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Chapter 1042 What a pig teammate!
Su Tianyu grinned from ear to ear, and he admired Mr. Su's wise decision in his heart.

Thinking back to when Old Master Su betrothed Su Xiaoxi in Songhai City, he was still a little unhappy. He felt that the Su family was a big family in the imperial capital, and he looked down on Tang Xin, a countryman with no background.

Looking back now, the old man has a sharp eye. He was able to let go of the arrogance of the big family and try to please Tang Xin. Now it really has achieved results.

"That's right, that's right."

Long Aiyu nodded again and again, and said with relief: "If we win [-] billion, plus the villa and club we won before, we have already gained a lot. Even if we lose the competition, we will not lose money."

"What's that called? Team leader Tang Xin will definitely win this big competition. Our secret faction has finally made its mark!"

Wu Dao shouted excitedly, wondering if there is any woman in the Wu family who can match Tang Ming, this kind of existence must be recruited well.

On the field, although the match was over, when Tang Ming and Wan Yong looked at each other from the air, neither of them moved.

"Tang Xin, I have to admit that you are indeed very strong. Unfortunately, this is a martial arts competition, not a real duel. Otherwise, I would definitely defeat you."

Wan Yong looked at Tang Ming with a gloomy face, and shouted with fighting spirit.

"Hehe, I thought so too."

Tang Ming smiled indifferently.

Although he has now drawn a tie with Wan Yong and used his energy cards, he has not used his best Poison Kung Fu. Once he uses Poison Kung Fu, Wan Yong will definitely not be his opponent.

"Since we are not convinced, how about we continue to fight?"

Wan Yong squinted his eyes, stared at Tang Ming and asked.

"I don't care, but do you still have the strength?"

Tang Ming grinned, and said contemptuously: "And I don't even bother with a despicable person like you continuing to fight."

"Bastard, who are you scolding?"

Wan Yong was furious.

"Someone poisoned my food, but luckily I found out in time, otherwise you would have been plotted against me now."

Tang Ming curled his lips in disdain. It was because he found something wrong with the food that he robbed Lin Canghai and others of their food. Although the poison was weird, he didn't take it seriously. It was just used to improve his cultivation. .

"There is such a thing?"

Wan Yong frowned, recalling the Mingzu faction's style of doing things, it was very likely to be true, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he was wronged!
"Two players, the game is over now, you can go back to the rest area, and I will announce the results of the game."

Seeing Tang Ming and Wan Yong chatting in the field, Qin Fang reminded weakly.

"Please first."

Wan Yong stared at Tang Ming firmly.

"You should come first."

Tang Ming smiled and didn't move.

"turn out to be……"

Then Tang Ming and Wan Yong nodded suddenly at the same time.

Just now Wan Yong said that he would continue to fight Tang Ming, but it was actually just a temptation, because now he is at the end of his strength.

Tang Ming was also in the same state, but his poisoning skills had nothing to do with his physical strength. If he really continued, Wan Yong must be the one who died.

"Something's wrong, Tang Xin is not feeling well."

Lin Canghai, who was most familiar with Tang Ming, exclaimed, jumped into the arena from the auditorium immediately, and ran towards Tang Ming.

Long Ao and Wu Xiaoyu looked at each other, and hurriedly followed.

"Tangxin, how are you?"

Lin Canghai asked Tang Ming nervously.

"I'm exhausted, I'm holding on."

Tang Ming hummed softly: "Help me, don't let me fall."

"oh oh."

Lin Canghai nodded repeatedly, and quickly and carefully supported Tang Ming.

On the other side, after Zhao Tianba, Qian Bujun and Fu Renjie reacted, they rushed towards Wan Yong immediately.

After Zhao Tianba came to Wan Yong, he slapped Wan Yong on the shoulder, and at the same time praised with admiration: "Hahaha, Brother Wan really has you, you are actually an eight-star martial artist, I admire you!"

"do not want!"

Wan Yong opened his eyes wide, but it turned out to be a step too late.

"thump!"

Wan Yong, who had been slapped, fell to the ground and was weak and unable to get up.

"This shit is a pig teammate."

Wan Yong closed his eyes in pain. He and Tang Ming were both at the end of their strength, but Tang Ming's partner was carefully supporting him. A guy who attacked him jumped out from his side. It was embarrassing.

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Tianba looked at his palm blankly, but he didn't use any force, and somehow he knocked down an eight-star martial artist.

"Hehe, Wan Yong, it's a shame that you want to continue fighting with me just like you are."

Tang Ming couldn't help laughing out loud, "If you're lying on the ground in terms of body position, I should be considered the winner."

"Master's."

Wan Yong closed his eyes in pain, he simply didn't speak, pretended to be dizzy, and was laughed at by Tang Ming at the last moment, vomiting blood was mild.

"Get up quickly."

Qian Bujun glanced at Zhao Tianba reproachfully, and quickly stepped forward to help Wan Yong up.

"Sorry sorry, I think you still have to fight him, I thought you were fine."

Zhao Tianba looked at Wan Yong apologetically.

"Don't be afraid of god-like opponents, but be afraid of pig-like teammates."

Wan Yong shook his head in pain, not bothering to pay attention to this stupid big man.

"Everyone, today's match is over. The result of the last match is Tang Ming vs. Wan Yong, Tang Ming wins 6, Wan Yong wins 6; Wu Xiaoyu vs. Lin Canghai, Wu Xiaoyu wins 1 and loses 6. Lin Canghai had 3 wins and 4 losses; Fu Renjie played against Long Ao, Fu Renjie had 7 losses, Long Ao had 3 wins and 4 losses, Qian Bujun played against Zhao Tianba, Qian Bujun had 3 wins and 4 losses, Zhao Tianba had 5 wins and 2 losses."

"Then how do you calculate the total score?"

Hearing this, Lin Canghai looked at Qin Fang suspiciously. It seemed that several people were evenly tied. This result is a bit messy!
"It's actually very simple. After several rounds of competition, the sum of the number of victories and defeats of the contestants is your score for this round."

Qin Fang smiled slightly, and announced: "Tang Ming and Wan Yong have 6 wins and 0 losses, and the score is 6; Zhao Tianba has 5 wins and 2 losses, and the score is 3; and so on, Lin Canghai, the money is not even , Long Ao's score is -1; Wu Xiaoyu's score is -5, and Fu Renjie's score is -7."

"Damn, it's actually calculated like this!"

Qian Bujun couldn't help swearing, and looked at Zhao Tianba depressedly: "If I knew this, you should admit defeat in the last round, so I can get an extra share, leaving Lin Canghai and Long Ao behind gone."

"Ahem, I didn't think of that either."

Zhao Tianba smiled awkwardly. It seemed that his 3 points were several points higher than -1. Even if the money was uneven by one point, it would not hurt.

(End of this chapter)