Korean star was defeated.

Although he realized the sword intent in the last sword and the thousands of sword lights shook everyone in a gorgeous way, he still lost, and the defeat was very clear.

Do you need any extra explanation to be locked by Tang Ling’s throat?

In the audience, there were thunderous applause!

No matter how boring the sword moves you and I had before, the blooming of this last moment was enough to make all ordinary people see the word "awesome".

The Deadly Vengeance Arena is worthy of being a legendary ring. Non-legacy does not have the qualifications to go on stage, and going on stage is a joke.

For example, Grady, who everyone thought was very powerful, has an unbeaten record of twelve consecutive wins, but he is a joke to the Deadly Gang.

Amid the applause of Lei Dong, Tang Ling put down the sword in his hand and sat cross-legged on the ring.

The battle with Korean stars was huge, and he had to use this short time to recover quickly.

At this moment, Tang Ling couldn't help but look at the other side.

He saw that the Bi'an got a piece of bubble gum from somewhere. When Tang Ling looked at her, she was blowing a bubble.

‘Pa’, the bubble burst, the eyes met, and the other side smiled gently at Tang Ling.

In fact, her eyes never left Tang Ling, and whether it was Grady or Korean star, she had to thank Tang Ling for being able to beat them.

Otherwise, they just want to show a hint of wanting to live with Tang Ling, or do something too much to Tang Ling.

Then, their current fate should be even more sad than death.

The Clown Clown stood in the center of the ring again and looked at Tang Ling: "Crazy Tiger, thank you for bringing us a wonderful game. Look, you are only one step away from the final victory."

"It's a pity that according to the rules, the game must continue." At this point, the tone of the crying clown became fanatical again: "Look, this is the undead arena, which is both the birthplace of legends and the cruel place of death."

"So, where is our next challenger? Even though this game already has a little bit of 'taking advantage', victory is victory! Isn't it? If the defender can't persist, he is not worthy of calling it a legend."

"Come on, who will be the next challenger? I'm really looking forward to it." A series of words from the Crying Clown began to stir up the atmosphere again.

What are you waiting for? There is only one chance!

At this time, many genius teenagers began to take action, and they wanted to compete for the qualification to challenge the last one.

Although, in the battle with Korean stars just now, almost 80% of the people are sure that this person on stage is Tang Long!

**

"Go and check the identity of this boy."

"Go and check."

"Interesting, the last sword is very telling. Go, in fifteen minutes, I will know his identity."

"Find out the identity of this teenager in the face towel. Ten minutes later, I will have all his information on my desk."

......

...

The Deadly Fight has not begun yet.

Some people who have watched the first two battles through various methods have become curious about Tang Ling's identity.

Despite some speculation, these people still need a certain answer.

Behind this answer is not only the satisfaction of curiosity, but also the struggle for many interests, the great event in May, and an important prophecy left by a prophet with a talent for prophecy that is known only to a few people!

This prophecy even relates to the future world pattern.

Checking is a must.

But soon, all the forces that began to investigate Tang Ling's identity, except for the Dark Port, received a letter.

There is no specific content in the letter, only one signature - Chen Dao Tower, and an abstract pipe logo.

What do you need to say? Nothing needs to be said.

Tang Ling's identity has been revealed, but this letter also explains some problems.

At least these forces who knew Tang Ling's identity were silent, and they must not touch anything about Tang Ling now.

Unless, they want to annoy the owner who sent the letter.

**

Instigated by the crying clown, in various complex emotions, almost all the genius boys were moved and wanted to get the qualification for this last battle.

But no one dared to act rashly.

Because the under-ring has become a "thunder pool", as long as you touch it, you will burst out with amazing destructive power.

Yes, those who can be called geniuses cannot be measured by just basic data, as they have begun to master talent.

Mastering talent can exude a momentum with your own talent attributes. This momentum also has a huge deterrent power, at least ordinary people cannot bear it.

The Clown Clown watched all this happily. If these genius boys fight under the ring, it will become a huge news event in the future.

There is no right or wrong in the ring area. What they need is heat, and the heat that will never dissipate. The more explosive and chaotic it is, the better the heat.

So, the crying clown just watched quietly.

Tang Ling also sat cross-legged on the ring and waited quietly. How could he, with precise instinct, not sense this momentum that was condensed together?

This momentum has almost become substantial because it is condensed by too many genius teenagers.

Anyone who wants to go to power must bear the oppression brought by this momentum, so the next person who comes to power must be very powerful.

On the east side of the ring, the young man with a spear behind him and wearing an ancient Chinese style bracelet took the first step.

Less than ten meters on his side.

A young man with silver hair and pale face also took a step at the same time.

On the west side, the girl with a hot figure and wearing a short cheongsam has also moved towards the ring. At the same time, a clean boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a messenger of justice, has not fallen behind.

The burly boy with dreadlocks, the sick boy, the boss of the dark Jiuyu, and the boy with a little peacock squatting on his shoulders...

Among these geniuses, no one was willing to be outdone and began to move towards the ring.

But the more we move forward, the stronger the momentum that everyone releases, and every step becomes very difficult.

However, at this time, there was a graceful figure, light and as if without any pressure, he walked directly to the stairs of the ring.

Who is it?!

This sudden change made everyone raise their heads and look at the figure.

But where could she see the true appearance clearly? She was wearing a black mask that looked a bit rough and ugly.

She carried her hands on her back, her steps were a little naughty, and she still blew a bubble from time to time.

who is she?

Do you still need to ask? As long as these genius boys have no problems with their memory, they will remember the scene before, the girl who was silly in the audience, shouting "Little Tangtang, come on!"

She wants to go up? She is so strong?

"What are you doing?" Tang Ling grabbed his hair with some annoyance and stood up.

If possible, he wanted to play three games in the Deadly Vengeances ring with dignity and get what he needed most. The other side would also disrupt the situation at this time?

Or, she wanted to fight with herself? Tang Ling blinked her eyes. I'm afraid that only a fighting madman like him, a weird mind can think of this.

And thinking about it, I was actually a little excited! The ability of the other side to come to the stage with such momentum shows that the other side is very strong.

If you fight, maybe... Tang Ling became passionate in an instant.

Then he watched the other side blowing bubbles while walking onto the ring.

"What are you doing? Let's cheat some Black Sea coins with you to use." A naughty smile appeared on the corner of Bi Yan's mouth.

"Aren't you coming up to fight me?" Tang Ling was a little annoyed.

"Nonsense." Speaking of this, Bi'an suddenly paused and looked at Tang Ling: "Do you want to fight with me?"

"Ah?" Tang Ling suddenly felt a little embarrassed. What should I say? It's nothing to fight with girls. In this world, it's never different because they are girls. It's just that fighting with the other side. Isn't it a bit too much? I feel that I can't do it.

The two of them were talking to themselves, and even the crying clown blinked a few times. What was going on? But this situation was not outside the rules?

The Clown Clown had not figured out the situation yet, but someone in the audience was dissatisfied and began to yell: "Is it not fair to the deceased ring? This woman is clearly the accomplice of Kuanghu!"

"Yes, can accomplices fight in the ring? Isn't this an obvious fraud?! Can I bring a few accomplices to the ring in the future?"

"Yes, just bring a few accomplices, can you win easily?"

These words are very sharp, and those top geniuses who are guessing their identities on the other side have stopped and want to watch the development of the situation.

"You can call up the pre-match video to see if they are accomplices." Now someone has begun to give advice.

The crying clown's expression became serious. If it was a friend's fight, it would be a very extraordinary thing, and it was also a loophole in the rules. What did he want to say.

But at this moment, Bihan suddenly stepped forward, looked at the crying clown and said, "The undead arena is the freest ring, right?"

"Yes, beautiful lady. But the premise must be fair, right?" The crying clown answered wisely.

"But I think there is no absolute fairness. Fairness means strength, right?" Bi An asked again.

"This is very consistent with the iron rules of Dark Harbor. Fairness means strength." The Clown Clown replied very directly.

Indeed, there is no fairness in Dark Harbor, all it has is absolute strength.

"That's good. I admit directly now that I am Kuanghu's accomplice." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Bi Yan's mouth.

Even though the mask covered her face, her smile still had a breathtaking beauty.

"I welcome your doubts, but now I want to say that the challenger of this third game is me."

"If you have the strength, you will deprive me of my qualifications. If not, then shut up, is it OK?" This sentence was very gentle, but the coldness that cannot be dissolved in gentleness.

While speaking, the Japanese slowly raised his hand and took off his mask.

No one can be unfair to Tang Ling, and he is so tired to win Tang Ling's victory.
Chapter completed!