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Chapter 327

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Higan's palms were covered in blood under her sleeves.

Patience was never an easy thing, wasn't it?

The simple conversation between Tang Ling and Tang Long came to an end. All that was left was for the two of them to sign the Life Or Death Contract, set the rules, and start the Life Or Death Ring.

Since they had made it clear, there was no need to stay any longer.

Tang Long continued forward, and Higan walked past Tang Ling.

"Higan …" Tang Ling took a step forward.

The wind fluttered Higan's hair and caressed Tang Ling's body, but they did not exchange glances.

"Bro, let's go. It seems like things have gotten out of hand. "Han Xing smiled bitterly. He suddenly felt like he was still far away from reaching the top.

He was not like Tang Ling and Tang Long, the two young geniuses at the top. Whenever their gazes met, sparks would fly.

As they chatted and laughed, they trapped all the young geniuses in the game, and no one thought it was wrong.

Why? It was because they were Tang Ling and Tang Long.

Looking at Higan's back without turning back, Tang Ling turned around dejectedly.

It was at that moment that Higan, who was walking behind Tang Long, turned around. Her eyes were glued to Tang Ling's back, and her gaze was filled with endless longing.

If her feelings were real, no matter how hard she tried, it would show. In the end, she still wanted to act presumptuously, even if it was just a glance.

It would not be long now.

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"Trap us in the Life Or Death Ring? Isn't that too arrogant? "At the same time, at the Dreamy Visitor in Darkness Port.

A young man dressed in expensive clothes was grumbling loudly.

Around him, some were sitting or standing, and more than 30 young geniuses had gathered.

Some were expressionless, some had a mocking gaze, and some even had a sneer on their faces.

No one refuted him because it was pointless.

The Dreamy Visitor was closed for the day.

Because a mysterious man had booked the entire place, Madam Qing, the domineering and self-centered lady owner, did not reject him.

At this moment, she was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the bar on the first floor, holding a glass of dark red wine in her hand. She gently dipped the cherry in her hand into the wine and put it into her mouth. Her charming eyes hid a trace of reminiscence and sobriety that belonged to a spectator.

The indignant young man was still grumbling fiercely. He was basically trying to slap Tang Ling and Tang Long in the face and make them realize how arrogant they were.

As he spoke, a few youths entered the Dreamy Visitor from time to time.

After all, the matter had been fermenting for a day, and those who should have received the news had already received it.

Grid also received the news, but he did not think that Tang Long or Tang Ling were arrogant. If there was a person who could ascend to the top in this world, there would only be a limited number of people, and Tang Long or Tang Ling would undoubtedly be one of them.

Why would such people be called arrogant? Could ordinary geniuses replicate the glory they had obtained and everything they had experienced? This was no longer a matter of martial strength. It was a matter of comprehensive strength.

Grid had a clear understanding of the situation, but to follow Tang Ling? No, Tang Ling had yet to subdue him.

Gullit's full name was Gullit Beiqi.

He was an orphan who had been adopted by a mysterious figure in the ancient Huaxia region. Ever since he could remember, he had been told that his fate was to follow the descendant of a certain great figure.

Of course, it was his master who told him about his fate, not his master's order.

Gullit did not believe in fate. What era was this? Did he still believe in the ancient prophecy? He wanted to carve his own name in this era and not leave it behind because he wanted to follow someone.

His master only smiled and did not say anything about his thoughts.

However, as time went by, even though Gullit was unwilling to accept it, the prophecy was branded in his heart.

Then, the descendant of that great figure appeared — Tang Feng's son, Tang Ling.

Then, Tang Ling was like any other person who was branded with the mark of being extraordinary. He appeared in the world and stirred up a storm.

Gullit had to admit that he was powerful, but what the f * ck did it have to do with him? All these incidents would not make him want to follow Tang Ling at all.

He was a free man with his own thoughts.

However, he had to admit that the prophecy that was carved into his bones since he was young made Gullit pay more attention to Tang Ling. It was different from before and he had a strange feeling.

However, he was not alone. Based on what he knew, there were three others who shared the same fate as him.

They were called Dongyang, Xifeng, and Nanyu. Rather than calling them names, it was more like a code of fate.

"One day, I'll get rid of the two words Beiqi. My name is Gullit. "When Gullit arrived at the Dreamy Visitor, he still harbored such indignant thoughts.

As a matter of fact, he also thought that going to the Dreamy Visitor was ridiculous. Was it just because of some random news?

The news was spread among the teenagers of Darkness Port through all sorts of methods, such as slipping a slip of paper under the door or running into a stranger who would tell you the news.

"The Storm Gathering is about to begin. Tang Ling and Tang Long are going to start the Life Or Death Ring. There will be a storm before the voyage. Do you want to be one of the players in the storm? Go to the Dreamy Visitor once if you think you're strong enough. "

What the f * ck is this?! Gullit did not deny his strength at all, but what was with this invitation?

Gullit did not plan to go, but he soon heard that a certain someone had gone and so had a certain someone. He could not hold back his curiosity.

Never did he expect that the moment he stepped into the restaurant, he would hear an idiot spouting self-righteous theories.

Shaking his braided head, Gullit strode up and grabbed the guy who was spouting nonsense about Tang Ling and Tang Long being arrogant by the collar.

"Hey, who are you? What kind of bullsh * t are you spouting here? Don't you know that you need to be qualified to come here? You have to be a powerful teenager, "Gullit said bluntly. He had always been a straightforward person.

He might not be willing to follow Tang Ling, but just like what he thought, Tang Ling and Tang Long were not qualified to be called arrogant by someone like him.

In the heart of a true top genius, if they thought someone was arrogant or dissatisfied, they would express it with their actions.

They would not spout nonsense somewhere and try to unite everyone to resist the arrogant person.

"Who the f * ck are you? Tang Ling or Tang Long's fanatical admirer? Which capable person would be a bootlicker? Get your filthy hands off me. I'm Francis. You can go ask around and find out who I am in Darkness Port. "Being mocked by Gullit, how could the arrogant young man tolerate it? He grabbed Gullit's hand from his collar and tried to pry it away as he announced his name.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he could not move Gullit's hand away. Instead, he saw Gullit looking at him like he was an idiot.

"Francis? Your name? You're the one who won the title of Lord of Darkness several times in the junior division ring? What kind of bullsh * t is that? "Gullit did not want to waste his breath anymore. There were always idiots who looked at the sky from the bottom of a well and did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

He was a supporter of action. After that, he lifted Francis up with one hand and slammed him on the floor.

Bang! The entire Dreamy Visitor seemed to shake. Francis was smashed to the ground, breaking the wooden floorboards and sinking into the ground.

A human-shaped crater was formed on the clean floor, but Gullit was unfazed.

"You're still as hot-tempered as ever." Further away, a young man in an ancient Huaxia warrior suit with a spear on his back frowned in disdain.

Isn't this Dongyang who shared the same fate as me? As a matter of fact, the four unlucky fates of East, South, West, and West knew each other.

Gullit shrugged and did not comment.

It was at that moment that a lazy and sweet voice sounded, "Little fella, are you here to destroy my restaurant?"

"What a charming lady boss." Gullit praised from the bottom of his heart, but his eyes were not intoxicated. He was not a pervert Han Xing, but Gullit had heard about Madam Qing's reputation and hidden strength from his master before he departed, so he had to show the appropriate amount of respect.

"I'll compensate you. But I also want to protest. Is this gathering a place where any trash can come? I think there are less than 50 people in the whole of Darkness Port who are qualified to be here. After all, not all the geniuses in the world are here. There are some lucky fellas who can get important resources even if they lie down, "Gullit grumbled.

Not far away from the lady boss, a hot girl in a short robe with a phoenix embroidered on it said in disdain, "Gullit, you're still as talkative as ever."

"Yeah, just like how your fiery temper hasn't changed, Xi Feng." Gullit dared not show any weakness.

"Hmph." Madam Qing chuckled and said, "I'm not the organizer of this gathering, but you've reminded me of something."

Right after Madam Qing's words subsided, Francis climbed out of the human-shaped crater and shouted angrily, "You black fella with braids! Come out! We're going to the ring area right now! I'm going to kill you!"

Rage flashed over Gullit's eyes. Did he just call him black? He's dead meat!

Dongyang and Xi Feng, on the other hand, acted like they were watching a good show. In an inconspicuous corner, a sick-looking young man coughed.

It was at that moment that footsteps came from the restaurant again.

A young man with the straight posture of a soldier, thick brows, big eyes, and a chiseled face walked into the Dreamy Visitor. He looked at least 10 years older than his actual age.

He was wearing a black uniform with a silver feather on the chest. Behind him were eight other young men in the same uniform.

"Francis, get out. You have no right to be here, "said the young man with thick brows.

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