Is this life a dream or a reality?

This is Tang San's long-standing problem, because in his previous life, he was a peerless identity, peerless wisdom, peerless talent, peerless appearance, peerless morality, and ice clear and jade......

Anyway, the words used by human society to describe beauty can be used on him, and he is perfect.

In this life, he is of humble origin, sick in the brain, ugly in appearance, hypocritical, and filthy......

Anyway, the ugliness of human beings seems to have a source in him.

The sense of disparity is very big, too big to describe, too big to drive him crazy, it is already the result of his inner tenacity.

Or is he already insane?

Crazy enough to have such a dream.

Today's battle had exacerbated his madness.

This Angela, who was always pressed by himself in his memory, now plays with him like a plaything!

Not even more than him, the entire seven members of the Blue Tyrant team were toyed with and held by a four-ring knight!

"Why?!"

Looking at the figure dancing in the arena like an elf, Tang San roared, his eyes were red, and the two tentacles that failed to attack were tightly sucking the ground, looking at his appearance, he couldn't wait to crush this ring that had been reinforced in a special way!

Yes, dance, real dance, beautiful dance that no one has ever seen.

Angela is like a swan, like a butterfly, dancing between the seven of them.

She really seems to treat this game as a stage, like an angel, falling from the sky, bringing amazement and enjoyment to every audience.

Her dancing posture, her dance steps, made all the audience addicted and carried away.

It's not just a competition, it's more like an art show.

And it's a feast for the eyes.

Angela's dancing is elegant, noble, beautiful, charming, cold, holy and flawless...... Wait, all the adjectives are not enough to describe her dancing.

Her beauty is suffocating, stunning, alarming, obsessive, intoxicating, and terrifying.

She is a god, a god on high and does not belong to mortal beings.

If you remove the seven people who get in the way, then it will be a show that will go down in history and set off another wave.

Tang San couldn't understand it, let alone accept it, but he knew that it was a mental impact!

It was mentally devastated and insulting!

It's in the race! It's fighting! Angela used this as a stage!

But the seven of them could only watch the black-haired girl use the ring as a stage, and they could only watch the girl dance between the attacks of the seven of them.

Angela is performing, dancing, she's humiliating them!

She used her actions to tell Lan Ba, you are not worthy of being my opponent, you are not qualified!

Every attack that seemed to hit was dodged, and every skill that seemed to kill was easily defused......

The feeling of falling into the air every time a confident attack is maddening!

Angela didn't fight back, just dodged, and there was still a lot of spare dodge that left the seven of them helpless!

Like the moon in the mirror, people can't see and touch, and like the purple soul bone hanging in the air, it seems to be within reach, but it is out of reach.

Now Tang San's eyes were full of anger, resentment, hatred, jealousy, and deep fear!

He understood the reason why Angela was able to deal with the attack of the seven of them with ease!

——The gap in basic quality is too big!

It's not just a martial spirit, a paladin, but in the most basic things, from brain to physical fitness, they are very different!

Angela has absolute superiority!

This is beyond doubt!

Tang San didn't want to admit it and didn't want to admit it, but the facts were right in front of him!

So he asked why?

Why is Angela so powerful, why is this vase, which is nothing but a good martial spirit, so good!

Why is this little girl seven or eight years ago, a little girl who was born only a commoner, has the wisdom to hide from him!

And why would she hide her talent?!

Xu is Tang San's roar finally disturbed Angela's interest in playing, and she attacked.

It's still a dance, it's still a precise and tricky trick.

Her offensive is not fast, rushed, or dry, as if she is practicing slowly.

Her dancing is graceful and light.

Her movements are graceful and gorgeous.

Tang San could see that she was in control and retaining her strength.

She wasn't doing her best, she was just toying with them.

Every one of her attacks was just right, so impartial, and just right that it was hard to resist.

That's the sword that comes with the bright starlight, and that's the light that comes with the brilliance!

This was the most beautiful step and soul technique Tang San had ever seen.

Even Tang San didn't know if this was a soul technique, and he didn't dare to jump to conclusions!

Tang San didn't even know how to deal with it, his figure staggered back, and every time he took a step back, he had to vomit blood!

"Poof!"

Tang San spit out bright red blood!

His face turned unusually pale!

He's exhausted all he can except for the hidden weapon!

But Angela's offensive has not weakened in the slightest and is still continuing!

No matter how Tang San dodged, Angela could always change the position and angle, the direction of the attack in time, and then draw a trace on him.

There are always scars on his body, and although the wounds are not big, the wounds of each scar are exactly the same!

Every scar reminded him of a fact:

He's no match for Angela!

I don't even have the qualifications to make girls take it a little seriously!

Even their Blue Tyrant team of seven people together!

Still can't get Angela to pay a little attention to them!

Because there may be no difference between one person and seven people in Angela's eyes.

The reality is so dreamlike, what Tang San hopes most on the competition field is that the seven monsters in this life can be the same as in the previous life, and the seven monsters are one. He is the brain, and the other six people are either arms and others, like one person, they are controlled like arms and fingers, and the weak defeat the strong, invincible.

But when someone beat the seven of them as if they were one person, he would rather not have this experience.

Because they're really alone.

Seven people are no different from one person in Angela's eyes.

"Why, you ask?

"Of course it's because you're too wasteful, because you're self-righteous."

When the seven Blue Tyrants were all lying on the ground covered in blood, Angela's game of cat and mouse seemed to have finally had enough.

She paused her dance steps a little, and responded to Tang San coldly.

Then the starry sword in her hand disappeared, and the sword called Yaoguang disappeared.

"Hundred Flowers---- Streamer Sky Dance!"

Tang San looked blankly at the streamer flying in the air: "Your martial soul, isn't it dazzling?"

It's a pity that Angela didn't answer him this time.

In the next moment, all seven of Lan Ba's people felt the threat of death!

It was the breath of death, the feeling of despair, the horror of despair to the extreme!

It comes from the most essential fear and helplessness in the heart, the longing and fear of death!

Boom Boom!

Smoke and explosions enveloped the ring, followed by five figures kicked out of the smoke.

With a wave of his hand in the stands, the smoke and dust dissipated in an instant, and only Tang San and Xiao Wu were left in the ring.

"Haven't you always been proud of your little gadgets, come, try it!"

The purple-gold light chain hung Xiao Wu, whose mask had been shattered, in the air, and Angela even casually gave Tang San a holy light healing.