Kinst was floating at a distance of about half a person above the ground, looking at the five Lan Ba people rushing towards him, his face was expressionless, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

That's it, I thought you could do something ruthless. ’

It was as if he was entangled in Tang San's tentacles in the air, with that speed of his shot, he didn't need to flap his wings if he wanted to dodge, and the fire would be over as soon as it burned.

There are many reasons why he doesn't want to hide, such as the reality of Tang San is different from the trajectory of fate, he wants to see if this person has changed, and test the information;

For example, I want to give Tang San a little hope, after all, the second miss said that the despair after hope is the most desperate;

For example, it's boring to be crushed all the time, and it's not bad to have some fun for yourself.

Of course, no matter how crazy he is, no matter how much he looks down on Lan Ba's group of people, he doesn't think that he can easily be freehand with a dozen or five.

He's not a paladin now.

He is waiting for the support of his teammates, and it is not in this world that no one else will cooperate except for Lanba.

The next moment, Tang San's figure who was lying on the ground suddenly slid down, it was Russell!

Tang San's other tentacle was still in his hand, just pull it!

At the same time, his other hand began to glow with a thick earthy yellow glow.

"Wild punch!"

Tang San looked down at the fist that was deep in his stomach, and then looked up at Russell, who was full of cruelty in his eyes, a little confused.

Didn't you say you couldn't do a dead hand? Didn't you say an exhibition match?

"Don't worry, we'll help you treat this injury.

"Moreover, when do you have the illusion that you are in control of the rhythm of the game, of course we have the final say on whether it is an exhibition match or not!"

As if seeing Tang San's doubts, Russell's voice without emotion also came into Tang San's ears as he withdrew his fist.

"Remember, the clown only needs to match the performance of the protagonist on stage and don't try to compete for the lead role."

The voice that sounded in my ears this time was not Russell's voice, but a female voice.

Tang San, who had fallen to the ground due to the loss of support, turned his head sideways and looked at the person who had the voice coming from, and he knew who the voice was.

- It's Ciel. Floray.

The girl's always teasing tone was too recognizable.

The other party was now walking towards him, looking down at him with mockery and disgust, followed by Yinying holding a flower in her hand.

Then he turned his head to look at Kinster, who he had high hopes for.

"Void Impact!"

A golden void vortex appeared behind the five Lan Ba people, pulling and pulling the five people together in one position.

"Wall of Suffocation!" The four wind walls enveloped the five Lan Ba at the same time, and the faces of the five people turned red visibly with the naked eye.

"Shattering Flames!"

Several flames poured out from the flame wings behind Kinster, and then quickly floated towards the approaching Blue Tyrant Five.

Under this set of serial attacks, the results speak for themselves.

After the flames dissipated, the five people had already fallen to the ground like Tang San, with burns all over their bodies.

It's just that the other five people have lost their minds in a coma, but Tang San is still barely awake.

"Why?" I saw Tang San looking at the sky blankly, asking this somewhat brainless question.

"What, why?" Russell frowned.

"Why did you win so easily, why did we do nothing but do it, why didn't you give us any hope?"

This was even more headless, so Russell's brow furrowed even tighter.

"Because you're waste, because we're better than you." Russell didn't answer, but Ciel answered with interest.

"Why do you refuse to give us even the slightest chance when I work so hard?

"Why is it that I have been working hard to make a living since I was a child, but I still can't compare to you?

"Why didn't I have a mother when I was a child, and my father didn't care about me, but you still want to kill them all?

"Why do you refuse to give me even a shred of honor when I have lost my face?

"Why did I give up family affection and love, and you still keep laughing at me!

"Why do I have a talent that all gods want to pay attention to, but I still have to lose to you people who don't even have a name!

……

Apparently the man was already delirious, and at first he was just muttering to himself, and then he almost yelled.

He didn't mean to ask anyone, he just vented.

In short, there is one meaning, I'm like that, why don't you let me?

Everyone in the Xingyuan team looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the flower in Yinying's hand.

- Phantom Nightshade, that's fine.

"The Phantom Night Flower is the most hallucinating, that is, these words are the words of this clown's heart?"

"Or else?"

The Xingyuan team only had the mentality of watching clowns, but the noise in the audience had just begun, after all, Tang San's voice just now was not small.

"This man has a bad brain, why should he let him be miserable?"

"There are many worse than him in this world, orphans without fathers and mothers, ordinary people without innate soul power don't shout miserable, what is he shouting?"

"It's been beaten like that, and the talent that the gods are eye-catching? Wouldn't I already be a god? ”

……

It's a pity that Tang San's accusation didn't get any sympathy, some just ridicule and surprise.

Everyone has suffering and misfortune, just Tang San's little, the people who are now in the Fighting Soul Arena can pull out dozens of people who are more unfortunate and miserable than him.

Suffering that can be said is not suffering.

In other words, people who talk about how miserable they are at every turn do not deserve sympathy at all.

Sword Douluo Chenxin's face turned pale, after all, Tang San now belonged to his disciple of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, and he was still the kind of disciple who was not low in status, and it was not the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect that everyone could be taught by Sword Douluo Chenxin.

In other words, the face that Tang San lost now was the face of his Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect!

"Because you're a clown."

After dropping this sentence, Xi'er turned around and walked out of the ring with the people of the Xingyuan team, without waiting for the referee to announce the victory, anyone with a discerning eye could see whether it was a victory or a defeat.

Tang San was left alone to perform on stage like a clown.

Oh, that's a clown, but under the backdrop of the wound on his stomach, he is not only a clown, but also like a ghost.

A demon full of malice towards this world.

……

In the night, Tang San and Xiao Wu walked lonely on the streets of Heaven Dou City.

Xiao Wu, who was wearing a mask, looked at Tang San who was walking in front with worried eyes, but Tang San lowered his head and turned a blind eye to the disdainful and surprised gazes around him.

You can see that he is depressed and sad.

It's not just that he blew himself up and died in the Fighting Soul Arena today, but also because Sword Douluo rarely didn't get angry with him or do anything afterwards.

I don't even bother to look at him, I'm still strict with others, but I love him.

Tang San understood very well what this meant, it meant that Sword Douluo Chenxin had completely given up on him.