From the beginning of the battle to the present.

Eleven minutes and twenty-three seconds have passed.

With the state of not being released in the battle species, Tang Ling seemed to have reached her limit.

The armor was completely unable to act as a defensive function, and it was just a burden to wear it on it. It was taken off by Tang Ling more than ten seconds ago.

Tang Ling's whole body was covered with scars, and he could hardly find a piece of good meat the size of a palm.

But even so, Tang Ling's eyes were still calm. He half-kneeled on a corner of the deck, holding the Blood Pu Sword in his bloody hand, gasping heavily, and two numbers were reported: "3,7."

No one can know the meaning of these two numbers except himself.

According to Tang Ling's personality, he would never put his hopes on simply procrastinating. He must have the possibility of self-rescue under any circumstances.

The appearance of the upper level Purple Moon Warrior is indeed bad news, but in some ways, it is also good news, isn’t it?

Tang Ling wiped a handful of sweat beads mixed with blood from his forehead and stood up. He wanted to continue fighting.

Compared with Tang Ling, the teenagers of the Zhan generation are in much better condition. Although each of them has more or less wounds caused by Tang Ling, these scars are not in the way. They are just small minor injuries, and their combat effectiveness is still well preserved.

But in the thick fog, Tang Ling was slippery like a blue-spotted loach. If he met, he would run away immediately after a short fight. These young men of the Zhan generation, except for Zhan Qi, who could bring a fatal blow to Tang Ling, the rest of the people had no ability to crush Tang Ling in a short time.

Therefore, the teenagers of the Zhan generation were very frustrated and felt that they could not exert their strength at all. Therefore, they inexplicably felt extremely hatred towards Tang Ling, and accompanied by inner anxiety and gradually, they began to look down on Tang Ling.

Does Tang Ling care? He doesn't care at all! Because he had no intention of letting these teenagers use their strength from beginning to end.

The purpose of a battle is to win. As for how to win, is it important?

Therefore, the battle situation was brought into an inexplicable stalemate by Tang Ling, which made the upper-level Ziyue warrior who was guarding outside feel inexplicably anxious.

"It's time to do it?" One of the upper-level Ziyue warriors finally couldn't bear it anymore. The entire battle situation was inexplicably delayed by Tang Ling for a full twelve minutes.

The nearest ship can see the sea surface in at most one minute. If you don’t do it, you will be afraid that many accidents will occur.

Faced with such urging, Eagle Eye did not show anxiety, but said lightly: "Wait for another fifty seconds."

In his declaration, it was indeed clearly stated that one minute before the first ship arrived, he would kill Tang Ling.

This minute does not include the approach of the ship.

So, he still has to wait.

He believes that the conditions he put forward are already very reasonable.

Tang Ling seemed to have delayed for more than ten minutes with all his strength, but he would face the biggest crisis in the next minute.

Should I take out my trump card? Or should I resist?

Time continues to move forward mercilessly.

**

"Oh, can Tang Ling survive?" There is a very small island in a certain area less than two nautical miles away from Tang Ling's warship.

It is said to be an island, but it is just a small area composed of several large rocks.

At this time, a man with red hair and a pair of flying sword eyebrows was squatting on a rock, holding a fruit similar to the watermelon of the previous civilization in his hand. While gnawing, he stared at Tang Ling's ship wrapped in a tone of watching the show.

Next to him was a woman, whose appearance was so beautiful that it was so beautiful that people could not help but feel ashamed of themselves when they saw it.

If in this world, the beauty of the other side carries a thrilling temptation, the beauty of this woman is comparable to that of the other side, with a fairy spirit and coldness that cannot be desecrated.

Faced with the question of the red-haired man, the woman did not answer anything. Her face kept an extremely calm expression, making people feel that nothing in the world could move her.

"Sir, what should I do? Are you giving me an explanation?" After gnawing on the fruit in my hand, the red-haired man wiped the hands casually and stood up.

Although his appearance looks arrogant, the respect in his eyes is by no means fake when facing this woman.

"Everything follows the rules." Faced with the red-haired man's questioning again, the woman finally spoke.

"Ah? If there is any accident here in Tang Ling, we..." The red-haired man showed a puzzled expression on his face, and he looked down at the watch in his hand. If the results of negotiations with the Star Council were followed according to the rules, then there were thirty-seven seconds left, Tang Ling would face the attack of an upper-level purple moon warrior.

There will be no miracle. Tang Feng left the greatest 'legacy' to Tang Ling. The mysterious power hidden in that battle species has been used by Tang Ling during the battle of life and death.

With Tang Ling's current quasi-Purple Moon Warrior, it is lucky to be able to delay for one second when facing the upper level Purple Moon Warrior.

But the adults actually have to follow the rules completely?

Thinking of this, the red-haired man couldn't help frowning and asked again: "Don't you worry about Tang Ling's death at all?"

"Tang Ling has not risen, so how can he die? And you must remember that we did not come because of Tang Ling, but followed the agreement with Tang Feng. The rules are irreversible." Faced with the problem of the red-haired man, the beautiful woman still refused to violate the rules.

"But, he is Tang Feng's son. Could it be you..." The red-haired man seemed a little anxious and couldn't help but say such a thing.

After saying that, he immediately knelt at the feet of the beautiful woman on one knee and said, "Mr. Weiying, I am the one who is presumptuous."

"It doesn't matter how presumptuous your words never matter. As long as your behavior meets your identity, I will not pay attention to anything else." The woman, known as Lord Weiying, still had no change in her expression.

The sea breeze blew across her black hair, and raised her dark blue robe, and you could see a silver embroidered moon pattern above the robe.

"Remember, if Tang Ling fell, he would not be the seed that needs to be valued." Wei Ying said again in the sea breeze.

"Yes." The red-haired man agreed and stood up.

Despite this, he couldn't help but take a look at his wristwatch. Within thirteen seconds, Tang Ling would face the upper level Purple Moon Warrior directly, but he could not take action.
Chapter completed!