C15 Mockery

Ruan Xinghao clenched his legs together and, with gritted teeth, made his way over to Zhao Su. He raised his hand, determined to let everyone know that not even flatulence could stop him from throwing a punch!

Another loud fart escaped him.

With his legs still pressed together, Ruan Xinghao's punch landed feebly on Zhao Su's shoulder.

"Is Ruan Xinghao here for comic relief?" someone jeered.

"Can anyone tell me how to stop laughing?" another person chimed in.

"This is too funny!"

The crowd burst into raucous laughter. At that moment, Ruan Xinghao was the clown at the center of the spectacle.

He became the center of attention, his face burning with embarrassment. If only the earth would open up and swallow him whole.

Zhao Su joined the laughter, clearly enjoying himself. His Strength Value had increased by nearly 2000 points, and he was brimming with energy.

Zhao Su felt as if he could take down a bull with his bare hands.

"What are you so smug about, Zhao Su? Let's see you fight me after I've been to the restroom!" Ruan Xinghao said angrily.

He wondered if there was something off with the bean paste buns he had for breakfast.

Ruan Xinghao decided to head to the restroom before confronting Zhao Su again.

"Sure," Zhao Su replied.

He popped another piece of bubble gum into his mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

"Host's Strength Value increased by 100 points!"

Ruan Xinghao, hitching up his pants, hurried into the men's restroom by the playground.

During the downtime, Zhao Su checked the live stream room and noticed that the viewership had soared to 120,000. The chat was abuzz with activity.

He had received an array of gifts.

Zhao Su felt a pang of regret. If only he could convert those gifts into Popularity Value.

"The System Shop is now active. Host, you can now exchange your Popularity Value and live stream gifts for items. Would you like to proceed?" the system offered.

Zhao Su spit out his gum, his eyes shining with excitement.

Ruan Xinghao returned to the field with determination in his eyes.

"Zhao Su! I'm ready for you. Today's the day I take you down! And from now on, you're to stay away from my goddess, Yuyan!" Ruan Xinghao shouted.

"Go, Xinghao! And please, no more farting!" someone in the crowd called out.

"I'm done with farting!" Ruan Xinghao affirmed, his eyes unwavering.

Zhao Su appeared calm, but he couldn't shake a feeling of nervousness. He hoped Ruan Xinghao truly was done with the farting.

He approached Zhao Su, closing the gap to a mere half a centimeter.

This time, he was truly determined to avoid any embarrassing mishaps!

Ruan Xinghao's pace quickened with excitement. Zhao Su, on the other hand, stood motionless, as if struck with fear.

"Zhao Su is rumored to be vying with Ruan Xinghao for Yuyan's affections. Handsome as he may be, he's no match for Ruan Xinghao."

The situation was clear. Zhao Su was in for a beating unless by some miracle he could avoid it.

The timid girls in the crowd covered their eyes, too scared to watch the impending confrontation.