Are you stupid on the other side?

No, the other side is very smart.

She just doesn't know the world and is just willing to immerse herself in her inner world.

When he saw this ring like this, Bi Yan understood that Tang Ling was not challenging an ordinary ring, but a very dangerous ring.

But the other side could no longer tolerate any accidents in Tang Ling. Even though it took less than two days from getting to know each other, from the heart and soul, the other side understood that she absolutely could not lose Tang Ling.

As for why? No reason! That's enough if your inner will is.

The other side found a corner closest to the ring and looked at everything on the ring coldly. If what happened on the ring exceeded her tolerance, she would kill everyone who would hurt Tang Ling.

Tang Ling didn't know that Bi Han had such an idea, and couldn't believe that Bi Han had such ability. His attention at this time had been attracted by another thing.

Dream seed!

He sensed at least nine dream species from the crowd that suddenly surrounded him.

What is this situation? Is this guy in the teenage ring area so powerful? Why did he not find such a situation just now?

But, is Tang Ling afraid?

No, he just felt a slight excitement in his heart. As the number of dreams discovered increased, the excitement became stronger and stronger!

He is a lunatic in the battle.

In just under three minutes, the arena in the S area was surrounded by people.

The numerous empty seats were filled by the audience at some point.

The person who charged appeared, and several huge screens in the center were preparing to broadcast the ring game live.

People who did not grab the seats on the scene flocked to the big screen and looked excitedly at Tang Ling who was waiting in the ring.

"Does this kid not understand the rules of the undead arena?"

"Who knows? Look at the facial scarf he wears, he looks like a fool."

"In Dark Harbor, people will die quickly if they judge by their appearance, and those with strength may have some quirks."

"The peripherals have already opened there. Hurry up and hurry up and buy the winner."

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...

The opening of the Deadly Fighting arena made the atmosphere of the entire cabin area on the first floor suddenly reach a high level, and people are talking about everything.

Instead, the genius teenagers gathered around the ring became calm.

"Dream seed!"

"He is a dream species?"

Tang Ling could discover the dream seeds in the crowd, and in contrast, his dream seeds' identity could not be concealed.

So at the first moment, many genius boys also discovered that Tang Ling was a dream species.

What does the identity of a dream type mean? Anyone who can fall into a dream knows that it means strength! This discovery has made many talented young men who are eager to try and are ready to rush to the arena as soon as possible give up this idea.

Someone must play the first game and test Tang Ling's strength.

Since they are geniuses, failure is not so easy for these teenagers to accept, which means that these genius teenagers will not take action easily.

The crying clown was wearing his colorful and exaggerated clothes, wearing a crying face with a strange smile, and was waiting on the edge of the ring.

From time to time, I would also say a few inciting words loudly to make the already warm atmosphere even more crazy.

After waiting for five minutes, the crying clown cleared his throat and coughed twice and walked to the center of the ring.

"Gentlemen, ladies, every young boy and beautiful girl present, I really envy your luck."

"Look, just take a look around the arena area and you will meet this undead ring with the most exciting rules in the world."

"Just watching is not the purpose. While enjoying the stimulation of the soaring adrenal hormones, should everyone open their wallets and buy a little win or lose?"

"Look, life should be like this. While enjoying visual stimulation, you will make a small fortune. This is the happy life we ​​should have!"

The Clown Clown is indeed a very experienced host. The opening remarks of a few words made Tang Ling’s gambling funds increase sharply in this ring match, and also stimulated people’s enthusiasm even more.

After roaring with the crowd a few times, the Clown Clown coughed again and said, "I don't want to be a host that everyone hates, I keep talking nonsense. I won't say much about the rules of the Deadly Gang. If you really don't understand, you can ask the people around you how exciting the rules are."

"We only need to care about one problem now." As we spoke, the crying clown walked to Tang Ling's side and handed the microphone to Tang Ling's mouth: "This heroic...what should I call you? Your characteristics really make it difficult for me..."

A burst of hilariousness broke out on the audience. Indeed, isn’t the most obvious feature of Tang Ling’s body the dog-headed scarf?

I still have to speak? I still have to give myself a name? Looking at the hilarious audience, Tang Ling scolded Boss Huang a hundred times in his heart!

Resisting the urge to rush back to fight Boss Huang alone, Tang Ling deliberately spoke in a rough voice: "Crazy Tiger."

In fact, this is for the name that Uncle Su Xiao casually said, Su Xiao’s nickname is the Crazy Lion.

"Okay, Kuanghu! A very imposing name. I thought your name would have something to do with the cute dog?" The Crying Clown joked, adjusted the atmosphere on the scene again, and then his voice became serious: "So Kuanghu, do you know the rules of the undead ring?"

"I know very well." Tang Ling answered calmly in a rough voice.

"That's great! The last obstacle that prevents us from watching a regular game is gone! What are you waiting for?" The crying clown's voice suddenly became crazy, and he raised his hand and pointed at the bottom of the ring. The teenagers who were qualified to challenge, shouted: "Will no one have the courage to stand in the ring?"

"Damn it, don't be a turtle that looks down on people! For glory and for the heavy fifty black sea coins! Come on, what are you waiting for? There are only three opportunities. If it were me, I would rush to the ring now. Instead of waiting for the uncertain second and third time, it is better to hold the first opportunity in my hand now!"

It has to be said that the cried clown's ability to incite is simply first-class. Many teenagers who were originally thinking of waiting and watching were moved. They crowded and took a step forward, but in the end, the first challenger still did not appear.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I should sigh for you." As he spoke, the clown took out a pocket watch and raised it.

"The rules, don't you understand the rules? The Deadly Gang will not wait for the game. According to the rules, if the challenger has not come on stage within two minutes, then the crazy tiger will win directly."

"Do you want to give up? The great glory of victory in the undead arena! Once you win, your names will resound in the Port of Darkness."

"Do you want to give up? There are fifty..." This time, before the clown could speak, a boy suddenly appeared among the crowd under the ring.

This young man is very tall and strong! Although his face looks a little tender, his height has reached 2 meters, and his explosive muscles are full of pressure.

Even though he is not as good as Su Xiao and Auston, he is even less powerful than the dreaded boy who was soaked in the ice spring before, he is also a rare strong figure among young people.

"Grady!"

"Ao, Grady!"

"Ah, this dog-headed boy can start praying. It was Grady who came on stage!"

"I originally wanted to watch three games, but it seems that this wish can no longer be realized."

There are naturally many enthusiasts who are enthusiastic about the ring competition in the ring area, and they are well aware of the strong people in the ring competition.

As soon as this young man appeared, he aroused the fanaticism of this group of people!

Grady! He has remained unbeaten in the junior game and has won the title of Dark Lord! Now the limelight is in full swing, and people are looking forward to him to win one victory after another and attack the Dark Lord in the junior arena!

In their opinion, Tang Ling actually got into Grady, so where is there any chance of winning?

At this time, Grady was walking towards the ring step by step, and the Clown Clown was more excited than anyone else: "Ao, look, look, it's worthy of being the undead ring, who did he attract in the first game?"

"In the past two months, Grady, the most popular Dark Lord! But is he just a Dark Lord? No, no, most people, including me, don't think so!"

"So what will he perform in the undead arena? Is he stomping on his opponent again, or is this crazy tiger who will eventually be unbeaten in twelve games? Let's wait and see!"

"Grady!"

"Grady, Grady!"

The cheering people began to wave their hands frantically, explaining their views.

However, the genius boys in the crowd, and some big shots who were hiding everywhere and silently following the game, seemed to be not the case. Seeing Grady walking onto the ring, a trace of disdain appeared in her eyes.

If the dream species will be defeated by Grady, I can only say that this dream species is too bad. It may be a rookie who has not even had a dream once.

‘Bang’, Grady walked onto the ring and stood still. Perhaps to highlight his momentum, he deliberately stepped heavily and made a dull sound when his feet landed.

"Mad tiger? Or mad dog? I really admire your courage to ring the bell of death. It's a pity..." Grady's voice was like thunder, and it sounded very imposing.

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted impatiently by Tang Ling: "Don't talk nonsense, let's start."
Chapter completed!