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Chapter 1004 Prepare to make a big move

"Team Leader Tang, you must be careful."

Long Ao looked at Tang Ming solemnly, and reminded him with concern: "This Wan Yong was unknown before, but he suddenly rose up in this competition. I guess he might have been sent to some powerful hermit sect since he was a child." Or the purpose of learning art from the hidden family is to deal with people from our secret faction in the big competition."

"Yes, yes, this duel between you is of great importance. If anyone loses, their morale will definitely be affected. It is estimated that it will be even more difficult to win back in the following games."

Wu Xiaoyu also looked at Tang Ming nervously.

"Tang Xin, your duel may be related to the outcome of this big contest, you must not let us down."

Because he was familiar with Tang Ming, Lin Canghai didn't have so many worries when he spoke, and directly pointed out the importance of this big competition: "The dark group has been suppressed for more than ten years. Whether you can wake up or not depends on you."

"I will try my best, but I care more about a comparable competitor than a big competition."

Tang Ming smiled faintly and strode into the training room.

When the two entered the training room, neither of them moved, and they didn't wear the so-called armor.

"It seems that we still have a tacit understanding of heart and heart."

Tang Ming looked at Wan Yong with a smile.

Wan Yong glanced at the armor beside him, and said disdainfully:

"In a duel between you and me, one move can determine the outcome. Whoever is hit, the subsequent points will lose meaning, because the person who succeeds will not give the opponent a chance to counterattack. This armor is too redundant."

"Wearing armor will affect the movement after all, and it doesn't mean much to us."

Tang Ming smiled, his eyes flickering: "If you don't wear armor, the first one to be recruited will lose, how about it?"

"Okay, if the one who gets the first move doesn't admit defeat, then the end will be a dead end."

Wan Yong nodded, walked to the front of the table, grabbed a handful of silver steel balls, "My hidden weapon is Thunderbolt, how about you?"

"I……"

Tang Ming was stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at the table, and finally grabbed a handful of gold needles, "Just use these gold needles."

"I rely on it!"

Seeing that Tang Ming and Wan Yong didn't intend to wear armor, all the audience were excited.

Up to now, this is no longer as simple as a game. Once he is hit, he will either die or be injured. Even if he does not die, physical injuries will affect the subsequent games.

Judging from this posture, these two people really intend to regard this duel as the ultimate showdown of the big contest.

Faced with this situation, the heads of the nine families, except for Meng Xiaolu who was always sitting on the sofa fanning indifferently, the other eight stood up unconsciously, walked to the window, and stared at the big screen.

In the office, Fu Tianyou first cursed:

"Could this damn Wan Yong be a member of the secret team, and even propose not to wear armor? Isn't my careful preparation in vain?"

"director."

Seeing Fu Tianyou go crazy, Leng Zhan reminded weakly: "It seems that Tang Xin doesn't wear armor, which is more dangerous than wearing armor. After all, armor is more or less defensive, and now they go into battle lightly. There is no doubt about death."

"Huh? Right?"

Only then did Fu Tianyou come to his senses, and immediately smiled: "In this way, Wan Yong has no protection, and he will be in danger if he is hit by Tang Xin."

"Yes Yes."

Leng Zhan nodded again and again, and said expectantly: "In the current situation, it's best for the two of them to die together, that would be perfect."

"Yes."

Fu Tianyou nodded!

Although Wan Yong is a player of the Ming faction, he is a member of the Wan family after all. If Wan Yong wins the championship, the Wan family will become the controlling family that allocates all resources for the next three years, and its status will surpass the other nine families invisibly , just like the previous Fu family.

And the only way to suppress the rise of Wanjia is to let people from Wanjia take over the position of deputy director of the Ming Group after three years, so as to prevent Wan Yong from winning consecutive titles.

But in that case, he, the current deputy director of the Ming team, would suffer, so the best way is for Wan Yong and Tang Ming to perish together, and then let others compete for the No.1 in the competition.

None of the rest has the potential to win consecutive championships, so his position will not be shaken.

After thinking of these, Fu Tianyou was no longer angry, but watched the game with great interest, praying silently in his heart for the result he expected.

After Tang Ming and Wan Yong were ready, Qin Fang closed the door of the hidden weapon room, and the competition officially started.

Tang Ming held the golden needle in his hand and looked at Wan Yong solemnly, but he didn't attack immediately.

His state is somewhat similar to Liu Yeqing's, and the occupations of the two of them are also somewhat similar, so the tactics they adopted are the same, that is, to wait and see what happens, wait for the opportunity, and find a way to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Wan Yong didn't have such good concentration. After confronting Tang Ming for nearly a minute, he flicked his right hand, and a steel ball turned into a silver light, shooting towards Tang Ming like lightning.

"This guy still can't hold his breath after all."

Tang Ming smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved it in front of him, a little golden light shone from his fingertips, and used the steel needle to precisely push the steel ball away.

"Good way."

Seeing that Tang Ming was able to use the golden needle to push away his thunderbolt beads, Wan Yong couldn't help admiring, and then shot quickly, shooting silver lights at Tang Ming from all angles.

"Although I don't know if you are a horizontal martial artist, but you can use the thunderbolt beads to such an extent, the strength of your fingers is no longer inferior to that of a horizontal martial artist, I admire you."

Tang Ming was not stingy with his words of admiration, his body flickered, and the golden starlight flashed across his fingertips, pushing away the steel balls attacking him.

Time passed bit by bit, Wan Yong was the main attacker, and Tang Ming was in charge of the defense.

Although the distance between the two is relatively far, and standing on the spot jumping up and down, dodging left and right, they look like two psychopaths!
But everyone watching the battle knows that the fight between these two people is extremely dangerous, and if there is a slight mistake, there is a danger of death.

When there were 30 seconds left in the time, everyone held their breath, because Wan Yong's attacks became more and more violent, while Tang Ming was always on the defensive.

However, everyone knows that the real exciting moment is coming soon.

Since these two people have the guts to take the initiative to ask for a duel, they are not cowardly. They must both want to decide the winner in this contest, so at the last moment, the two will definitely use their own big moves.

Now it depends on who starts first, or who can't hold it first.

"That's right, you are already proud of being able to block my attack for such a long time, but if you can block the next move, then it's your turn to make a move."

Seeing that the time was about to pass, Wan Yong suddenly withdrew his hands, and then clenched his hands into fists in front of him, ready to make a big move.

(End of this chapter)