Chapter 278 Tang San, the son of the wanted criminal Tang Hao
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Days pass by day.
On the eve of the game.
On the street at dusk, Prince Xueqinghe accompanied Tang San and walked into the gate of the competition committee in time.
There are only less than five minutes left before the staff of the competition committee closed down.
Bang!
In the hall, Tang San threw the documents in his hand heavily on the counter.
Seeing that the staff behind the counter were unmoved, Tang San was about to get angry, but Xue Qinghe, who was standing beside him, stopped him.
"I'm disturbing." Xue Qinghe apologized to the staff and said politely:
"These documents can prove that Tang San is not the son of Tang Hao, a wanted criminal in the Martial Soul Palace, but the leader of the Tang Sect, a sect belonging to the Tiandou Empire."
"Please check it out a few more people. If there is no problem, I hope to restore the qualification of Tang San, the leader of Tang Sect, to participate."
Facing the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, even if the orders of Yu Xiaogang, the honorary elder of the Wuhun Hall, the staff members dared not give him a good face.
Moreover, the order they received was to try to make things difficult for Tang San and give him a stumbling block. There were no rigid regulations to prevent Tang San from participating in the competition.
Therefore, with the kind words of Xue Qinghe, a staff member in charge had a false smile on his face and said:
"Okay, please wait."
He looked through it casually for a few seconds, then took out a long-prepared agreement and put it on the counter.
"This is a letter of commitment. Just sign and seal this Mr. Tang San. After completion, I will immediately go through the procedures for resuming the competition qualification."
Xue Qinghe took it with a smile, and the black and white words on it were clearly written. There was no father-son relationship between Tang San and Tang Hao, and even if there was a sign, it would be forcibly cut off.
"No problem, Brother Tang San, sign!"
After roughly browsing, Xue Qinghe handed the agreement in his hand to Tang San.
After Tang San took it, he didn't even look at the content of the agreement. He picked up a quill on the counter and sucked ink and wrote his name on it. Then he pressed his right thumb on the ink and pressed his handprint on the two words "Tang San".
"Hmph, stupid Martial Spirit Hall." After doing all this, Tang San threw the agreement to the staff and sneered in his heart:
"Agreement? What is that? It's not a promise I said in person, and it's impossible to count."
"Master Yu Xiaogang, the honorary elder of the Martial Soul Palace, right? He was born into the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, right!"
"When I get through the qualifiers, when it comes to the knockout stage, no matter whether it is the team of the Wuhun Palace or the team of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, you can't think of it all!"
After one or two minutes.
When the staff had just handed the completed qualification certificate to Xue Qinghe, the wall clock on the hall wall rang the hourly bell.
"Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to participate in the qualifying round of this Continental Senior Soul Master Elite Competition in this last time."
"Thank you, it's the limit." Xue Qinghe replied with a smile.
The reason why he and Tang San came to handle the business of restoring the competition was to prevent these staff from making other excuses to cancel Tang San's qualification for another competition after handling the business.
This incident has happened three or four times, and they have learned a lesson and come up with a way to handle the business at a certain time. There is no way. Although the Tiandou Empire is the four major organizers of the competition with the Spirit Hall, it is the headquarters of the competition committee after all.
Yu Xiaogang can get the handwriting of the Pope Bibidong of the Wuhun Palace at any time, but if you want to get the handwriting of the Emperor of Snow Night in the Tiandou Empire, you need to send a letter from Wuhun City to Tiandou City, and then send the handwriting of the emperor back to Wuhun City from Tiandou City.
This time, even if you use the fastest message transmission method, it will take several days.
"For, Brother Tang San, let's go!"
Xue Qinghe seemed to be in a particularly good mood. The cheerful smile from the heart is more infectious than the usual elegant and easy-going smile.
Even Tang San realized that the smile seemed different from usual and said intimately:
"Strange, is this prince really a kind-hearted person?"
Since Yu Xiaogang stumbling on other identities such as the Honorary Elder of the Spirit Hall, Xue Qinghe has spared no effort to help him when he found out.
How could he know that Xue Qinghe’s true identity is Qian Renxue, the young master of the Wu Soul Palace, and Yu Xiaogang can be regarded as Qian Renxue’s stepfather in a sense.
Therefore, the other reasons why Xue Qinghe helped Tang San so enthusiastically was secondary, and the most important thing was to go against Yu Xiaogang.
As long as Yu Xiaogang is unhappy, he will be happy.
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On the way back to the hotel.
Tang San recalled the unpleasant days recently.
Since he met Hu Liena that day, no good thing has happened.
First, a red-haired explosive head rushed up and slapped him without saying a word, saying some inexplicable words.
Tang San could not bear this kind of thing, so he started fighting with the man in the hotel lobby.
After Tang San knocked down the explosion head, he realized that the person he was trampling on was Yan, one of the golden generation of the Martial Soul Hall.
The reason why Yan beat him was also very strange. It was because Hu Liena liked him, and she also liked Hu Liena.
The battle between Tang San and Yan not only revealed the Soul Saint's cultivation level in advance, but was also arrested by the Wuhun Palace law enforcement team who arrived at the end and was imprisoned in the Wuhun City prison for intentional provocation and destruction of public facilities. It was not until a day later that Xue Qinghe was bailed by the news.
With such an experience, when people talk about the first soul saint in this competition, they will remember that Tang San was arrested in prison for a deliberate fight, which has become a dark history that will never be erased in their entire lives.
Tang San, who had just been released from prison at that time, had not had time to breathe the fresh and sweet air from the outside world, and was informed by members of the competition committee who were guarding outside the prison that he had lost the qualification for the competition due to some irresistible reasons.
In the days to come, Tang San was busy with this matter until now, and he got the qualification to participate.
On the way back to the hotel, Xue Qinghe seemed to remember something, looked at Tang San and told him:
"Brothers Tang San, there will be a opening match tomorrow, and the quota will randomly draw two teams from all the teams participating in the qualifiers."
"If our academy is lucky enough to be drawn, you have to pay attention to your degree when you start tomorrow. If the other party is too disabled and too severe, your qualification for participation will still be cancelled."
"This is also impossible. Who made a group of soul kings not have a monster of the Soul Saint level?"
"There is no time when the Soul Saint is unable to stop the Soul Sect. Only when the average strength of the participating teams has been improved will this regulation be less strict."
(This chapter ends)