Chapter 218 Good, good, definitely next time
What Yu Xiaogang said does seem to make some sense.
But for some reason, Tang San felt very aggrieved when he heard it, more aggrieved than ever before.
He is a time traveler, and this occasion should have been his moment of brilliance and fame throughout the continent.
However, he could only be a spectator among the crowd.
If there is no comparison, he may not be able to keep calm and wait until he becomes a god in cultivation before making a splash.
From the arcade game machines, billiard tables, cigarettes and other things that Dean Li Ling took out, as well as the clothes he gave to Xiao Wu and others, it can be seen that Dean Li Ling is also a time traveler.
As a time traveler, take a look at other people’s homes.
A level 97 super Douluo, all of whose soul rings are red soul rings that are more than 100,000 years old, easily beat his father Tang Hao and great-grandfather Tang Chen.
There were countless women hugging him, and even his aunt Tang Yuehua and Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace had an unclear relationship with him.
Look at what kind of life other people live, and then look at yourself.
The more Tang San thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt his chest was congested.
He didn't dare to run and tell Li Ling that he was also a time traveler and was Li Ling's fellow countryman.
He was sure that if Li Ling knew about it, he would definitely kill him.
Not because he knew Li Ling's character so well, but because that was what he thought, and he wanted to kill Li Ling.
There can only be one traveler and protagonist in this world, and that is Tang San.
Tang San lowered his head and remained silent, his fists clenching loudly.
I just want to show my face in the competition, I just want to show my style in front of Xiao Wu.
Why can't such a small wish be fulfilled?
The scenes at the opening ceremony of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition are still deeply imprinted in Tang San's mind.
Ning Fengzhi appeared at the high VIP table as an invited guest. He had no feelings and was not jealous.
Because Sect Master Ning is originally from this world and is different from him.
In the same way, he didn't feel anything when Xue Qinghe and Sarasgao were sitting at the VIP table, let alone feel jealous.
But when he saw that Li Ling was invited to the stage as a distinguished guest and sat in the most distinguished middle position at the VIP table under the spotlight, he became jealous.
They are both time travellers, so how come Li Ling, who is so eccentric and whose life style and character are so bad that he is not worthy of being a human being, can enjoy such treatment.
But he, the pure and pure Tang Sanshao, could only stand humbly among the crowd of participating teams, a passerby who was not even qualified to play in the competition and could only sit in the audience and be a spectator.
Seeing that Tang San was a little depressed, Flanders also spoke to comfort him: "Xiao Gang is right, Xiao San, your path is different from others, and you shouldn't focus on this kind of thing."
"You should practice hard and strive to obtain the inheritance of the gods as soon as possible and become a god as soon as possible." Flanders patted Tang San on the shoulder and said sincerely.
He really didn't want Tang San to be embarrassed and discredit Shrek Academy.
They are all students of Shrek Academy, and others either have red soul rings, or have perfect configurations that are close to the maximum number of years.
Except for his two yellow soul rings, his third and fourth soul rings are both white and translucent.
Let him go up and show off this soul ring configuration. What will the audience think of his teachers in Shrek Academy, and how will the people in the world view them, teachers in Shrek Academy.
Tang San lowered his head, remained silent for a long time, and nodded lightly.
"Students understand."
In the arena, the duel between the two teams was like a whirlwind. You came and went, and the transition between offense and defense was so fast that it was dizzying. The dazzling soul skills in the air collided with each other, and each collision was accompanied by energy fluctuations, making the entire venue tremble.
On the balcony above the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong quietly watched the competition on the ring below.
She was wearing a gorgeous papal dress. The slim-fitting and thin dress vividly outlined her plump and graceful perfect curves. Her chest was majestic and plump, her waist was slender, her buttocks were round and straight, and her legs were slender and straight.
The sun shone on her body, as if covering her with a layer of golden brilliance. Looking from behind, she looked particularly tempting and alluring.
"Dong'er."
A familiar voice rang in her ears, and a pair of arms suddenly hugged her slender waist from behind.
Immediately afterwards, the person behind him lowered his head and put his chin on her shoulder, squinting his eyes slightly and sniffing the faint fragrance of her body with enjoyment on his face.
Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, then she shook her head helplessly and sighed softly.
"Can you not show up so suddenly in the future and say hello in advance?"
She did not look back, but her tone revealed deep helplessness.
What a bad habit.
Last time, he just suddenly appeared in his ear and shouted, but now he started to do it directly.
It's not that I won't let him get started, it's just that his behavior of suddenly getting started from behind is quite scary.
Who knows if it is him or someone else.
Although he knew that he was the only one in the world who dared to do such a thing to her, he still couldn't accept it.
Just now I almost subconsciously started to give him a blow.
Bibi Dong turned his back and raised his hand slightly. Yue Guan and Gui Mei paid a silent salute to Bibi Dong's back with discernment and quietly retreated.
Li Ling hugged her flexible waist from behind and pressed tightly against her plump buttocks.
"Okay, okay, definitely next time."
Li Ling was perfunctory, but he didn't take it seriously at all.
Anyway, Bibi Dong couldn't hurt him. Even if Bibi Dong gave him a blow under stress, it wouldn't be a big deal.
He rubbed back and forth, and his hands began to become dishonest. He moved his hands up and down Bibi Dong's body.
After noticing the changes in him, Bibi Dong suddenly felt dizzy.
Why does this bastard act like this every time he comes?
It's not that I don't want to do this to him, it just depends on the occasion.
Last time we were in the Papal Palace, but this time it was better to go directly to the balcony.
Can't you just be normal and have a meal and chat first?
At night, you can't do whatever you want.
But luckily for him, every time he comes to Wuhun Hall, this is the first thing he does, and everything else has to come later.
Even if Bibi Dong cleared his mind, he knew what he would do next without thinking.
She took a deep breath: "Go to the dormitory!"
"No, I'm going to be here." As Li Ling spoke, he had already started to take action.
Bibi Dong's face turned dark, but she had no choice but to hold on to the railing on the balcony, bit her lip, and let him manipulate her behind her back.
(End of chapter)