Chapter 97 New users arrive! Tang San challenges again!
Tang San made a fool of himself?
Mental Scan takes the lead and locks onto the target instantly.
He walked towards Meng Yiran who was grilling fish and declared war condescendingly——
"Today is the beginning of the month, and I want to challenge you!"
Meng Yiran: "???"
Are you sober?
Although they experienced a lot today, they actually just returned to school yesterday, and their last battle was the day before yesterday.
Not to mention that Meng Yiran also ate a piece of fairy grass and his level soared to level 40 and above.
What gave Tang San the confidence to think he could defeat her?
"Your external soul bone is at most 2,000 years old, right?" Meng Yiran said speechlessly: "You want to beat me just now? I'm already level 40!"
Tang San's expression changed slightly.
Level 40?
I didn’t see her absorbing the fairy grass this afternoon. Why is she at level 40?
But thinking about his tactics, he became confident again.
Not a big problem.
He said rudely: "The right to challenge every month was given to me by your master. How can you still disobey me?"
Meng Yiran's eyes instantly darkened.
Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang looked at each other even more unkindly.
If Tang San didn't have a titled father, the couple could hang him up in a mixed doubles match!
Your mouth is too mean.
"Okay!" Meng Yiran dropped the grilled fish: "If you want to humiliate yourself, of course I don't mind!"
Ning Fengzhi obviously understood the reason.
He clapped his hands.
The singing and dancing singers and dancers exited the stage in an orderly manner, which made Ma Hongjun and others with their eyes straightened suddenly felt annoyed.
It’s hard to enjoy this time, what’s going on with this little brat?
Can't it be later?
Tang San ignored the knife-like gaze, walked to the center of the field confidently, and still raised his fingers at Meng.
"Come on, I can't wait to take back my Eight Spider Spears."
Meng Yiran just sneered.
Summoning the attached soul bone and the Eight Spider Spears, the gauze covering his back shattered, and eight three-meter-long spider legs stretched out.
Holding her feet up in the air, she looked down at Tang San.
"You'd better think carefully about how to deal with the punishment of No. 1!"
Both of them are extremely confident and ready to go.
"Wait!"
Tang San, who was gaining momentum, angrily glanced at the speaker.
Who is so ignorant?
The pupils shrank!
First time, that’s okay.
The first person who shouted to stop said nothing, as if he was deep in thought.
In fact, the focus is on the live broadcast room.
[User "Angel God" enters the live broadcast room! 】
Here comes a new audience!
There are only two angels and gods in the past, who is coming?
Click on the audience list and see the avatar.
I'll be happy the first time.
Here comes another Tang San's mortal enemy.
[Angel God: In the battle at Jialing Pass, the angel god was shattered by a sneak attack. He took the stripped body of the Rakshasa God and hid in the mountains without showing up! 】
ah?
An angel god with a broken godhead?
Isn't that just a pauper?
["Angel God": Live broadcast room? Rakshasa God? Tang San! Are you teasing me? ! ! 】
["Rakshasa God":]
["Rakshasa God": Hey. There is a replay in the live broadcast room. You will know after taking a look. 】
The angel god was silent.
She is no longer a god, even her soul power has been abolished.
It may take some time to view the replay.
["Phoenix God": Speaking of stripping, is this what I understand? 】
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Naughty guy, thinking about something unhealthy again! Even if the god is dead, the god's costume, deity, and even the inheritance of the god's throne are all treasures to Tang San who has just become a god. 】
["God of Speed": Compared with those, I care more about sneak attacks. What's going on? 】
["Rakshasa God": Let's wait until she finishes reading. 】
It's complicated to say.
Reality only passed for a few seconds.
Seeing that everyone is staring at him, waiting for the next step.
First Hong blinked.
Snapped his fingers.
The dirt on the ground arched up and condensed into a ballot box.
He smiled and said——
"It's so boring to just fight like this."
"I am the banker, and everyone guesses who wins and the total duration of the battle."
"The one who guesses correctly and is closest in time will receive a mysterious grand prize~" "The rest will join Tang San and accept my mysterious punishment."
"For those who want to participate, write the answers on a piece of paper and put them in this box."
Mystery jackpot?
Mysterious punishment?
Everyone looked at each other.
First Hong's generous move was obvious to everyone.
But his evil methods are all experienced personally!
this.
Will you participate?
Among the people who hesitated, First Hong did not pay attention.
He looked into the live broadcast room.
["Phoenix God": This time it's my turn to open the market. I'll pay you three if I bet on Tang San. I'll still pay one if I bet on Meng! 】
very good!
If God is willing to make an offer, He will take it all no matter what.
Earn blood.
["Nine-Colored Goddess": I would like to call you a warrior. Didn't you watch the anchor and added a time limit? I still have 50 rays of spiritual consciousness under Meng Meng! 】
["Phoenix God": Hehe, Tang San still has some background. How could he come out to seek abuse if he is not sure? 】
["God of Speed": I also suppressed Meng Yiran's 10 rays of consciousness! When will this live broadcast room be able to have a spiritual input function? 】
["Rakshasa God": I think it's better not to use it. After all, ideas can easily wander around, and text can still be edited. 】
["Rakshasa God": You all suppress Meng Yiran, then I will suppress Tang San. 】
["God of Emotions": Rakshasa God, what's wrong with you? My bet on Meng is still 10 pieces! 】
["Rakshasa God": God of Emotions, don't get me wrong. I felt like I was in a rush today, so I pushed the bet backwards. I didn't even look at it. It was just one wisp. 】
["Phoenix God": I almost accidentally injured an ally, does anyone want to place a bet? 】
The live broadcast room was quiet.
First Hong is looking forward to another big one with [God King of Destruction 002].
But He remained silent.
Are you ready to quit gambling after being robbed of two collections?
That's not possible!
It may be that this small scene did not arouse His interest.
in reality.
Li Yusong stood up first and cheered -
"You must participate in this!"
“Winning is a great benefit.”
"You will be punished if you lose a piece."
"Give it a try, and the soul ring will become ten thousand years old!"
With this "successful person" taking the lead.
The hesitant people were aroused to greed, wrote down their answers and stuffed them into the ballot box.
Then he cast an encouraging look at Meng Yiran.
As for Tang San?
Only a mentally retarded person would invest in this thing.
This made Tang San's face turn dark.
Secretly cruel!
We must win this round and slap everyone in the face!
At this time.
Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and put the note into the ballot box.
He gave Tang San an encouraging look.
Tang San's expression softened slightly.
Although this useless teacher likes to pretend, he is still one of his own.
Only the first one looked strange.
Mental scan in progress.
What was written on Yu Xiaogang's note was clearly Meng Yiran's name.
Sure enough.
Both the master and the apprentice are well versed in "surface skills".
at last.
Xiao Wu, the only one who might support Tang San, chose to abstain.
He looked at the live broadcast room again.
[God King of Destruction 002] Still no movement.
Tsk!
The biggest fat sheep didn't take the bait.
Gotta think of some new tricks.
"very good!"
First Hong took out the timing soul guide and announced——
"Now, the timer starts!"
(End of chapter)