Douluo Continent: Changing just one word ruined the entire character's persona.

Chapter 52 Promotional Poster Content

"right!"

"continue!"

"That's it!"

Another outrageous and provocative remark that ignited the entire audience.

Jiang Liu really felt like he was about to die.

"Thousand-Handed Silver Grass, I call you your godfather."

"What do you take my martial spirit for?!"

He gripped the gun barrel with both hands and pulled it outwards with force.

"Don't!"

"Don't pull it out!"

Tang San's voice already contained a plea.

"Don't pull it out, there are too many people here, let's find another place."

"How about we go somewhere else?"

"What does this Thousand-Handed Silver Grass want to do?"

"Could it be that she's taken a liking to the other Soul Master, Jiang Liu!"

Jiang Liu was completely stunned.

He muttered, "Wife, I'm not clean anymore!"

"I'm dirty!"

"Thousand-Handed Silver Grass, I hate you!"

The current inside Tang San was getting stronger and stronger.

He had already clamped his legs together as tightly as possible, not daring to relax a single part of his body.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill, the Mysterious Jade Hand—never stopped.

But blocking it is simply impossible to block it.

Modifications to the plot are rule-based; once a modification is made, it will inevitably happen.

Finally, that critical point was reached.

The three-pointed double-edged sword stuck in Tang San's buttocks flew backwards like a cannonball.

Immediately following this, red and white substances sprang out from Tang San's body.

Blood and grains gushed outwards in a frenzied manner, like a flood bursting its banks.

Jiang Liu had almost given up, but the moment he saw this, he quickly dodged to the side and jumped off the stage.

This Soul Battle Arena is no place for humans.

He simply couldn't take it anymore.

He never wants to fight in Soul Battle again.

The red and yellow colors covered most of the fighting arena almost instantly. It was fortunate that the fighting arena was big enough, otherwise the audience would have been the ones to suffer.

"Let's get out of here first."

Flander turned and led the Shrek Academy students away in another direction.

"Don't even mention knowing Tang San, let alone that he's from Shrek Academy. I can't bear the shame. He's shameless, Yu Xiaogang is shameless, but I still have my pride!"

It's fortunate that their battle of spirits wasn't taking place here, otherwise, if they continued fighting spirits, it would be utterly disgusting.

Those people behind them are truly blessed.

The host of the Soul Arena cautiously walked over from the side.

"Jiang Liu leaves the Soul Battle Arena, conceding defeat. Thousand Hands Silver Grass has won this Soul Battle!"

He didn't want to stay a second longer, and after saying that, he quickly left the Soul Arena.

Tang San stuck out his buttocks, not daring to straighten his back at all.

My buttocks hurt so much, it was a tearing pain.

I can't take it anymore; I've never experienced anything like this in my life.

He shakily pulled up his pants, wanting to escape quickly.

After being stuck in traffic for so long, it still didn't clear up.

Luckily, I was wearing a mask, so no one knew who I was.

With each step he took forward, he felt as if a knife was cutting into his flesh inside his body.

Today was a tough day, but thankfully we won. With these ten gold soul coins, it was all worth it.

The cleaning crew on the arena arrived quickly, but they couldn't help but frown when they saw the mess on the ground.

They had witnessed far too many tragic scenes, but none could compare to this.

The next battle is scheduled to begin in three minutes.

But now we can only force a delay.

"The mistress,"

Feeling that it was almost time, Yu Xiaogang finally arrived late. He looked around but couldn't find Flander and the others, so he had no choice but to look for Tang San.

"How was it? You won, didn't you?"

He quickly stepped forward to help Tang San up. Although Tang San's back was filthy, the rest of his body was clean. Tang San gave a bitter smile, forcing out a few words.

"Godfather, we've won!"

"It's good that we won, mistress. It was all worth it."

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

"Today they laugh at you, tomorrow they'll be begging for your attention!"

Yu Xiaogang started feeding Tang San chicken soup,

Tang San had been easily fooled by Yu Xiaogang, but a few simple words from him quickly roused him.

"Godfather, one day they will all fall at my feet!"

"A mistress, that's right."

He patted Tang San on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go get our winning reward now."

The two slowly moved towards the registration area, and the staff quickly added one point to Tang San's score.

But just as they were about to obtain the ten gold soul coins, an unexpected incident occurred.

"Thousand Hands Silver Grass, your points have been added, but we cannot give you the ten Gold Soul Coins you won."

"Why!"

Tang San immediately asked anxiously,

I went through so much trouble, lost all face, and endured unparalleled pain.

So they didn't give me those ten gold soul coins?

Yu Xiaogang asked anxiously, "Why?!"

Without these ten gold soul coins, what will we eat later?

They're already injured like this.

Tang San will definitely not be able to fight spirits tomorrow.

"Because the Thousand Hands Silver Grass caused too much pollution to the Soul Arena, which had a very bad impact."

A voice rang out from inside the registration area.

"Manager Ao,"

The staff at the registration desk bowed to him.

Supervisor Ao nodded, signaling him to step back, and then spoke with Tang San and the other person himself.

"The impact on the Soul Arena has been too great; we won't give you these ten gold soul coins easily."

Yu Xiaogang sensed the hidden meaning in Manager Ao's words; clearly, they wanted him to contribute something.

"Tell me your conditions."

He put his left hand behind his back, adopting the posture of a master. Since the other party needed his help, he could no longer be as humble as before.

Manager Ao said calmly,

I want to make a promotional poster.

"I need your permission to use Thousand Hands Silver Grass, that is, Tang San, as the main character on the promotional poster."

"In addition, Tang San must come to the Soto Great Soul Arena for a Soul Battle at least once a week."

Yu Xiaogang raised his head slightly.

"What if I don't agree?"

Manager Ao's expression remained unchanged. "If you don't agree, you won't get those ten gold soul coins. In addition, you will need to compensate for the loss of an extra ten gold soul coins."

Upon hearing that compensation would be demanded, Yu Xiaogang agreed without hesitation.

"Can!"

"However, you must wear a mask."

He began to think about it.

The promotional posters portray him as a positive character, which wouldn't harm Tang San. As for coming to the Soto Grand Arena for weekly battles, that would be a breeze—it's what they're supposed to do anyway.

It's a sure thing, you can't lose money.

Upon hearing Yu Xiaogang's agreement, Manager Ao's face immediately lit up with a smile. He quickly took out ten gold soul coins from behind his back and placed them in Yu Xiaogang's hand.

"This is your reward for winning."

"I wish you continued success in the Soto Arena."

Both parties left satisfied immediately.

After returning to the office, Supervisor Ao quickly ordered the creation of a new promotional poster.

This was something that suddenly came to his mind; Thousand Hands Silver Grass's fame would soar tonight.

If such a famous person is used for promotion, it will inevitably attract a large number of people to the Soto Arena to watch.

The poster's image is simple: Tang San, wearing a mask, is tightly gripping a three-pointed, double-edged sword that a dark figure behind him is stabbing into his buttocks.

The text is accompanied by Tang San's words.

"Push harder!"

"Insert it in!"

(End of this chapter)