Chapter 97 New User Arrives! Tang San Challenges Again! Is Tang San up to something strange? The mental scan took the lead and locked onto the target instantly. He walked towards Meng Yiran who was grilling fish, and declared war from a superior position. "Today is the beginning of the month, 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 match was the day before yesterday. Not to mention that Meng Yiran also ate a magical herb, and his level soared to level 40 and above. What gave Tang San the confidence to defeat her? "Your external soul bone has a lifespan of at most 2000 years, right?" Meng Yiran said speechlessly, "You think you can beat me with this? I'm already level 40!" Tang San's expression changed slightly.
Level 40? I didn’t see her absorbing the magic grass in the afternoon, so how come she is already level 40? But when he thought of his own tactics, he became confident again. The problem is not big. He said bluntly: "The right to challenge every month is given to me by your master, how can you still disobey me?" Meng Yiran's eyes suddenly became gloomy. Meng Shu and Chao Tianxiang looked at him unfriendlyly. If Tang San didn't have a titled father, the couple would have been able to hang him up for a mixed doubles match! You are such a mean person. "Okay!" Meng Yiran dropped the grilled fish and said, "You want to humiliate yourself, of course I don't mind!" Ning Fengzhi obviously also understood the reason. He clapped his hands. The singing and dancing singers and dancers left the stage in an orderly manner, which made Ma Hongjun and others, who had their eyes wide open, feel annoyed. I finally got a chance to enjoy myself, what's wrong with this little jerk? Can't we do it later? Tang San ignored the knife-like gaze, walked to the center of the field fearlessly, and hooked his finger at Meng Yiran. "Come on, I can't wait to get my Eight Spider Lance back." Meng Yiran just sneered. He summoned the external soul bone, the Eight Spider Lance, and the gauze covering his back shattered, revealing eight three-meter-long spider legs. She propped herself up with her feet suspended in the air, looking down at Tang San from above.
"You should think carefully about how to deal with the punishment for being number one!" Both of them were extremely confident and ready to go. "Wait!" Tang San, who was in full swing, glanced angrily at the person who spoke. Who is so blind? The pupils shrank! First of all, it’s okay. Diyihong, who called for a stop, did not say anything, as if he was in deep thought. In fact, the attention is on the live broadcast room. 【User "Angel God" enters the live broadcast room! 】 New audience coming! There are only two angel gods in history. Who is coming? Click on the audience list and see the avatar. The first one was happy. Here comes another mortal enemy of Tang San. [Angel God: In the battle at Jialing Pass, his angel godhood was shattered by a surprise attack. He took the stripped body of the Rakshasa God and hid in the mountains, not daring to show up! ] what? An angel god with a broken godhead? Isn't that just a poor guy? ["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 watching it. ] The Angel God was silent. She is no longer a god, and even her soul power has been abolished. It may take some time to view the playback. ["Phoenix God": Speaking of this stripping, is it what I understand? 】 ["Nine-Colored Goddess": You wretched fellow, you are thinking about something unhealthy again! Even if the gods are dead, the divine armor, the divine possessions, and even the inheritance of the divine throne are all treasures to Tang San, who has just become a god.] ["God of Speed": Compared to those, I am more concerned about sneak attacks. What's going on? ] 【"Rakshasa God": Let's talk about it after she finishes reading. 】 It's complicated. Reality only lasted a few seconds. I saw that everyone was looking at me, waiting for what would happen next. Diyihong blinked. Snapped his fingers.
The dirt on the ground bulged up and condensed into a ballot box. Smilingly said—— "It's so boring to just fight like this." "I'm the banker. Guess who wins and how long the fight lasts." "The one who guesses correctly and most recently will receive a mysterious grand prize~" "The rest of you will have to accept my mysterious punishment together with Tang San." "For those who wish to participate, please write your answers on a piece of paper and place it in this box." Mystery jackpot? Mysterious punishment? Everyone looked at each other. Everyone can see that Diyihong is generous. But he had also personally experienced his evil methods! this. Will you participate? Diyihong did not pay attention to the hesitant crowd. He looked into the live broadcast room. [“Phoenix God”: This time it’s my turn to open the market. Bet on Tang San and you’ll get 3 to 1. Bet on Meng Yiran and you’ll get 1 to 1! ] very good! If there is a god willing to open the market, he will win everything. Earn blood. ["Nine-Colored Goddess": I would like to call you a warrior. Didn't you see that the host also added a time limit? I suppress Meng Yiran's spiritual consciousness by 50 strands! ] [“Phoenix God”: Hehe, Tang San still has some background. How could he come out to seek abuse without confidence? ] ["God of Speed": I also beat Meng Yiran by 10 strands! When will this live studio have a function for inputting spiritual consciousness? ] [「Rakshasa God」: I think it’s better not to use it. After all, thoughts tend to wander, but text can still be edited. ] ["Rakshasa God": You all want to suppress Meng Yiran, so I will suppress Tang San. ] ["God of Emotions": Rakshasa God, what's wrong with you? I bet on Meng Yiran 10 strands! ] ["Rakshasa God": God of Emotions, don't get me wrong, I feel like I'm in conflict today, so I'm betting against it. I didn't see that it's only 1 strand.] ["Phoenix God": Almost hurt a friendly force by mistake, anyone else want to place a bet? ] The live broadcast room was quiet. Diyihong is looking forward to [God of Destruction 002], to have another big one. But He did not move. After having two of his collections taken away from him, are you ready to quit gambling?
That won't work! It may also be that this small scene did not arouse His interest. in reality. Li Yusong was the first to stand up and said in support: “You must participate in this!” "Winning is a great benefit." "If you lose a piece, you will be punished." "Give it a try, and your spirit ring will last for ten thousand years!" With this "successful person" taking the lead. The hesitant crowd was aroused by greed and wrote down their answers and stuffed them into the ballot box. Then he gave Meng Yiran an encouraging look. As for Tang San? Only a moron would vote for this. This made Tang San look dark. Secretly ruthless! We must win this game and slap everyone in the face! At this time. Yu Xiaogang walked forward and put the note into the ballot box. He gave Tang San an encouraging look. Tang San's expression eased slightly. Even though this useless teacher likes to pretend, he is still one of us after all. Only the first one looked strange. Mental scan. The name written on Yu Xiaogang's note was clearly Meng Yiran's name. Knew it. Both the master and the disciple are well versed in "superficial work". At last. Xiao Wu, the only one who might support Tang San, chose to abstain. I looked at the live broadcast room again.
[God of Destruction 002] still didn't move. Tsk! The biggest fat sheep didn't take the bait. We have to think of some new ideas. "very good!" First Hong took out the timing soul guide and announced: "Now, the timer starts!" (End of this chapter)