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Chapter 1041 Another draw
"Snapped."

The wreckage of the arena where Tang Ming was about to settle was instantly torn apart.

"Your uncle!"

Tang Ming let out an angry roar, tilted his body, grabbed another piece of wreckage with his left hand, and slapped Wan Yong's feet with his right hand, the energy ball bombarded and smashed the wreckage of the ring under his feet.

Next, Tang Ming and Wan Yong continued to attack the wreckage of the ring near the opponent's body during the landing process!

There is only one purpose, and that is to let the opponent have no foothold when they land.

For a moment, countless invisible vibration waves and energy bombs confronted each other in the air, and all of these were attacks that the audience could not see.

Everyone could only see the wreckage of the ring that had been thrown flying continuously exploding in the air, but they couldn't figure out what happened.

"Megatronic in all directions."

When Wan Yong was only [-] centimeters from the ground, he opened his hands in front of him, and with a roar, an invisible wave blew towards Tang Ming like a hurricane.

"Time flies like an arrow."

At this time, Tang Ming only had one breath left before landing. His hands transformed into countless palm phantoms, dancing in front of him, and instantly condensed all the energy in his body into dense energy balls and shot them out at the same time.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the left and right of the two forces, the three rings around the ring where Tang Ming and Wan Yong faced off also exploded, and wreckage flew up all over the sky and spread in all directions.

After the explosion, Tang Ming landed on the ground, panting, staring at his feet in disbelief: "I lost?"

Tang Ming's face darkened when he saw that he had no place to focus on after landing. There was no ring wreckage under his feet, which meant that he fell into the ring and lost the game.

Unexpectedly, it would be such a result. Wan Yong's last attack just now bombarded all the wreckage of the arena out of his reach.

At this time, Long Ao and the others had gone to the auditorium to take refuge. After seeing the two people landed, they all stared and held their breath.

After hearing Tang Ming's words, Long Ao, Lin Canghai and Wu Xiaoyu were ashamed, and Tang Ming was not Wan Yong's opponent.

"The match is over. Contestant Wan Yong and Contestant Tang Ming are tied. This contest is considered a draw."

At this moment, Qin Fang's voice sounded.

"What?" Tang Ming suddenly raised his head to look at Wan Yong in the distance.

At this time Wan Yong was putting on a disgusted expression, because there was no wreckage of the ring under his feet!

Tang Ming's previous attack also blasted away all the wreckage of the ring around him.

"This shit can also draw?"

Zhao Tianba couldn't help but swear, even if they were singled out, they could draw. These two people are really natural rivals.

"Both players fell off the ring at the same time, so it can only be considered a draw."

Qin Fang wiped off her cold sweat, glanced at the scene, and didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at this moment.

In the last confrontation between Tang Ming and Wan Yong when they fell from the sky just now, although they attacked each other countless times, a series of actions took place between lightning and flint, and the free fall time was less than three meters.

But in just a few seconds, the entire venue was completely destroyed!
All four arenas were destroyed, and in the end, except for Tang Ming and Wan Yong's two bare spaces, the other places were covered with rubbish.

Especially in the last scene where Tang Ming and Wan Yong attacked from space, it was beyond the scope of martial arts, it looked like those masters duel in the movie, it was so magical.

The audience in the viewing hall has been stunned, but the private room is full of sorrow and joy.

"Hahaha, it's actually a draw, a draw!"

Su Tianyu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. Although Tang Xin didn't win, she didn't lose either. This was great joy for the secret faction who had been at a disadvantage in the competition for so many years.

"Yes, it's a draw... We also won the draw." Long Aiyu suddenly looked at Fu Tianbao and the others, and shouted excitedly:
"In the previous bet, you were full of confidence and said that if it was a draw, we would win, so now we have won."

"How could this be?"

Wan Changfa slumped down on the sofa with a pale face.

Fu Tianbao, Qian Weiguo, and Zhao Jincheng were all downcast. The faction of the Ming Group has been controlling the victory of the competition for these years, so it is a matter of course for them to win, but now...even if it is a tie, they can't mention it at all. any joy.

Hearing Long Ao's words, Wan Changfa and the others were even more distressed. Four billion yuan, even if the families of the Mingzu faction were rich and powerful, losing so much money at once would be enough to cut their flesh.

"Everyone, I have transferred all the money to the accounts of the Long family, the Lin family, the Wu family and the Su family, please confirm."

Just when the dark faction was happy and the bright faction was downcast, Meng Xiaolu announced with a smile.

"So fast?" The corner of Zhao Jincheng's mouth twitched, then he gritted his teeth and looked at Wan Changfa:

"Brother Wan, didn't you say that Wan Yong will definitely win this match?"

"Yeah! One billion is gone like that, it's just too deceitful."

Qian Weiguo also looked at Wan Changfa angrily: "The secret medicine of the bullshit medicine sect, it's just rubbish, it's useless at all."

"I didn't expect such a result. My son, an eight-star martial artist, still knows...he didn't win."

Wan Changfa sighed helplessly.

"You didn't expect us to lose so much money? If you didn't say that a draw would count as a win for them, we wouldn't have to lose money!"

Qian Weiguo roared through gritted teeth.

"Two brothers, don't talk about it, this kind of thing can't be known."

Fu Tianbao was still calm, and quickly spoke to comfort him.

"Shut up, it's all because of that little brother of yours. He failed to win the contest and let me lose a billion dollars. The Fu family is really nothing."

Zhao Jincheng yelled at Fu Tianbao angrily.

"Bastard, I also lost one billion, why are you yelling at me?"

Fu Tianbao, who was already in a bad mood, became angry when he heard this, and several people started to quarrel like this.

Seeing the different quarrels among the four families of the Ming Group faction, Su Tianyu and the others sat together, their noses almost crooked.

"Brother Su really paid attention. It's really wise to let team leader Tang Xin represent the Su family in the competition."

Wu Dao looked at Su Tianyu with emotion: "I really didn't expect Team Leader Tang to be an eight-star martial artist at such a young age. If he can develop in the future, he will definitely become a strong generation."

"Brother Su is really lucky. To be able to find such an excellent son-in-law makes others envious."

Long Aiyu also looked at Su Tianyu with a complicated expression. Originally he was very confident in his son, but now, he has to admit that Long Ao is far behind Tang Ming.

"Hahaha, don't say that, everyone. Our dark group factions are connected with each other. Team leader Tang is the leader of the dark group's martial arts inspection team. It will be good for all of us if he becomes stronger."

(End of this chapter)