190. Chapter 188 When you come out to hang out, you need a background.


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"No...is this match-fixing?"

In the semi-finals, Tiandou Royal Academy faced Star Luo Royal Academy.

Originally, everyone was looking forward to this game. After all, the two imperial and royal representative teams rarely faced each other directly, and the people in these two teams were very special.

On the Imperial Fighting Team's side, there are Yu Tianheng, the future young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Ning Rongrong, the young master of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and Dugu Bo's granddaughter Dugu Yan, a young girl from the Jiu Xin Haitang family who is the number one healer in the mainland. .

It can only be said that this kind of lineup is mixed and played together, which can only be said to be rare.

Of course, the one that attracted the most attention was the third prince of Xingluo, Dai Mubai.

As the prince of Xingluo, he actually competed as the Tiandou Empire in such a competition. This made everyone wonder whether the third prince wanted to use the power of the Tiandou Empire in order to compete for the throne.

Coupled with the extraordinary members of the Royal Fighter Team, everyone is looking forward to how this game will develop.

However, after the game started, the development of the battle situation immediately confused the audience.

First, Dai Mubai was instantly killed by Davis, and then Davis was thrown off the field by Tang San's blue silver entanglement. Then, Tang San used his third soul skill, the blue silver thrust formation, which directly defeated Xingluo Royal Academy. The team members are seconds away!

"It's too fake..."

In the audience, many viewers couldn't help but become suspicious.

In the Imperial Fighting Team, what is the identity of this member who is not very good-looking and has no background?

How can the entire Xingluo team cooperate in fighting match-fixing?

Is this too much?

You can fake the match, but don’t fake it like this!

A control-type soul sect, with his first soul skill, threw an attack-type soul sect off the field.

Another third soul skill, killing all the remaining soul sects?

Do you dare to be more exaggerated?

The power of breaking through the blue-silver stabbing array is probably not even possible for the attack-type soul masters of the same level to achieve an instant kill effect. You just cleared the field?

"Exaggerated."

Looking at the Xingluo players lying under the playing field, pretending to be dead, Ning Fengzhi's expression became a little tense.

Although they had already discussed with Xing Luo before the game started, they needed to give Tang San a chance to perform in this game, and they hoped that Xing Luo's team members could cooperate.

But, your fucking acting is too fake, right? !

"Captain, are we overacting?"

At the bottom of the field, the Xingluo Royal Academy players headed by Davis still did not move.

"His father is Tang Hao." Davis closed his eyes and whispered.

"He even dares to kill the Pope. Do you think he dares to kill us?"

"But this acting is too fake..." one of the team members said strangely.

"How else can I act? Is it possible that I have to fight with him?" Davis said.

"Don't talk about the fourth soul skill. He may not be able to withstand even my third soul skill. If I accidentally knock him down or hurt him, Tang Hao will hold a grudge and affect Xingluo and Haotian Sect. relationship, can I still survive?”

"But you should at least pretend it, it will be instantly..."

"If you can't pretend, whoever likes to pretend, I will fix the match."

Killing Dai Mubai was a battle between princes. He had achieved his goal in this game, but if he really had a fight with Tang San, he would become a joke!

If you act so fake, at least you can save some face.

If everyone really thinks that he can't even defeat a Soul Lord, then he won't be able to raise his head for the rest of his life!

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Since all Xingluo players have been knocked off the stage, even if the referee can't stand it anymore, he still has to announce the result of the game according to the rules.

The Royal Dou Team wins!

Nan Feng was not surprised by the development of this game. He had also been exposed to Davis's character in the past few years. Facing life and death threats, Davis could indeed put down his dignity, but for this kind of non-fatal But if something is embarrassing, he will simply give up.

"What's the use of being able to fight? To hang out, you must not only have the strength, but also the background..." Nan Feng said inexplicably.

"You mean, background is more important than strength?" Qian Renxue was a little dissatisfied.

"Isn't it?" Nan Feng said.

"If you were to take the stage today, would you believe it or not, even if you were just a level 20 great soul master, your opponent would show off actor-level acting skills, making you deserve to win." The Haotian Sect all ran outside Wuhun City. Coming, what do you mean?

What else could it mean?

If Davis was really tough today and knocked Tang San off stage, then Tang Hao's hammer would fall on his head tonight.

"You..."

"Stop, I don't want to argue with you." Nan Feng interrupted.

"If you think I'm wrong, then I'm wrong."

"We don't have much time left. I don't want to quarrel. Goodbye."

Waving his hand, Nan Feng turned and left.

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At night, outside Wuhun City.

After the game, Tang San left.

Faced with such a result, Tang San's mood was extremely complicated.

For some reason, he couldn't be happy at all.

Today, he is just like those so-called inner disciples of the Tang Sect who relied on their status to get things they shouldn't get.

If it weren't for the fact that he was Tang Hao's son and a member of the Haotian Sect, what would today's game be like?

Whether it was in his previous life or this life, everything he got was earned by himself, no matter what the means.

But what he got today was not his.

After winning this game, what he felt in everyone's eyes was the same as when he saw those inner disciples in Tang Sect.

What's so strong about them? Isn't it just relying on one's own identity?

"Xiaosan, tomorrow is the final, are you ready?"

A big hand hit Tang San on the shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.

"I..." Tang San shook his head.

"No."

People from Xingluo Royal Academy would fight against him because of Haotian Sect, but people from Wuhun Palace would not.

"Don't be nervous, winning or losing this game is not important." Tang Hao said.

"You just have to let everyone see you."

"Take out the Clear Sky Hammer and let everyone see who you are!"

"Are you from the Haotian Sect?" Tang San's tone was incomprehensible. He couldn't be proud of being a disciple of the Haotian Sect, nor could he be proud of being the son of Haotian Douluo.

A sect that cannot protect its own family members, and a husband that cannot protect his wife.

pride?

He couldn't be prouder.

"Mistress, what's wrong with you?" Tang Hao asked doubtfully.

"Father, do you... still remember mother?" Tang San asked.

Tang Hao was stunned, "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"I want to know." Tang San said.

"The truth of the year."

"I want you to tell me the truth yourself, not Sect Master Ning, not Old Titan, or the ones I heard about."

"Did you...really plot against your mother?"

"..."(End of this chapter)

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