Chapter 190

190. Chapter 188: Coming Out to Mingle, You Need a Background

"No way... is this a fixed match?"

Semifinals, Tiandou Royal Academy versus Xingluo Royal Academy.

Originally, everyone was looking forward to this match. After all, the royal representative teams of the two great empires rarely face each other directly, and the people in these two teams are very special.

On the Imperial Fighting Team side, there is Yu Tianheng, the future young sect master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; Ning Rongrong, the young sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; and Dugu Yan, the granddaughter of Dugu Bo, along with the little girl from the Nine Heart Begonia family, the continent's number one healing-type.

Having such a lineup fighting together can only be described as rare.

Of course, what caught everyone's attention the most was the Third Prince of Star Luo, Dai Mubai.

As a Star Luo prince, he actually fought in this tournament as part of the Tiandou Empire. This made everyone wonder if this Third Prince was trying to use the power of the Tiandou Empire to compete for the throne.

Coupled with these extraordinary team members in the Imperial Fighting Team, everyone was very much looking forward to how this match would develop.

However, after the match started, the development of the battle left all the spectators on the scene completely bewildered.

First, Dai Mubai was instantly killed by Dai Weisi, then Dai Weisi was thrown off the arena by Tang San with a Blue Silver Entanglement, and immediately after, Tang San used his third spirit skill, Blue Silver Thorns Array, to instantly kill the remaining members of the Xingluo Royal Academy! "This is too fake..."

In the spectator stands, many spectators couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Among the Imperial Fighting Team, what is the identity of this unremarkable member with no background? How could he make the entire Xingluo team cooperate in a fixed match? Isn't this going too far?

You can fix a match, but don't make it so fake! A control-system Spirit Elder uses his first spirit skill to throw a power-attack-system Spirit Ancestor off the arena.

And then another third spirit skill to instantly kill all the remaining Spirit Ancestors?

Dare to be even more exaggerated? The power of that broken Blue Silver Thorns Array, I'm afraid even a power-attack-system Spirit Elder of the same level couldn't achieve an instant kill effect, and you just cleared the field?

"Exaggerated."

Looking at the Xingluo team members lying under the arena pretending to be dead, Ning Fengzhi's expression couldn't hold up anymore.

Although they had already discussed with Star Luo before the start of the tournament that this match needed to give Tang San a chance to perform, and hoped that the Star Luo team members could cooperate.

But, damn it, this acting is too fake!!

"Captain, did we overact?"

Below the arena, the Xingluo Royal Academy members led by Dai Weisi still didn't move.

"His father is Tang Hao," Dai Weisi said with his eyes closed, in a low voice.

"He even dares to kill the Pope; do you think he dares to kill us?"

"But this acting is too fake..." a team member said strangely.

"Then how else should we act? Do you want me to go and trade a few moves with him?" Dai Weisi said.

"Not to mention his fourth spirit skill, even if I rushed up with a third spirit skill, he might not be able to withstand it. If I accidentally knock him off the stage or hurt him, causing Tang Hao to harbor resentment and affect the relationship between Star Luo and the Clear Sky Sect, would I still be alive?"

"But at least we should pretend, being instantly killed like this..."

"Can't pretend. Whoever wants to pretend can pretend; I'm just fixing the match."

Taking out Dai Mubai was a struggle between princes; his goal for this match had already been achieved. But if he really acted out a match with Tang San, he would become a joke!

By acting this fake, he could at least save some face.

If he really let everyone think he couldn't even beat a Spirit Elder, he would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life!...

Since the Xingluo team members had all been knocked off the stage, even if the referee couldn't stand it, he had to announce the match result according to the rules.

The Imperial Fighting Team wins! Nan Feng was not surprised by the development of this match. He had been in contact with that guy Dai Weisi for a few years in the past. Facing a life-and-death threat, Dai Weisi could indeed put down his dignity, but for this kind of non-fatal but embarrassing matter, he would give up quite decisively.

"What's the use of being able to fight? Coming out to mingle, you need not only strength but also a background..." Nan Feng said inexplicably.

"Do you mean that background is more critical than strength?" Qian Renxue, who was on the side, was somewhat unconvinced.

"Isn't it?" Nan Feng said.

"If it were you on stage today, believe me, even if you were only a level 20 Great Spirit Master, the opponent would erupt with Oscar-level acting skills, making you win as a matter of course." The Clear Sky Sect has already run outside Wuhun City; what does that mean? What else could it mean? If Dai Weisi had really been tough today and knocked Tang San off the stage, Tang Hao's hammer would have landed on his head tonight.

"You..."

"Stop, I don't want to argue with you," Nan Feng interrupted.

"If you think I'm wrong, then I'm wrong."

"There isn't much time left; I don't want to quarrel. Goodbye."

Waving his hand, Nan Feng turned and left.

At night, outside Wuhun City.

After the match ended, Tang San left.

Facing such a result, Tang San's mood was extremely complicated.

For some reason, he couldn't be happy at all.

Today, he was just like those so-called inner disciples of the Tang Sect in the past, relying on his identity to get things he shouldn't have gotten.

If it weren't for the fact that he was Tang Hao's son and a member of the Clear Sky Sect, what would today's match have been like? Whether in his past life or this one, everything he obtained was fought for by himself, even if by unscrupulous means.

But what he got today was not his.

Winning this match, what he felt from everyone's eyes was the same as when he watched those inner disciples in the Tang Sect.

What was so strong about them? Wasn't it just relying on their identity?

"Xiao San, tomorrow is the finals. Are you ready?"

A large hand slapped Tang San on the shoulder, interrupting his thoughts.

"I..." Tang San shook his head.

"No."

The people from the Xingluo Royal Academy would fix the match with him because of the Clear Sky Sect, but the people from the Spirit Hall wouldn't.

"Don't be nervous; the outcome of this match is not important," Tang Hao said.

"You just need to let everyone see you, that's enough."

"Take out the Clear Sky Hammer and let everyone see who you are!"

"Is it a member of the Clear Sky Sect?" Tang San's tone was inexplicable. He couldn't feel proud of being a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, nor could he feel proud of being the son of the Clear Sky Douluo.

A sect that couldn't protect its own clansmen, a husband who couldn't protect his own wife.

Pride?

He couldn't feel proud.

"Xiao San, what's wrong with you?" Tang Hao asked, puzzled.

"Father, do you... still remember Mother?" Tang San asked.

Tang Hao was stunned. "Why would you suddenly ask this?"

"I want to know," Tang San said.

"The truth about back then."

"I want you to tell me the truth yourself, not Sect Master Ning, not old Titan, and not what I've heard from others."

"Did you... really scheme against Mother?"

"..." (End of chapter)