu Zisheng paid the Gintama coins, the challenge officially started.

The staff will light a stick of incense for timing.

At the same time, Yu Chenglong also controlled the nightmare and once again released his second soul skill, the magic tumor bomb!

In addition to the second soul skill, the magic tumor bomb, Yu Chenglong also released the first soul skill, the green tumor poisonous mist.

This poisonous tumor mist and the green poisonous mist are superimposed together, and the toxin is even more astonishing.

This was specially prepared by Yucheng Long for soul masters with Soul Master cultivation level to avoid being successfully challenged by the opponent.

Soon, the poisonous mist took shape.

Wu Zisheng broke into the poisonous mist without hesitation.

"Let me try to see if your poisonous mist is really that powerful and effective!"

Wu Zisheng's face was full of excitement.

Rushing into the poisonous fog, Wu Zisheng did not use his soul power to block the attack of the dense poisonous gas.

At this moment, the dark green poisonous gas continued to corrode Wu Zisheng's body...

The reason for participating in this challenge.

Wu Zisheng was not interested in the fifty Gintama coins, but because he wanted to cure the constipation he had suffered since childhood...

"My teacher told me that if this constipation is not cured, I will not be able to improve my cultivation in this life and break through to level 40 or above of Soul Sect!"

"I hope this poisonous mist won't disappoint me. I haven't had a baby in a long time!"

Wu Zisheng muttered in his heart.

Wu Zisheng suffered from a special symptom similar to constipation since he was a child.

This special symptom of constipation made Wu Zisheng unable to poop for several days or even weeks.

Every time I pull papa, there is only a little bit.

Accumulated over the years, Wu Zisheng's body is full of toxins.

This not only caused Wu Zisheng's complexion to turn yellow, but also caused his cultivation to progress very slowly.

He is almost fifty years old, but he is only at the thirty-first level of soul master, which is really too low.

Just now, Wu Zisheng was very envious when he saw that other challenges were unimpeded.

Participating in the challenge is not to win soul coins, but just to make yourself comfortable.

Wu Zisheng had a vague feeling that as long as he soaked in this poisonous mist, he would not only feel comfortable, but also improve his cultivation.

So, there was a gratifying scene next.

The other challengers are frantically using their soul power to block the poisonous gas attack.

On the other hand, Wu Zisheng opened his arms to welcome the dark green and terrifying poisonous gas, and he even took a sharp inhalation to inhale the poisonous gas into his body.

"Ok?"

Looking at this scene, Yu Chenglong was stunned for a moment.

It was the first time for Yu Chenglong to see someone actively absorbing his poisonous gas, and he was unavoidably surprised.

Surprised, Yu Chenglong frowned.

"Could it be that this Wu Zisheng possesses a soul skill that can be immune to my poisonous gas, or is it a treasure?"

"How else could he take the initiative to absorb my poisonous gas without worrying about the farts spreading away!"

Yu Chenglong wondered, this was the first time he encountered this situation.

Not only Yu Chenglong, but even the boss of the master of ceremonies was dumbfounded.

The master of ceremonies knows how powerful this poisonous fog is.

Standing in the poisonous mist will cause a person's soul power to become confused and poisoned, giving rise to the urge to fart and scatter.

And this Wu Zisheng took the initiative to absorb the poisonous gas and looked like he was enjoying it, which is really puzzling.

"Could it be that the poisonous mist has no effect on him?"

The master of ceremonies thought to himself, a little puzzled.

Everyone in the audience was also stunned.

"What kind of freak is this? It's too late for others to avoid this poisonous mist, why did he take the initiative to absorb it!"

"Yeah, look at his perverted expression, he seems very happy, I really saw a ghost!"

"Is that weird?! Isn't he afraid of farting and running away!"

"No, look at his perverted expression, he might want to fart on purpose, and then disgust us!"

"..."

Many people in the audience whispered to each other.

Du Bai also looked at Wu Zisheng on the stage with great interest.

Others are afraid of the poisonous mist, but Wu Zisheng smokes the poisonous mist fiercely.

This gave rise to an idea in people's mind, maybe this poisonous mist is not invincible, there is a way to crack it!

Therefore, everyone observed whether Wu Zisheng made any special moves.

However, no matter how they looked at it, they couldn't see anything strange.

While everyone was watching the game, some tall and strong members of the Lizhi clan mixed in with the audience.

This is a team led by Tai Zheng. They are secretly distributing advertisements in the more prosperous areas of Tiandou City.

Taizheng is thoughtful, so Captain Taino entrusts the area with a lot of traffic and prosperity to Taizheng to place advertisements.

This challenge stage, surrounded by many audiences, is a good place for them to place their advertisements.

At this time, there was a sharp-eyed force clan who glanced at Du Bai and Bibi Dong.