Douluo angel and knight

Jinster was floating at a distance of about half a person's height from the ground, watching the Lanba five rushing towards him, his face was expressionless, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

'That's all, I thought you guys could do some serious work. '

Just like he was entangled by Tang San's tentacles in the air, with that speed of attack, he didn't even need to flap his wings to hide, as soon as the fire burned, it was over.

There are many reasons for not wanting to hide, for example, the real Tang San is different from the trajectory of fate, he wants to see if this person has changed, and test the information;
For example, wanting to give Tang San some hope, after all Miss Er said that despair after hope is the most desperate;
For another example, always crushing is boring, and it's not bad to have some fun for yourself.

Of course, no matter how crazy he is, no matter how much he looks down on Lan Ba ​​and his group, he doesn't feel that he can easily enjoy himself with a fight.

He's no paladin now.

He is waiting for the support of his teammates. In this world, apart from Lan Ba, others will not cooperate.

The next moment, Tang San who was lying on the ground suddenly slid, it was Russell!

Tang San's other tentacle is still in his hand, just pull it!

At the same time, his other hand began to glow with a thick khaki-yellow light.

"Wild Punch!"

Tang San looked down at the fist that penetrated into his stomach, then raised his head to look at Russell, whose eyes were full of cruelty, a little confused.

Didn't you say that you can't kill him?Didn't you mean an exhibition match?
"Don't worry, we'll heal your injury.

"Also, when did you have the illusion that the rhythm of the game is under your control, of course we have the final say on whether it's an exhibition game or not!"

As if seeing Tang San's doubts, while Russell withdrew his fist, that emotionless voice also reached Tang San's ears.

"Remember, the clown only needs to match the performance of the protagonist on the stage, and don't try to compete for the leading role."

The voice that rang in my ears this time was not Russell's voice, but a female voice.

Tang San, who fell to the ground due to losing support, tried his best to turn his head and looked at the person from whom the voice came from. He knew who the voice was.

——It's Xier Fleur.

The girl's always teasing tone is too recognizable.

The other party was walking towards him now, looking down at him with ridicule and disgust, followed by Yinying holding a flower in her hand.

Then he turned his head and looked at Kinster, who he had high hopes for.

"Illusory Shock!"

A golden void vortex appeared behind the Lan Ba ​​five people, pulling the five people towards one location non-stop.

"The wall of suffocation!" The four wind walls simultaneously enveloped Lan Ba's five people, and the faces of the five people turned red visible to the naked eye.

"Broken Flame Burst!"

Several flames gushed out from the flame wings behind Jinster, and then quickly floated towards the approaching Lan Ba ​​five.

Under this set of serial attacks, the result is self-evident.

After the flames dissipated, the five of them had already fallen to the ground like Tang San, with burns all over their bodies.

It's just that the other five people had already lost their minds, but Tang San still managed to stay awake.

"Why?" Tang San looked at the sky blankly, asking this somewhat nonsensical question. …

"Why?" Russell frowned.

"Why do you win so easily, why is it useless no matter what we do, why is there no hope for us?"

This is even more thoughtless, so Russell's brows are frowned even tighter.

"Because you are useless, because we are better than you." Russell did not answer, but Seele answered this question with great interest.

"Why do I work so hard, but you don't even give us a chance?
"Why did I make a hard living by forging iron since I was a child, but I still can't compare with you?
"Why did I have no mother since I was a child, and my father didn't care about me, but you still want to kill them all?
"Why do you refuse to give me even a sliver of honor when I lose my looks?

"Why do you keep laughing at me when I gave up my family and love!

"Why do I still have to lose to you bastards who don't even have a name, even though I have the talent that all the gods should pay attention to!
……

Obviously this person has lost his mind, he just muttered to himself at first, and then he almost roared out.

He didn't ask anyone what he meant, he just vented.

All in all, there is only one meaning in the words, I am already like that, why don't you let me?

Everyone in the Xingyuan team looked at each other, and finally set their eyes on the flower in Yinying's hand.

——Phantom Night Flower, it’s all right.

"Huan Ye Minghua is the most hallucinogenic, that is to say, these words are the inner thoughts of this clown?"

"if not?"

Xingyuan team only had the mentality of watching clowns, but the noise in the auditorium had just begun, after all, Tang San's voice just now was not too low.

"This man's brain is not good, why should he let him go?"

"This world is much worse than him. Orphans without fathers and mothers, and ordinary people without innate soul power don't cry miserably. What does he call?"

"Being beaten like that by others, and the talent that the gods are paying attention to? Then I am already a god."

……

It's a pity that Tang San's accusation didn't get any sympathy, only ridicule and surprise.

Everyone has misery and misfortune, just Tang San's trivial matter, the people in the spirit fighting field can pick out dozens of people who are more unfortunate than him, even worse.

Suffering that can be spoken of is not considered suffering.

In other words, people who always talk about how miserable they are are not worthy of sympathy at all.

Sword Douluo Chenxin's face was livid, after all Tang San now belonged to his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciple, and he was still the kind of disciple who was not low in status, and it wasn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that everyone could be taught by Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

In other words, Tang San's embarrassment now is his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's embarrassment!

"Because you're a clown."

After leaving this sentence, Xi'er turned around and walked off the ring with the Xingyuan team. There was no need to wait for the referee to announce the winner. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell whether it was a win or a loss.

Tang San was left alone to perform on stage like a clown.

Oh, that's the clown, but against the backdrop of the wound on his stomach, he's not only a clown, but also a ghost.

An evil spirit full of malice towards this world.

……

Under the night, Tang San and Xiao Wu walked lonely on Tiandou City Street.

Wearing a mask, Xiao Wu looked worriedly at Tang San who was walking ahead, while Tang San lowered his head, turning a blind eye to the contemptuous and astonished eyes around him.

You could tell he was depressed and sad.

Not only did he blew himself up to death in the soul fighting arena today, but also because Jian Douluo rarely got angry with him afterwards, or did anything.

She didn't even bother to look at him, and she was still strict with others, but she loved doing things to him.

Tang San understood what this meant, it meant that Sword Dou Luo Chenxin had completely given up on him.