Tang San didn't win the game in the end, but the talent he showed was still moving. With his own strength, he defeated more than 30 contestants in a row.

If it weren't for a siege, with his dominant combat power, he would be eligible for a hundred-year spirit ring, but Tang San was not worried about it. Even if the game lost, he believed that he had shown enough. A moving talent.

Especially over the years, he has also learned about the power of twin spirits. Although twin spirits are not as rare as they used to be, there are other training systems that can supplement the strength of players of the same level and weaken the strength of twin spirits. Advantage, but the twin martial souls are still undoubtedly one of the strongest talents in the soul master world.

And because the twin spirits were not as buggy as they used to be, Tang San didn't need to hide his two spirits. Not to mention his powerful fighting ability, just the talent of this body was enough to allow him to get a considerable resource tilt.

The fact is also true. The talent he showed finally impressed the coaches and the top of the team, making them decide to risk the team's attention by the police and continue to train him.

Just like in the heart of a gambler, he had already placed a bet on Tang San. He didn’t want to lose his blood, so he had to raise money on him again and again. Therefore, without the knowledge of the Tangshan trio, his first spirit ring had been replaced with the top-level customized century-old soul. ring.

Cheng Ying, who was paying attention to the news, slapped her lips: "Sure enough, the protagonist's halo has really benefited Tang Sansai at this moment. It seems that the protagonist's halo's effect was triggered by the one that I used before. The previous guess is okay. The protagonist's halo has to be slapped by someone or involved in an incident before it can work. Hey! Tang San is cheap!"

The Bingdi on the side didn’t care about this. It turns out that what she loves to do is much more interesting than Tang San. At this time, she still holds the world’s number one trophy in her hand, except that the drink inside is changed to milk. The liquid smelled strange, and Bingdi stared at the soy juice in the cup, seriously considering whether he could get the trophy.

Cheng Ying twitched at the corner of her mouth, even he was reluctant to try this level of dark cuisine.

The Bingdi stared for a long time, and finally made up his mind to pour out all the big cup of soy juice: "Next time you won't choose this strange drink again. If you don't think about it, just kill Tang San. It's a bit of a death to let him grow up like this."

"In fact, it's not counted as death. Anyway, we have the ability to evaporate the entire Douluo star. We can't open the machine to cast the spirit, and then turn on the atomic control to reload the map. Anyway, the Douluo star is almost backed up on my moon brain. All the information can reshape everyone, every plant, and every grain of sand. It just takes some time.

Even if Tang San had received some of the benefits of the protagonist's halo, for us, he still belonged to the level of rolling in the mud, following the current trend of no major events happening. He wants to cultivate to the level of the main god. It hasn't happened in one hundred and eighty years. Let alone one hundred and eighty years later, we may even be able to evaporate the solar system in one breath. Even now, squeeze the main **** and play Same. "

"Hmm...that's what I said, even if all the adventures on the mainland happen to him alone, it seems that there is no way for him to grow to a level that threatens us." The Bingdi nodded and re-randomized the trophies. Had a drink that looked like Coke.

Bingdi was lying in front of the trophy, staring at the red liquid in it with vigilance. He stretched out his small tongue and licked it. An unspeakable smell came from the tip of his tongue. The Bingdi rolled his eyes and fell down with a bang. Below the coffee table.

Chengying took a curious sip, and her expression became very exciting in an instant: "Bah, baah! Go crazy! Which abnormality added the cherry-flavored Coca-Cola?"

"I'm so angry! Why are the drinks that came randomly today are so curious!" Bingdi got up from the coffee table and poured all the Coke in the cup without hesitation.

"That's not bad. If it's in Hogwarts, you might get the smell of booger or smelly socks..." Chengying took a sip of water and suppressed the strange smell: " In fact, letting Tang San grow up has another consideration. After all, I can’t read every book, and I can’t recognize all the protagonists we meet. It’s always necessary to accumulate some experience, just in case you encounter it in the future. The guy with the protagonist's halo won't overturn the car when he doesn't know him."

"Then why are you not afraid that Oscar will grow up?" Bingdi was also gargle.

"Even if Oscar has the protagonist's halo, the effect is too weak, at least I don't think the serious protagonist will lick the dog for the wealthy daughter, or why do we have to open him up."

Bingdi imagined the scene of Chengying's imagined protagonist meeting Ning Rongrong in her mind, and then a brainwashed scene lingered in her mind.

Ning Rongrong: "Yo-yo-yo! Isn't this an Oscar? I haven't seen you in a few days~lightnovelpub.net~ so rubbish?"

Oscar: "Ghost!"

Oscar started dancing...

...

"I always think you are thinking about something weird." Looking at the expression of Bingdi, Cheng Ying felt that she hadn't thought of something good: "Speaking of opening the Oscar, Thrillerland should also prepare for the closed beta. After all, it is the first in the entire continent. An immersive virtual reality game cannot be released silently."

"So? Do you want to advertise?"

"Of course, we have to do it. The advertising company is owned by our own. We don't need it for nothing. Anyway, we don't need to rely on this to make money. The money is printed by ourselves. What is the use of asking for money?" Cheng Ying was in Tulip back then. At the time, you can write a piece of paper and stamp it with your own seal to use it as money, and write as much as you want.

This is beyond the realm of money to a certain extent and it is just a string of numbers. For the head of the largest political entity within a few hundred light-years away, money is not a number for Chengying.

"Wait, I will prepare the promotional materials, let's record a live game, I think about how to write the promotional slogan, free games, absolutely no gold, it feels not domineering enough!"

Ice Emperor: "Don't! This is too much. You don't charge money for the game, and you don't charge money, so you can sell the game pods when you co-author! How do you let Douluo other game companies live? It's not you, so you don't charge money. If you do, you will lose money to bankruptcy! Leave a way for others to survive!"

"That's right, this game is not only released on the Douluo Continent, but Tulip will also be sold internally. It won't be good if it hits its own game company. Then just collect some money symbolically." Chengying said casually. Words that can make other game companies show their sorrow.

[To be continued]

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