Han Xing was defeated.
Even though he had comprehended the Sword Intent in the last strike, and the dazzling sword light had shocked everyone, he had still lost, and it was a clear defeat.
Was there a need to explain how Tang Ling managed to choke her with a single slash?
The thunderous applause from the audience did not stop!
No matter how boring the exchange of sword techniques was, the last moment was enough to show the word 'powerful' to ordinary people.
The Desperado Ring was indeed a Legendary Ring. Those who were not Legendary did not even have the right to enter the ring.
For example, Grady, who everyone thought was very powerful, was just a joke to the Desperado Ring even though he had an undefeated record of 12 consecutive wins.
Amidst the thunderous applause, Tang Ling lowered his sword and sat down in the ring with his legs crossed.
The battle with Han Xing had consumed a lot of energy, so he had to make use of this short period of time to recover.
At that very moment, Tang Ling could not help but look at Higanan.
He saw that Higan had gotten a piece of bubble gum out of nowhere. When Tang Ling looked at her, she was blowing a bubble.
Pop! The bubble popped, and their eyes met. Higan smiled softly at him.
As a matter of fact, her eyes never left Tang Ling. Whether it was Grady or Han Xing, they had to thank Tang Ling for defeating them.
Otherwise, if they showed the slightest intention to fight to the death with Tang Ling or did something that crossed the line, they would be punished.
In that case, their fate should be worse than death.
The Wailing Pierrot stood in the middle of the ring again and looked at Tang Ling. "Mad Tiger, thank you so much for bringing us an exciting match. Look, you're only one step away from the final victory. "
"Unfortunately, according to the rules, the competition must continue." The Wailing Pierrot's tone turned passionate again. "Look, this is the Desperado Ring. It's the birthplace of legends, but it's also the cruel place of death."
"Then, where is our next challenger? Even if he had taken advantage of them in this match, a victory was still a victory! Isn't that right? If the arena defender can't persevere, he wouldn't be worthy of being called a legend. "
"Come on, who will be the next challenger? I'm really looking forward to it. "The Wailing Pierrot's words stirred up the atmosphere again.
What were they waiting for? There was only one chance!
At this time, many young geniuses began to move. They wanted to compete for the last chance to challenge the arena.
This was despite the fact that 80% of the audience was certain that the person on the stage was Tang Long after the battle with Han Xing.
**
"Go and investigate this youngster's identity."
"Go, investigate."
"Interesting. That last strike was very telling. Go. I want to know his identity in 15 minutes."
"Find out the identity of this scarf boy. I want all his information on my desk in ten minutes."
.....
...
In the Desperado Ring, the third battle had yet to begin.
Some people who had watched the first two matches through various channels were already curious about Tang Ling's identity.
Even though they had their guesses, they still needed a definite answer.
Behind this answer was not only the satisfaction of curiosity, but it was also related to the fight for many interests. It was related to the major event in May and an important prophecy left by a prophet with the gift of prophecy that only a few people knew about!
This prophecy was related to the future structure of the world.
Investigating was something that was necessary.
However, soon enough, all the factions that started to investigate Tang Ling's identity, other than those from Darkness Port, received a letter.
The letter did not contain any specific content other than a signature, Dvesha Moha, and an abstract symbol of a smoking pipe.
What else was there to say? There was no need to say anything.
Tang Ling's identity had been exposed, but the letter also stated some problems.
At least, the factions that knew about Tang Ling went silent. They must not get involved in anything related to Tang Ling at the moment.
Unless they wanted to provoke the person who sent the letter.
**
Under the Wailing Pierrot's instigation and all sorts of complicated emotions, almost all the young geniuses were tempted. They wanted to fight for the last chance to challenge Tang Ling.
However, no one dared to act recklessly.
The area under the ring had turned into a pool of lightning. A single touch would result in a devastating explosion.
Indeed, those who were known as geniuses could not be measured by basic statistics. They had more or less started to master their talents.
Once they mastered their talents, they would be able to emit the aura of their own talent attribute. The aura was also a powerful deterrent that normal people would not be able to withstand.
The Wailing Pierrot watched the scene in delight. If all the young geniuses started to fight under the ring, it would become a huge news event.
There was no sense of right or wrong in the ring area. They needed the heat, the heat that would never die down. The more explosive and chaotic the fight, the better the heat.
Therefore, the Wailing Pierrot watched quietly.
Tang Ling was also sitting in the ring with his legs crossed. With his Precise Instinct, how could he not sense the gathered aura?
The aura was gathered by a lot of young geniuses, so it almost materialized.
Anyone who wanted to go up the ring would have to withstand the pressure from the aura, so the next person who went up the ring must be very powerful.
On the east side of the ring, a young man with a spear on his back and an ancient Huaxianese coiled martial robe stepped out.
He was less than 10 meters away from him.
A silver-haired young man with a pale face also stepped out at the same time.
On the west side, the young girl with a hot body and a short qipao was also moving towards the ring. At the same time, a clean young man with thick brows and big eyes who looked like a messenger of justice did not fall behind either.
A buff young man with a dirty braid, a sickly young man, the leader of the Dark Nine Feathers, and a young man with a little peacock on his shoulder …
Among the geniuses, the group of people who stood at the top did not want to be outdone, so all of them moved towards the ring.
However, the further they moved, the stronger the aura that they unleashed became. Every step they took was extremely difficult.
However, at this moment, a graceful figure walked to the side of the stairs of the arena. It was as if there was no pressure at all.
Who is it?!
This sudden turn of events made everyone raise their heads and look at the figure.
However, no one could see her real face. She was wearing a black mask that looked a little rough and ugly.
Her hands were behind her back and her steps were a little mischievous. She even blew bubbles from time to time.
Who was she?
Was there even a need to ask? As long as these young geniuses had a good memory, they would remember the scene from before, the silly girl who was shouting "Little Tang Tang, you can do it!" under the stage!
She's going up? Is she that strong?
"What are you doing?" Tang Ling scratched his head in frustration and stood up.
If it was possible, he wanted to fight three rounds in the Desperado Ring and get what he needed the most. Is Higan trying to mess things up?
Or, did she want to have a fight with him? Tang Ling blinked his eyes. Only a battle maniac like him with a weird mind would think of such a possibility.
The thought of it made him a little excited! The fact that Higan could walk up the ring with such an imposing aura meant that she was very strong.
A fight? Maybe … Tang Ling's blood boiled.
He watched helplessly as Higan blew bubbles and walked up to the ring.
"What am I doing? I'm trying to cheat some Black Sea coins out of you. "Higan's lips curled into a mischievous smile.
"Aren't you here to fight me?" Tang Ling was a little annoyed.
"Of course." Higan then paused and looked at Tang Ling. "Do you want to fight me?"
"Huh?" Tang Ling was a little embarrassed. How should he put it? Fighting a girl was not a big deal. In this world, there were no differences just because one was a girl, but was it a little too much to fight Higan? He could not bring himself to do it.
The two of them continued their conversation. Even the Wailing Pierrot blinked his eyes. What's going on? But the situation is not outside of the rules.
Before the Wailing Pierrot could figure out what was going on, some of the people under the ring were unconvinced. They started to shout, "The Desperado Ring is being unfair, isn't it? This girl is obviously Mad Tiger's partner! "
"Yeah, can partners fight in the ring? Isn't it obvious that the rules are fake?! Can I bring a few partners to fight in the ring next time? "
"That's right. Wouldn't he be able to win easily if he brought a few companions?"
The words were sharp. The top geniuses who were guessing Higan's identity stopped and wanted to watch the situation unfold.
"You can check the recordings before the match and see if they are partners." Someone started to come up with a plan.
The Wailing Pierrot looked serious. If it was a partner who fought in the ring, it would be a little out of line and it would be considered a loophole in the rules.
He wanted to say something, but it was at that moment that Higan stepped up and looked at the Wailing Pierrot. "The Desperado Ring is the ring with the most freedom, am I right?"
"Yes, my beautiful lady. But the premise is fairness, am I right? "The Wailing Pierrot was smart enough to answer.
"But I don't think there's any absolute fairness. Fairness is strength, am I right?" Higan asked again.
"This is in line with the iron rule of Darkness Port. Fairness is strength," the Wailing Pierrot answered straightforwardly.
Indeed, there was no such thing as fairness in Darkness Port. All that mattered was absolute strength.
"Great. I'll admit that I'm Mad Tiger's partner. "Higan curled her lips into a cold smile.
Even though her face was covered by a mask, her smile still had a kind of breathtaking beauty.
"I welcome your doubts, but I'd like to say that I'm the challenger for the third match.
If you have the strength, come and strip me of my qualification. If not, shut up, okay? "Higan sounded gentle, but behind the gentleness was a coldness that could not be erased.
As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand and removed her mask.
No one could be unfair to Tang Ling and steal his victory when he was exhausted.
If anyone tried to do so, she would not hesitate to give them the biggest injustice. Sorry, but they did not even have the right to fight in the ring!
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