With the system, I take advantage of the heavens and the world

Tang Ming was retreating, but the outside world was in trouble.

The school's website is full of posts discussing this battle.

"The decisive battle between the Hercules Demon Physique and the First Genius of the Federation."

"Tang Ming's secret."

"Where is the limit of the strength of the Hercules demon body?"

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Even the various class groups among the freshmen are discussing.

"Does Tang Ming have a chance of winning without relying on talismans?"

"Of course not, the light realm is just a bit short, not to mention that Wang Yong still has the Hercules demon body."

"I'm afraid that Tang Ming will rely on external forces like he did with Zhou Ren last time."

"If you have the ability, use your real strength to fight once, relying on external force, what kind of ability is it?"

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This was naturally promoted by Wang Yong and his group.

They were afraid that Tang Ming would use talismans to win like last time. If they compared this aspect, they might not necessarily win.

Although Wang Yong also came from an extraordinary background, his master's background is even more astonishing.

But Zhou Ren, who is also very powerful, is still defeated?

Therefore, they hoped to use the power of public opinion to influence Tang Ming and force him to fight with his own cultivation.

It's a pity that Tang Ming didn't know about it.

At last it was time for the decisive battle.

On this day, Wang Yong brought a group of people to the arena early.

The place was already full of spectators.

Wang Yong invited the referee teacher, completed the formalities, and waited for Tang Ming.

But he waited and waited, but no one from Tang Ming came.

It was almost noon, and there was no one in sight.

There is already a lot of discussion below.

"I haven't come yet, isn't it because I'm afraid?"

"In my opinion, Tang Ming is just a coward."

"My own strength is not enough, so I found an excuse to avoid it. I think he will definitely say that he was in retreat at that time and missed the time."

Liu Wenwen and Zhang Fugui also became anxious. They had sent Tang Ming several messages, but they didn't respond.

Although they didn't believe that Tang Ming was the kind of person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, they couldn't wait, and gradually lost their temper.

Wang Yong was full of ambitions on stage, if he didn't come, he would be able to declare victory.

When the time comes, how can Tang Ming have the face to mess around in school?

A federal first-time genius who is greedy for life and afraid of death, ha ha.

He looked at the crowd in the audience and fell into a reverie.

He seemed to have seen the scene of victory, and saw everyone in the audience looking up to him adoringly.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and a figure came into his sight.

It's Tang Ming.

Tang Ming walked onto the ring slowly, yawned, and said, "Sorry for keeping everyone waiting, I overslept just now."

Everyone is waiting to see the decisive battle, but you are sleeping?

Everyone complained about him in their hearts.

Tang Ming asked about the rules of the game.

Wang Yongdao, "If we want to compare, we must compare our own strength, and we don't rely on external things to win."

Tang Ming realized that it was because he was afraid that he would deal with him like Zhou Ren.

Someone in the audience echoed, "Yes, relying on external objects is nothing."

Someone also defended Tang Ming, "No matter what method you use, just win."

Tang Ming looked down and saw that Zhang Fugui was defending him.

He nodded slightly, signaling to Zhang Fugui.

"If you compare strength, it must be at the same level. Wang Yong is a level higher than Tang Ming. Isn't it fair?" Someone spoke up for Tang Ming.

It's Liu Wenwen.

Tang Ming still nodded his thanks.

The two parties were at odds and couldn't come up with a charter that everyone recognized.

Tang Ming thought for a while and said, "Wang Yong, what's more, we don't need any external things."

"Amulets, magic treasures, and magic tools are not used at all. Just fight with your own strength."

"Until one side is killed or takes the initiative to admit defeat."

"If you are afraid of death, the loser has to kneel in public, shout three times, I am convinced, and compensate 100 million contribution points."

Wang Yong was a little surprised, isn't this just what I want?
Knowing that I am a Hercules demon body, and I practice physical skills, and I am good at melee combat.

You have to discard foreign objects, not even magic tools.

Is this Tang Ming stupid?

Or is there some conspiracy?
Wang Yong couldn't believe it, "Are you serious?"

"Could it be fake under the eyes of everyone?" Tang Ming replied.

Wang Yong thought it was the same, the eyes of the masses are discerning, if you don't believe me, you dare to cheat.

Even if you cheat, I'm not afraid.

Thinking of this, Wang Yong was sure, and said, "Okay, let's do this."

The two set the rules and stood still.

Wang Yong was the first to attack.

He took a deep breath, and his body expanded with the inhalation.

The already tall body looked even more burly.

He yelled and punched Tang Ming in the chest.

Before the punch arrived, a monstrous force had already rushed towards him.

Tang Ming didn't dodge or dodge, he met the opponent's fist and pushed it up.

"Bang," the two fists intersected.

Tang Ming shook his body.

Wang Yong stepped back a few steps.

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar.

Wang Yong was repelled?
Who is the Hercules demon body?

Wang Yong was taken aback, he couldn't believe it, would he lose to others in terms of strength?
He didn't believe in evil, and when he came again, he punched Tang Ming again.

This time it's not the temptation just now, but going all out.

Tang Ming had a good time, he tried it just now, Wang Yong's strength is not as good as him.

"Bang," the two fists intersected again.

The result is still the same.

Wang Yong was furious, and fully mobilized the power of Hercules' demon body.

A flame-like brilliance rose from his body and enveloped his whole body.

The flames rose up and up in waves, and Wang Yong, like a god descending from the earth, smashed towards Tang Ming with a huge sense of oppression.

Tang Ming didn't dare to be careless, and he worked hard to run the immortal golden body.

A faint golden light appeared on him.

On the surface, Tang Ming is far less powerful than Wang Yong's visual impact.

But the result was the same.

"Boom," the two punches intersected again.

Wang Yong was still repelled.

Wang Yong didn't say a word, he punched again.

He doesn't believe in evil, so he must overwhelm Tang Ming in strength.

This is his forte and he can't lose.

"Bang bang bang," only the sound of two fists clashing was heard continuously for a while.

The two seemed to have forgotten about other moves and only punched each other.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, they had never seen such a weird duel.

The counselor Zhao Gang stood in the distance, watching the battle between the two, thoughtful.

Teacher Li Nong breathed a sigh of relief in the office, "Boy, I still don't know such a big thing as a duel with others, so I didn't come to ask my master."

"It turns out that I have a plan in mind."

The principal was on the floating island, looking at the arena below, and muttered to himself, "It's only been less than a month since I became immortal so quickly."

"This Tang Ming is interesting."

The two fought bang bang bang on the stage for a long time, coming and going is just such a trick.

Everyone in the audience gradually became bored.

"Could you two change the trick, don't be so rigid?" Someone said dissatisfied.

"Brother Wang, use martial arts, use martial arts." Someone reminded Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's heart moved, that's right, why should I fight you to the death?

As soon as his punching method changed, his figure was as fast as lightning.

Tang Ming punched it away, blurred his eyes, and lost Wang Yong's figure.

Just as he was about to turn around, he was punched in the back.

Tang Ming endured the pain, and rushed forward a few steps to lose his strength.

There was another wind blowing in his ears, and he barely turned his head to avoid it.

There was a punch on the shoulder.

Tang Ming took advantage of the trend and fell towards the defensive cover of the ring.

With his back against the defensive cover, Tang Ming looked at Wang Yong.

Wang Yong has recovered his usual self-confidence, just looking at him leisurely.

He could see that Tang Ming was weak in martial arts.

That being the case, what strength is better than crushing with martial arts?
Tang Ming secretly scolded the person in the audience for being busy.

But he had no choice but to wait.