Chapter 1861 (2/2)

His opponent has also stepped on the stage, a young man with a gloomy face, blue clothes and tripod shaped signs embroidered on it.

”Tang Feng, the Holy Son of Qingding religion!”

”Qingding education? The Qingding religion of Samsung force? ”

”Hiss, it is said that Tang Feng has the capital of the king, and one can suppress 100 masters of the same rank?”

”Yes, or how to call the king?”

This Tang style is very strong, and it is recognized by many people immediately, and more people are concerned about it. After all, it is a king, but it can not be seen at any time.

In the eyes of all, Ling Han naturally became the foil of Tang style, only to highlight the strength of each other.

On the stands, Yamada also smiled and murmured, ”I didn't expect that the first opponent of this boy was Tang Feng. It was impossible to enter the second round. It is me. The victory and defeat of the Tang Dynasty wind is only the number of May 5. ”

He was definitely on his face, with his strength to Tang wind absolutely only a failure word, and still a tragic defeat, even seconds.

Shantianwu is very excited, looking forward to the scene of Ling Han being defeated. Then, he will add frost to the ice cold and beat it up to make the other party bear the double suffering of spirit and body.

And in yesterday's position, Cheng Feng cloud and others row to sit, because everyone bought is a ticket, so almost yesterday's original team horse.

”Less, what do you think will be today?” One person also does not know whether it is intentional, unexpectedly let Cheng Feng cloud carry on the comment.

Brush the ground, the eyes around are all fixed.

So many people look at it, and naturally, he is embarrassed to push forward the vanity of Cheng Feng cloud. He thought, saying, ”although the strength of Linghan is not weak, it is obvious that Tang style is stronger!””You know, yesterday those people are just a mob, empty number, but do not know to cooperate, not to mention the existence of individual strength amazing.”

”But today is different. Everyone who can stand out from yesterday's group war can be called a master. And Tang Feng As you have heard, he is the Holy Son of Qingding sect and the king of the younger generation! ”

”I dare to assert that this war must be the victory of Tang Feng, and it is also a crushing victory.”

If Ling Han is not taken into account, this inference is quite reasonable. The son of the three-star sect may not be better than the descendants of the four-star power, but the gap is not too big.

Therefore, everyone nodded frequently, indicating that they agreed with Cheng Fengyun.

”However, Ling Han is really strong. He lost more than 60 people in one move yesterday. Maybe he is also a king?” However, some people hold different opinions.

”Or, what would you like to bet on?” Some people deliberately arch fire, looking at Cheng Fengyun.

Cheng Fengyun's arrogance came, and said: ”if this war Ling Han can turn over, even if he can insist on a hundred moves, I will eat the chair under my buttocks!”

”Good!” It's no big deal to watch the excitement. The gourd eating crowd cheered up, seemingly praising Cheng Fengyun, but in fact forced him into a corner and could not turn back.

Cheng Fengyun is full of self-confidence. The strength of Tang Feng is absolutely guaranteed, and his judgment can never have any problems.

Yesterday? That's Yamada. They're so useless!

People are more interested. Originally, the victory or defeat of Ling Han and Tang Feng has nothing to do with them. But now it comes to gambling, and the sense of expectation will explode in an instant.