My control skills are too weird

Almost at the same time, Yong Xiang frowned slightly, and a "gurgling" sound came from his stomach.

This feeling came quickly, he started to feel some pain in his stomach, and it seemed that something had already reached the door.

Yongxiang thought it was a fart and wanted to let it out slowly. However, a second before he let it out, he suddenly realized that it was not a fart at all!

When he realized this, he immediately tightened his sphincter and stopped his crazy behavior.

And his stomach hurt even more now.

"Hey, hey! I'm here!" Zuo Yuan rushed over happily.

Yong Xiang's eyes widened in horror, and he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute... I'm not ready yet..."

However, Zuo Yuan didn't listen to him at all and ran faster.

must……

We must escape from here...

Almost reaching the limit...

Yong Xiang was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat. He hunched over and turned around slowly.

Being able to hide in the crowd...

It's safe for now...

As long as I can get there...

"What is that guy doing!?"

"Why didn't I understand? He was running away? And then that F-class trash was chasing him?"

"No, what is this? Why is he running! Fighting! What does it mean that he, an A-level berserker, turns around and runs away!?"

"Brother, can you fucking do it? If not, get out! Don't occupy the latrine and don't poop!"

"I really didn't expect that someone would be chased by an F-level controller. It has totally embarrassed our Fanlin Academy!"

The students around him were completely confused when they saw this strange scene.

These words reached Yong Xiang's ears, but they did not stir up any excitement.

After all, he has already used all his strength just to deal with the yellow water that is about to spurt out.

He thought it was a miracle that he could still move around like this.

Right now...

There was an unfamiliar touch on his shoulder.

Yong Xiang suddenly trembled, his face was horrified, and he turned his head tremblingly, only to see Zuo Yuan looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Don't...don't do this...please..."

"Let me go, okay...I'm about to shit my pants..."

"Brother...it was my fault before...you don't remember the faults of villains..."

"If I pull it out here... my life will really be over..."

He was about to cry and looked at Zuo Yuan with pleading eyes.

There were hundreds of pairs of eyes in the whole school staring at him!

If he released himself in public here, it would indeed be no different than death.

"Don't worry, buddy, he's not such a bad person." Zuo Yuan patted him on the shoulder.

Yong Xiang showed an expression of "Finally saved" and quickly thanked: "Thank you..."

"I think you may have misunderstood me." He smiled slightly.

Seeing Zuo Yuan's gentle smile, his eyes widened suddenly, and his heart suddenly "thumped".

"What I mean is, you won't be the only one who will rant in public. I will find many companions for you, don't worry."

"no, do not want……"

Yong Xiang shook his head in horror, but Zuo Yuan punched his slightly bulging lower abdomen.

How could Yongxiang, who was already holding back his energy to the limit, be able to withstand such an attack.

The moment Zuo Yuan's fist fell...

Accompanied by a loud "pop" sound, there was a burst of sound, followed by a sound of soup and water.

This powerful impact actually broke through the double protection of underwear and pants, and a few drops flew out.

A large amount of yellow liquid emitted a strong stench that swept through everything around it.

Yong Xiang has never felt such a joyful release.

Now that he has reached this stage, he no longer holds back, but vents everything in his heart.

Clench your fists and start exerting force crazily.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

He roared lowly. Together with the "biaji" sound it makes when it is thinning, the two cooperate with each other, just like a stage play, and produce an amazing performance.

It makes people think...

The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and flows down three thousand feet.

The large puddle of yellow soup beneath him was like a spotlight on a stage, shrouding him alone.

At this moment, time seems to stand still.

Everyone is an audience, only he is elegant alone.

Everyone was shocked by his talent!

Everyone applauded his performance!

"I'm going to test your horse! Don't fucking shit around here!"

"Don't tell me, this is really the most violent movement I have ever seen. It has been almost five minutes and it hasn't stopped yet..."

"I really can't hold it any longer. How long are you going to finish it?"

"I have lived for eighteen years and have never seen such a battle. What kind of cow and horse food did I eat to become like this? My face is almost turning green, and I still won't stop!?"

"How could someone throw a javelin like this in public!"

"It's so disgusting! I'm going to vomit..."

"It's really physical now: the shit is coming out."

Everyone who had regained their composure was immediately stunned. There was no one present who was not dumbfounded.

After all, this picture is really too explosive.

Those with low mental endurance had already gone to the side and vomited.

Most of the other people frowned and looked embarrassed.

There are also a small number of people who seem to be used to it and can even make fun of it.

In any case, Yongxiang's move really scared everyone.

As time goes by, the sound of the water becomes smaller and smaller, and it is no longer as brave and fearless as before.

This consumed almost all his energy. He held on to his strength, and after walking two steps, he finally fell into the yellow thick soup.

In just ten minutes, everyone felt like several years had passed.

Incredibly long.

"Is this the strength of your Fanlin Academy? It is simply vulnerable." Zuo Yuan spat arrogantly.

These words directly redirected everyone's attention to Zuo Yuan.

"What did you kid just do?" someone asked first.

Because Yong Xiang's movements were very strange at the beginning, and he didn't even start to turn around and run away.

Moreover, everything about Yongxiang's eyes and posture revealed something strange, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

"As you can see, one punch knocked out all his shit. Moreover, his shit was not very clean." Zuo Yuan said.

"Stop farting here! You must have done something! Otherwise, how could he turn around and run away right after the game started? You must have done something to him!"

"I don't know. He was probably intimidated by me. After all, he is just a little A-level berserker. It is normal for him to be frightened by me."

Seeing that Zuo Yuan was not telling the truth, everyone was in trouble for a while.

After all, no one knows why Yongxiang became like that.

The only thing that is certain is that it must be Zuo Yuan's fault, but no one knows how it was done.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"

Zuo Yuan took a step forward, and everyone took half a step back.

Seeing this, Zuo Yuan just grinned and said, "I see, are you all scared by me?"

As much as they hate to admit it, it's true.

after all……

No one wants to become the next Yong Xiang, which is even more torture than killing them directly.