This has been a long-standing problem for Tang San, because in his previous life he was of great status, peerless wisdom, peerless talent, peerless appearance, peerless moral character, pure and pure...
Anyway, all the words that human society uses to describe beauty can be used on him. He is a perfect person.
But in this life, I am of low origin, mentally ill, ugly, hypocritical, and extremely dirty...
Anyway, it seems that the ugliness of human beings can be found in him.
The sense of gap was huge, too big to describe, not big enough to drive him crazy, it was already the result of his inner tenacity.
Or is he already crazy?
So crazy that I had such a dream.
Today's battle made his madness worse.
This Angela, who in his memory was always suppressed by him, now plays with her like a plaything!
Even more than just him, the entire seven members of the Blue Tyrant team were manipulated and controlled by a four-ringed knight!
"Why?!"
Looking at the figure dancing in the field like an elf, Tang San roared, his eyes were red, and the two tentacles that failed to attack were tightly sucking the ground. Looking at him, he wanted to destroy the arena that had been strengthened in a special way.
Crush it to pieces!
Yes, dance, real dance, beautiful dance that no one has ever seen.
Angela is like a swan or a butterfly, dancing gracefully among the seven of them.
She seemed to really treat this game as a stage, like an angel descending from the sky, bringing surprise and enjoyment to every audience.
Her dancing posture and steps made all the audience fascinated and forgetful.
This is not just a simple competition, but more like an art performance.
And it’s also a visual feast.
Angela's dance is elegant, noble, beautiful, charming, aloof, holy and flawless. All the adjectives are not enough to describe her dance.
Her beauty is breathtaking, stunning, alarming, obsessed, intoxicating, and also horrifying.
She is a god, a high-altitude god who does not belong to the mortal world.
If the seven people who were in the way were removed, this would be a performance that would go down in history and set off another wave of trends.
Tang San couldn't understand it, let alone accept it, but he knew that it was a kind of spiritual impact!
That is a kind of mental destruction and insult!
This is a competition! This is a fight! Angela treats this as a stage!
But the seven of them could only watch the black-haired girl using the arena as a stage, and they could only watch the girl dancing gracefully in the gaps between the attacks of the seven of them.
Angela is performing, dancing, she is humiliating them Lan Ba!
She used her actions to tell Lan Ba that you are not worthy to be my opponent, you are not qualified!
Every attack that seemed to be a hit was dodged, and every skill that seemed to be a sure-kill was easily resolved...
The feeling of every confident attack falling into the empty space will drive people crazy!
Angela didn't fight back, she just dodged. She still had enough room to dodge, but the seven of them were helpless!
Just like the moon in a flower in a mirror, it can be seen but not touched. It is also like the purple soul bone hanging high in the air, which seems to be within reach, but out of reach.
Now Tang San's eyes were full of anger, resentment, hatred, jealousy, and deep fear!
He understood very well why Angela could easily deal with the attacks of seven of them!
——The basic quality gap is too big!
It's not just because of the same martial spirit and the same Paladin, but in terms of the most basic things, from brain to physical fitness, there is a huge gap between them!
Angela has absolute superiority!
There is no doubt about it!
Tang San didn't want to admit it or admit it, but the fact was right in front of him!
So he asked why? Why is Angela so powerful? Why is this vase, which has nothing but good looks, so good?
Why did this little girl from seven or eight years ago, who came from a commoner background, have the wisdom to hide it from him!
Why would she hide her talent?!
Maybe it was Tang San's roar that finally disturbed Angela's interest in playing, so she attacked.
It's still dancing, still precise and tricky moves.
Her attack was not fast, urgent, or impatient, as if she was practicing slowly.
Her dancing posture is graceful and light.
Her movements are elegant and gorgeous.
Tang San could tell that she was controlling and conserving her strength.
She wasn't trying her best, she was just toying with them.
Every attack she makes is so precise, so unbiased, and so precise that it is difficult to resist.
That is the sword light that comes with bright starlight, that is the light that comes with brilliance!
This was the most beautiful pace and soul skill Tang San had ever seen.
Even Tang San didn't know if this was a soul skill, so he didn't dare to jump to conclusions!
Tang San didn't even know how to deal with it. He staggered back, and every time he took a step back, he would vomit blood!
"puff!"
Tang San spit out bright red blood!
His face became extremely pale!
He has exhausted all his skills except hidden weapons!
But Angela's offensive has not weakened at all and continues!
No matter how Tang San dodges, Angela can always change the position, angle, and attack direction in time, and then leave a mark on him.
There will always be scars on his body. Although the wounds are not big, the surface of each scar is exactly the same!
Every scar reminds him of one fact:
He is no match for Angela!
You don’t even have the qualifications to ask a girl to be a little more serious!
Even seven members of their Blue Tyrant team came together!
Still can't get Angela to pay any attention to them!
Because there may be no difference between one person and seven people in Angela's eyes.
Reality is so dreamlike, what Tang San hopes most in the competition is that the seven monsters in this life can be like the previous life, the seven monsters are one. He is the brain, and the other six people or arms and others can be controlled like one person.
Use your arms and fingers to defeat the strong with the weak, and there will be no disadvantage.
But when someone beat the seven of them as one person, he would rather not have this experience.
Because they are really alone.
In Angela's eyes, seven people are no different from one person.
"Why do you ask?
"Of course it's because you are a waste and because you are so self-righteous."
When the seven Blue Bulls were all lying on the ground covered in bloodstains, Angela seemed to have finally had enough of the cat-and-mouse game.
She paused her dance steps for a moment and responded to Tang San coldly.
Then the sword with flowing stars in her hand disappeared, and the sword called Yaoguang disappeared.
"Hundred flowers - dancing in the sky with flowing light!"
Tang San looked blankly at the stream of light flying in the air: "Isn't your martial spirit Yaoguang?"
It's a pity that Angela didn't answer him this time.
The next moment, all seven people in Lan Ba felt the threat of death!
It is the breath of death, the feeling of despair, and the terror that occurs when despair reaches the extreme!
It comes from the most essential fear and helplessness in the heart, and it is the desire and fear of death!
Boom boom boom!
Smoke and explosions enveloped the entire arena, followed by five figures who were kicked out of the smoke.
Golden Crocodile waved his hand in the stands, and the smoke dispersed instantly, leaving only Tang San and Xiao Wu on the stage.
"Aren't you always very proud of your gadgets? Come on, try it!"
The purple-gold light chain hung Xiao Wu, whose mask had been broken, in the air, and Angela even casually applied a Holy Light Cure to Tang San.
