Chapter 281 Tang San wins? The big enemy stands up and continues to fight! ["Fire God Ma Hongjun": Wow! Now you dare to call me a little punk. ] [“Emotion God Huo Yuhao”: Unfortunately, the God King Tang San, I don’t know how he persuaded Xiao Wu to teach me a lesson with the dual god coexistence, but I used three divine power bombs to blow him apart.] ["Wind God Bai Chenxiang": Holy shit! Each of those things has 1000 strands of first-level divine power, and you threw three of them at once? ] [“Emotion God Huo Yuhao”: Seeing that little jerk come to ask for peace in a humble manner, any price is worth it! ] "Fuck!" Diyi Hong was also shocked: "1000 strands? 1000 million live broadcast points? Isn't this too heartless?" [「Destruction God King 001」: With the damage of a half-step God King, this price is not expensive at all. If it weren’t for the fact that everyone is watching the live broadcast, I wouldn’t want to sell it. ] [「Destruction God King 002」: Indeed, I will take as many as you have. 】 ["Supreme Bibi Dong": Stop rushing for the goods. I also need to stock up on some inventory. I'm busy unlocking the magic circle's original telekinetic pillars and exiling them to the divine realm.] [「Destruction God King 002」: Hmm? Are you aiming for the great god circle? 】
[「Destruction God King 001」: You are already the Supreme God. All the resources of the Douluo God Realm belong to you. You can also protect the God Realm from the turbulence of space. It is time to expand your territory. 】 ["Supreme Bibi Dong": I will slow down here. After the little dragon god on the side of the No. 2 boss is trained and the dragon gods are circulating, and then unlock the portal, I will try to exile to the divine world. ] [「Destruction God King 002」: Okay, let me go explore the way first and try to make a guide for the Great God Circle. 】 [「Destruction God King 001」: Otherwise, why do you think you can eat my things, use my things, and even deduct my deposit balance? 】 [「Destruction God King 002」: If that’s what you mean, host, I bet on Tang San to win in the end, 1000 strands of first-level divine power, credited to No. 1! ] ["God of Destruction 001": Don't go too far! 】 Diyihong silently recorded the "1000 strands". Let’s look at Tang San and Meng Yiran again. After all, the soul master is very tough. He has been fighting for more than ten rounds and can still stand steadily. But anyone with a discerning eye could see that Meng Yiran was almost unable to hold on. Her snake venom was just a bonus after all, her trump card Eight Spider Lance was disabled, and she couldn't use her self-created soul skills and magical skills without weapons. Faced with the combined power of Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand and hidden weapon techniques, he was ultimately unable to withstand it. After holding on forcibly, he slapped Tang San one last time, then lay back without waiting for the other party to fight back. fainted. "Om-" The healing divine light falls down like a beam, and it disappears as soon as it touches. Before Meng Yiran could even scream, she was resurrected with full health. However, Tang San mechanically waved his hand, wanting to slap her. Meng Yiran has already lost, so how can we still indulge him? The eight spider lances behind him merged into a bundle and swung fiercely, sending Tang San flying.
He stuck out his tongue and smiled at Diyihong, then ran out of the killing field arena. This girl's attack was not gentle. After being thrown away, Tang San struggled for a long time but was unable to get up. Diyihong was also unambiguous and shed his healing divine light. ——He’s injured so badly, it’s okay to let him heal for a while, right? "Ah~" "Hmm~" "Sigh~" [Tang San: That’s enough! It’s healed! ] [Tang San: Ah~ Don’t~ Stop~] "Don't stop, right?" Diyihong pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Is there any hidden injury? I'll try harder!" The golden light became even brighter. Now even Tang San's thoughts were forbidden words that could not be spoken in detail. This made the blocked account Zhang San stunned. what? There are many healing soul skills in the Killing City, but can any of them be so soul-stirring? Look at the crowd again. Although their expressions varied, none of them looked too surprised. Even become accustomed to it. Apparently this scene is not uncommon. But no one, including Tang Hao, called for a stop. ——Do you believe that if you don’t let Diyi Hong have fun, he will be able to have fun? For a little punk, it's not worth it. But the fact is. First Hong had no interest in listening to Tang San's shouting. Who could have made the entire audience in the room like this kind of noise? Just play it as background music. He turned his gaze to Dai Mubai. "You were the first one to be eliminated just now, right?" Dai Mubai's face turned pale and he nodded in despair. Diyi Hong didn't waste any words and opened the first-level artifact, the Holy Eye, which returned to his brow. "What is filial piety?" "What is love?" “Feel the greatness of motherly love!” "Pregnancy gaze!"
The area around Dai Mubai had already been cleared, leaving him alone to be baptized by the golden light. Holding his swollen belly, he skillfully removed the iron bed board behind him, lay down on the ground, and stuffed his mouth with a towel. Feel the pain of childbirth and turn on the vibration mode. Zhang San was stunned by the ban. Is there such a soul bone skill as “forcing people to have children”? Damn it! As the captain of the Law Enforcement Team of the City of Slaughter, what kind of evil soul master has he not seen? But among all the evil soul masters in the entire Slaughter City, no one can have such a weird ability! He immediately put away all his thoughts. Originally, it was just because of Diyihong's strength and background that I gave in to his will. But now the fear is real. ——As long as a grown man like him has a baby, how can he survive in the City of Slaughter? "That's fine." The First Hong called out: "As the winner, Tang San will automatically participate in the next game." "I will name nine more: Tang Hao, Tang Juan, Tang Ji, Shao Xin, Li Yusong, Zao Wou-Ki, Gu Rong, Meng Shu, and Chao Tianxiang." "Go." Only when Diyihong got here did he put away his healing divine light. Tang San paused for several seconds before he sat up tremblingly. The first reaction was—— "Didn't I win? Why do we have to fight again?" "Ah? Didn't I tell you?" Diyihong tapped his forehead and said, "If you want to be called the God of Killing, you have to win a hundred games in a row in this hell killing field. Your father is very familiar with this." Tang Hao nodded to indicate that this was correct. Tang San collapsed! Does that mean he has to go through the same "round-the-clock slapping" ninety-nine more times? wrong! "You mean a hundred consecutive wins?" Tang San asked, "What if we lost once in the middle?" "Let's start over again." Diyihong said casually, "The life-and-death battle will be changed into a slapping contest for entertainment. Just be happy about it." This time, not only Tang San, but everyone else's expressions changed. How much suffering is this? Fortunately. Diyihong was just trying to fool Tang San and turned his attention to Title Zhang San. "But then again, it's too difficult to maintain a winning streak. How much time will it waste?" "Can I keep my winning streak intact if I fail?"
Title Zhang San blinked. what? He really hasn't thought about this question. After all, in the previous hell killing field, only one out of ten could leave alive, it was either victory or death. Who could have imagined that one day, this blood-soaked killing field in the corner would usher in such a "change"? Don't say it's him. The King of Killing. Ok? Wait! (End of this chapter)