Chapter 222 The Winning Soul Temple is victorious
On the high platform, Ghost Dou Luo and Ju Dou Luo shouted again.
"Haotian Hammer?"
"And the blue silver grass plus Haotian hammer, this guy is"
Bi Bidong looked at everything that happened indifferently. She knew that Tang San's identity had long been known, but she did not expect that the other party would expose Haotian Hammer under the public for the victory of the game.
"Your Majesty, do you want us?"
Yue Guan's dumb and female face appeared on the face of the males and her maneuver, and he arched his hands for Bidong.
After thinking for a moment, Bibidong sighed slightly.
"Let's talk about the end of the competition."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Jumou Luo and Ghost Dou Luo retreated, and looked at Tang San's eyes again.
Ning Fengzhi saw the shock in the eyes of the other person after looking at the sword and bone.
"Wind, this kid is Tang Hao's son?"
Ning Feng nodded to recognize the heart of Chen Xin, glanced at Ning Bei on the stands, and found that his expression had not changed, so he knew that all this was also in the son's plan, so he let go.
"Belle should have arrangements, let's not ignore it."
Tang Sanjian Xieyue did not fall out of the platform to show his disappointment. In his ideas, this wave was unwilling to send it directly to the platform to eliminate.
Unexpectedly, even Haotian hammer was exposed, but he did not get his ideal results.
Hu Lena glanced anxiously and glanced out of his brother, and saw him slowly climbing up and spitting out a large blood foam. Then he took a sigh of relief, turned his head again, and looked at Tang San's eyes became colder. Essence
"The third soul skills · demon fox change."
"The first soul skills · fox fire order."
No matter what Tang San used to cause her fifth soul skills to lose its effect, she dare not gamble with mental strength. The little fox is simply hard to imagine what kind of ridicule will be.
She just wants to clean up the smelly mines steadily now.
"The fourth soul skills · Qiang, the first soul skills · cut."
Xieyue was obviously the same. After getting up again, he launched his soul skills and rushed directly towards Tang San.
King Tang Shen could only mention Haotian Hammer to show the enemy's hammer method, but just made him very difficult with one enemy and two soul kings, and he would always take care of him.
After a while, there would be a lot of burns and cuts on the body.
At this moment, Tang San still did not forget the teachings of wet wet, and kept calm at any time to analyze the opponent's flaws.
Stepping on the ghost fans, the wind of Haotian hammered in his hand whistled, and for a while, the evil moon and Hu Lena were afraid to act too lightly, for fear that Tang San would change the injury with injuries.
Until Tang San's body's anger's anger had disappeared, the momentum of the whole person fell again, and the two had increased their attack frequency.
Tang San, who was hard to cook for the rice, faced the cooperation of the two soul kings, and never thought of a good response. Finally, the two were slowly forced to fall behind the corners of the platform.
As the referee announced the results of the game, the brothers and sisters exhaled heavily, and hurriedly greeted the staff to raise the players for treatment.
Dwitzing looked at Tang San, who was deadly and returned, patted his shoulders to show comfort, and his teammates also expressed their respect to King Tang Shen. It seems to be proud to them. "Little monsters, don't be deadly. The average age of our Slak team can be said to be the youngest except the Emperor Douji team. Many of you can even participate in the next Soul Master's competition. My performance for you for you. Proud "
Frande saw that the trainees were low in emotion, and they also comforted them. Even with a hair, he also gritted his teeth and decided to ask everyone to go to the Drunk Fairy Tower to put a table.
The first to restore the spirit is the fat man. He had no much pursuit of the championship. It was good to think about Lulu's face.
Anyway, this wave of martial arts combination is considered to make him a good sense of existence. What else is it?
"You can, the dean, are you blooming at the iron tree?"
"Stink little boy, let's get a little bit!"
"By the way, do we watch the final tomorrow?"
On the way to the hotel, the fat man asked curiously, and he also wanted to know the final result of the Wushun Temple team and the Emperor Douji team.
Nodded after thinking for a moment.
"Look at it, it's all the best among your peers. Watching their battles will only be good for your future development."
"That master, who do you think can get the final champion?"
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
When he heard the fat man's inquiry, everyone also looked at the wetness and wanted to hear his views.
"Well, this is hard to say. Many players of the Wuhun Temple team are injured today. If they are not restored, it may be difficult to get the wrist with the Emperor Dou."
"But the soul division's power of Wuhun Temple cannot be underestimated. It is possible to restore the status to a full victory before tomorrow."
"At that time, the Emperor Dou Second Team will not have our method of dealing with Wuhun integration skills. At that time, the Wuxun Temple team will win a bigger."
The Slacks nodded when they heard the words. Some of them still hoped that the Wushen Temple team could win. Even Tang San, who had a deep hatred with Wuhun Temple, thought so.
Perhaps it is the reason why Ning Rongrong and themselves are all their peers, and they don't want to tend to be lower.
When I came to the hotel and waited for the food, Tang San pulled Demon to a secluded place.
"Teacher, my Haotian hammer has been exposed. Is it better to leave Wuhun City today?"
He shook his head with a big wet smile and shook his head, indicating that it was not necessary.
"I have some friendship with the Pope of Wuhun Temple. She should not be able to start with you. Moreover, they are the organizers of this competition.
Tang San heard that he took his heart, and only his expectations were left. He wanted to see how the Emperor Dou team broke the Wuhun integration skills.
The reason why D wetness didn't think Bidong would not start with Tang San because the other party in the Pope Temple clearly said that he sent someone to assassinate Tang San, but in the end, his disciples came to Wuxun City safely.
For a while, his wolf's heart was softened a lot. He felt that Bidong still cared about himself. The reason why he was so angry, and Ning Bei's ambiguity was automatically attributed to this category.
Now that the game is over, he expected that Bidong will definitely see Tang San on his face.
I have to say that it is extremely confident, but Bibidong really does not dare to directly start Tang San, but it is not for him, but he is beaten by him.
The rising and rising and the moon came again, and the new day came again, and the National Elite Soul Soul Contest also ushered in the end of the end.
Wuhun Temple Team VS Tiandou Royal College Second Team.
The audience poured into the venue early and wanted to grab a best viewing position. Because there was no existence of the fart king, everyone had to worry about so much.
(End of this chapter)