Who put Fatty Blue in my pocket?

Wen Fan shrugged: "This thing is not lethal." As

he spoke, he smashed the strangely shaped stick in his hand to the ground, and sure enough, there was no reaction.

He Shun made up his mind, thinking that Wen Fan was going to be a demon again, and it seemed that he had no tricks.

"I couldn't bite the teeth, so I threw him out of the field, and although I couldn't abuse him, I could end the fight quickly. He Shun thought to himself: "It's really not good, I tore all his clothes to see if he still has the face to continue to stay on the stage." Bent

his knees, and was about to attack again, he saw Wen Fan take out a small bamboo dragonfly from his pocket and put it on his head.

He Shun knew that this was a flying prop, and he didn't make a fuss, although he didn't learn flying spells, but with his own bounce power, it was still easy to attack Wen Fan in the sky, and the exam rules stipulated that the flight time and altitude were also limited, to see how long he could fly.

No longer hesitated, showed his claws, and rushed towards Wen Fan.

Wen Fan still didn't dodge, wearing a bamboo dragonfly on his head and holding a thin black stick, quietly waiting for He Shun to come over.

He Shun sneered, stretched out his claws and was about to tear Wen Fan's clothes apart.

However, Wen Fan simply resisted with the stick in his hand.

He Shun raised his eyebrows, this stick is not as bluffing as the shiny stick just now, as long as it is an ordinary material, it will be broken with one claw.

As a result, He Shun's slap touched the black stick, and Wen Fan controlled the bamboo dragonfly to fly up at the same time.

He Shun's face didn't have time to change, and he bent down suddenly and vomited wildly to the ground.

"Gross, vomit

, vomit!", at

the same time, the pants around the buttocks under the big tail also bulged up, making a "poof" sound.

After a while, the pants couldn't be covered, a crack was cracked, and a huge amount of feces gushed out.

Really vomiting and diarrhea.

However, He Shun couldn't stop this behavior at all, and he was like a two-headed fountain in the ring.

The mouth of Ula Ula kept spitting, and the anus seemed to have lost its ability to self-restraint and poured out for thousands of miles.

"Hmm... Wen Fan... I'm your mother" "

Puff puff..... Vomit vomit ~ " He Shun knelt on the ground, couldn't block his ends, and said in pain: "I'm * your fucking Wen Fan!" Wen

Fan was wearing a bamboo dragonfly at this time, holding a stick and hovering in the air, he didn't want to fly away from the battle arena, but he just expected this scene to dodge in advance.

Looking at He Shun, who was vomiting and diarrhea, Wen Fan was a little dumbfounded, and he was very satisfied with the power of the stick in his hand.

Not only Wen Fan, but the audience was stunned, they had seen injuries in the ring, they had seen blood, they had seen someone begging for mercy, and they had seen someone make a lot of nonsense.

But I've never seen anyone. Or fountain-style.

Maybe it's because after transforming into a werewolf, his quality has been enhanced in all aspects, and even the strength of spitting is much greater, and the scope is also very broad.

A foul smell permeated the ring, and Wen Fan couldn't help frowning.

Zuo Huaibi was even more angry, and the water cup in his hand was about to be crushed, not to let Wen Fan destroy the venue, just like this, there will be several battles next, how can those students take the test?

Looking at the students in the preparation area, all of them were motionless as if they had been struck by lightning, and they looked at the shocking scene in the ring in a daze.

Even the referee didn't know what to say, and quickly moved away from the filth that was gradually spreading on the ground.

Listening to He Shun kneeling on the ground and spitting and scolding, Wen Fan was unhappy, lowered the height with a stick in his hand, and came to He Shun's side again: "I have two mothers and you are still scolding!"

"Gash gash grub!" "

Puff

puff!" "I'll let you scold!"

"Gash gash groom!" "

Puff

puff!" "Still scolding or not!"

"G······mmmm

So everyone present saw a miraculous scene, He Shun couldn't say a word, just kept vomiting, vomiting to the back, he really couldn't vomit anything, even vomited bile, and lay on his vomit on his own vomit.

And the anus has been pulled to the prolapse, the asshole is turned out, and a few drops of juice are squeezed out with a "poof" sound from time to time.

And Wen Fan also held a black stick and poked He Shun from time to time.

He Shun looked gloomy and withered, looking at the referee with a desperate face.

It's not that he doesn't want to admit defeat, but he really can't speak.

But that's the rule, you can't lose without admitting defeat in person, or throwing it off the field, or losing its combat effectiveness.

How did He Shun abuse Chen Xue at that time?

Poke Chen Xue's throat, twist off Chen Xue's legs and one arm, leaving only one arm, so that Chen Xue has a chance to fight back and not faint.

Chen Xue was also strong, and she did not lose consciousness until she was thrown out of the field.

He Shun was very embarrassed at this time, transformed into a werewolf, the blade-like claws have not been recovered, and the referee defaulted to the fact that he still has the ability to fight, and he has not lost consciousness, so the game naturally has to continue.

Anyway, it's more than half the time.

The audience outside the arena laughed and laughed, looking at this scene on the field, they all felt a little beyond their imagination.

Everyone expected Wen Fan to beat He Shun out of the, but before he did, why did he spray it?

I don't know what He Shun ate, the vomit and excrement were extremely stinky, spreading in the stadium, everyone frowned, and didn't dare to take a big breath.

A tenth of the ring was occupied by yellow, green, and black filth, mixed with a hint of scarlet, and it seemed that it had begun to pull blood.

Wen Fan spent 1 point to buy a gas mask to put on for himself, so that he would not faint from the stench.

Looking at He Shun who was dying on the ground, the corners of Wen Fan's mouth under the mask curled slightly.

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Item: Sick Stick!Quality

: Magical

Value: 25Effect

: Stimulates the organ's internal organs with a unique pulse, causing irrepressible vomiting and excretion.

Note: Take this thing away from me!Quantity

: 1/200Durability: 100

From: "Haibian King 2"

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If Wen Fan was asked to choose the most powerful among his props, Wen Fan would not be able to choose, because there must be a more powerful one waiting for him in the store.

But let him choose the one that can disgust people the most, it must be the "sick stick".

Disgusting not only the opponent, but also disgusting himself and all witnesses.

A psychophysical double blow to the target.

He didn't think about how to punish He Shun, but He Shun was unwilling to admit defeat, so he could only use a sick stick to force him to admit defeat.

However, it seems that the effect is a little too good, and He Shun no longer has the strength to admit defeat.

Wen Fan controlled the bamboo dragonfly, tried not to touch the ground as much as possible, and took out a set of protective clothing from his pocket, and after simply putting it on, he flew to He Shun's side.

"Don't blame me, I gave you a chance.

He Shun rolled his eyes, lying in the soup mixed with his vomit and excrement, panting and not saying a word.

Wen Fan looked at the time, there were still 5 minutes left.

A game lasted 30 minutes, and the two really fought face-to-face for less than 5 minutes, and He Shun was a fountain for the remaining 20 minutes.

Now that it has come to this point, Wen Fan doesn't plan to waste it.

He Shun has rough skin and thick meat, but it is a rare life number brusher.

Inside the protective suit, Wen Fan was still wearing easy gloves, and it was easy to pick up the golden hoop stick, and it was even easier to lift He Shun.

Reaching out to hold He Shun's big tail, which was still stained with messy juice, causing the audience's stomachs to twitch.

In the shocked eyes of the audience, Wen Fan beat He Shun back and forth on the field like a mallet.

"pong!snap~"pong!snap~"pong!snap~"pong!snap~"pong!snap~"

pong!snap~"

The sound of slapping was endless. The point is that there is also a large puddle of excrement on the ground, and every time you fall, a lot of juice will be splashed.

Half of the ground in the entire arena was soaked in rain and dew.

The referee even directly released the levitation technique and flew into the sky away from the arena.

It wasn't until the last 5 seconds left that He Shun, who was covered in bruises in his hands, was completely unconscious, and was thrown out of the field by Wen Fan.

Coincidentally, the place where it was thrown happened to be the place where Chen Xue was thrown.