Tang Hao peeked at my diary and smashed the Spirit Hall

Chapter 88

However, just when everyone thought that Dinghai was bound to die, the water-blue Clear Sky Hammer suddenly stopped!
"You're lucky."

Tang Lang pretended to be relaxed and said something.

Immediately he quickly put away his Clear Sky Hammer.

But when he turned around, a stream of blood involuntarily flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He was obviously not injured during the battle, but in order to intercept his Clear Sky Hammer that pierced through the air, Tang Lang was directly injured from the shock.

Even Tang Lang himself didn't expect that his first injury was to save his opponent.

However, his behavior won the respect of everyone in the Black Cloud team.

Of course, even Flender couldn't help nodding and smiling off the court.

In addition to admiring Tang Lang's behavior, it was more affirmation of the [-] gold soul coins in the bet!
"Referee, did we win?"

Tang Lang wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said to the dumbfounded referee.

"Uh, you didn't kill them?"

The referee was a little unresponsive and asked a nonsense question.

"of course not."

"Oh, then I announce that the winner of this gambling team battle is the Shrek Academy team! Let us congratulate them!"

However, the cheers that greeted Tang Lang and the others were not so strong.

On the contrary, the gambling fight by Tang Lang and others not only caused most of the audience to lose money.

Moreover, the Heiyun team, who were the losers, all survived. How could this be a gamble?
Not exciting enough at all!

So no matter how exciting the game is, these spectators who like to gamble and fight will not buy it.

Fortunately, Tang Lang and the others didn't care about this, they just left quietly under Flender's leadership.

Ning Rongrong ran to Tang Lang's side quickly, and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on Tang Lang's mouth and hands one by one.

"Brother, you are hurt."

Looking at the blood on the handkerchief, Ning Rongrong felt sorry for Tang Lang.

But Tang Lang said with a smile:

"Hehe, what is this? The fact that I am in the sect, it is not common for me to be injured."

In order to comfort Ning Rongrong, Tang Lang turned into a white lie.

"Brother, do you think I'm too weak to help you?"

Just as Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who were supporting Dai Mubai over there, both turned their heads.

Ma Hongjun even said something faintly.

"Sister Rongrong, your level 31 spirit power is said to be weak, so Oscar and I don't have to live."

"Um, why did you take me with you..."

Oscar, who was lying on the gun, froze.

"Okay, it's not time for a review yet, we'll talk about it when we get back to the academy."

Flender directly interrupted the conversation of several people.

"Yes."

Everyone obeyed obediently.

"Tang Lang, take everyone to the door and wait for me. I have some other things to do."

"Okay, Dean."

Seeing Flender's pained face, Tang Lang knew that their dean should have lost a lot this time.

While waiting for Flender, Dai Mubai gradually came to his senses.

And the first time I asked everyone:
"We, have we won?"

"Of course, it's a good thing that Boss Tang is here, it's too strong."

"That's good."

Dai Mubai smiled hard.

In the team battle just now, he knew that he was not as powerful as Tang Lang.

But in order to preserve his dignity as a second-generation king, he fought Zhao Ye almost in exchange for injuries.

Then how did Zhao Ye know that Dai Mubai would be so desperate, even if Dai Mubai was the White Tiger Martial Spirit, he didn't take it seriously.

So the first time the two came into contact, they suffered a big loss.

What followed was naturally Dai Mubai's pursuit of victory, even though Dai Mubai also suffered serious injuries.

But compared with Zhao Ye, it was much lighter.

"Young Master Dai, you did a great job this time!"

Tang Lang came to Dai Mubai's side and gave him a thumbs up.

It has to be said that as a second generation king, Dai Mubai still has some strength.

"It's still far behind you."

Dai Mubai shook his head with a wry smile.

He was two years older than Tang Lang, but Tang Lang's strength was far beyond his own.

Just when Tang Lang was still thinking of comforting Dai Mubai, Dean Flender had already returned to their side with a dark face.

Tang Lang lowered his head quietly, he was afraid that he would not be able to control his smile.

Cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness. I want to talk about Flender.

"Let's go."

Flender said lightly.

That's right, he was unhappy because he lost five hundred gold soul coins.

And very unhappy!
That's a full five hundred gold soul coins, almost half a year's hard work for Flender to earn.

Tang Lang knew that Flender must not be messed with at this time, so he took Ning Rongrong's hand and quickly walked to the front of the team to lead the way.

And it's best for everyone not to offend Flender right now, and hurry back to the academy and go to bed!

Nothing will happen.

However, at such critical moments, there will always be one or two pig teammates.

Ma Hongjun, the disciple of Dean Flender, naturally saw his master's very ugly face.

Then he hurriedly ran to Flender's side, and asked with great concern:
"Master Dean, are you uncomfortable somewhere? We obviously won the game, why do you have such a bad face?"

I'm going to your sister!
Ma Hongjun!
Which pot does not open which pot you carry!

Tang Lang immediately scolded his mother in his heart.

And sure enough.

Just after Ma Hongjun finished caring about Flender.

Tang Lang could almost hear Flender gritting his teeth.

But it seems that he wants to continue to maintain his image in front of the students.

All I heard was that Flender suppressed his anger and said to the crowd:

"It's great to be able to win the game, and I see that you are all in good shape, so let's run back to the academy collectively."

"what?"

"No!"

"Let's start when you leave the city. If there are lazy and slippery people, ten times!"

Flender's complexion obviously improved a lot!

"Then the dean?"

Dai Mubai still has to be supported by Oscar to walk now, everyone is stupid.

"You? Well, I think Ma Hongjun is in the best condition, so let him carry you on his back, and try to see if the method of losing weight can suppress the evil fire in his body."

"okay."

Dai Mubai nodded repeatedly.

"Master Dean..."

Ma Hongjun was about to cry, what did he do wrong?
Tang Lang looked at the frowning Ma Hongjun, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Retribution!
He looked at Ning Rongrong who was also unhappy beside him.

Tang Lang whispered in her ear:

"I will carry you behind my back when no one is around for a while."

"Really?"

"of course."

"But that old man."

Ning Rongrong quietly pointed to Flender.

"Shh."

Tang Lang quickly stopped Ning Rongrong.

Soon, the five of them left the city under Flender's urging, and started running back to Shrek Academy.

The worst thing was naturally the fat man who had to carry Dai Mubai on his back.

Moreover, Tang Lang and Oscar would come over to mock him from time to time.

However, the fat Ma Hongjun didn't even have the strength to speak back. He was running alone with his back on his back, and now he had only one goal.

Return to Shrek Academy alive!
But just when everyone was about to arrive at Shrek Academy.

Dean Flender stopped suddenly.

"After following for so long, if you don't show up again, I will take the students back to the academy."

(End of this chapter)