"Han Lang, attack that hero!" Chen Ruotong's voice suddenly came seriously.

When Han Lang looked at the hero he was talking about, he found that the man seemed to be stimulated, and his whole body looked a little confused...

The water was covered with his feet, but it did not prevent Han Lang from coming to the man, allowing the underwater dragon tartar to float up, and the broken dragon tartars were arranged in front of him, none of which were more than ten meters apart.

Han Lang was agile and stepped on these floating dragon tartars continuously, crossing the ladder he had lined up to kill the hero.

Morente and the other two were worried that they wanted to go to rescue, but they were immediately entangled by the white fox, which wasted the best time.

"Get down!"

Han Lang punched violently, and the dragon whistled through the air, sending the hero to the edge of the barrier.

When the assistant referees saw that this soul power was likely to kill the hero directly, they took a quick action to rescue him.

In this way, the Moentet team was defeated by another person, and everyone in the Yanguo rest area finally felt a little relaxed on their faces.

"How could this happen...How could this happen!" Prince Banbo had a bad temper. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, he even lifted the fruit plate in front of him.

Teacher Kangdi, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly and said in a calm tone: "This is a public place. It is better for Prince Banbo to be more restrained. I think you should learn more about your opponent before you are competitive. The person who throws you into the water is indeed very strong."

"Ah? Brother, you were really thrown into the river. I thought it was the boring reporters talking nonsense!" The girl glared at her eyes and exclaimed with a little exclamation.

Prince Banbo's face looked even more ugly, and he glared at his sister who was too loud.

"Prince, we lost." Prince Banbo's servant whispered.

Prince Banbo's mouth twitched. This Deadpool really doesn't open to any pot. Will you die if you mention this later?

"Your Highness, our account has just been deducted by 100 million. Please don't be so willful again in the future. Even if you like gambling games, you can spend millions or 120 million, how could you make a bet of 100 million?" The financial manager next to him said with a little displeasure on his face.

It was only then that the royal family's finance department learned that Prince Banbo is betting 100 million. Is 100 million a small amount? Of course not. Even if the trend of gambling games is in erosion, he cannot afford such a large amount of funds!

"Shut up, shut up, are you upset! Then who, how can you teach these team members? Why even the Yan Country team loses? Where is our Moluntai face?" Prince Banbo immediately pointed his finger at the mentor.

Morente's mentor knew that the prince had a bad temper and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Nowadays, it is not a monarchy. The retention of the royal family is just a symbol. If you want to be a royal nerve, no one will say anything about you. Whoever loves to flatter you will flatter you.

Prince Banbo was even more angry when he saw his mentor ignoring him like this, but he couldn't find anything to vent his anger.

"What a spoiled child." Teacher Conti shook his head and sighed.

Victory will arrive soon. Who can withstand Han Lang's attack? Even if their core is the healing Peris, it will be useless. Without strong teammates, the healing hero is powerless to turn the world back!

"Feng Country Team, win!"

The referee read out and a shocking cry suddenly surged on the No. 7 observation deck.

All of this No. 7 observation deck are from Yan, and many of them flew to Rubis to help Yan. Such a series of victories mean that Yan's team is very likely to achieve an excellent result this time!

"Hahaha, good." The white fox walked to Han Lang and patted Han Lang on the shoulder heavily: "Look, the money will be paid within one minute, you are rich!" The white fox took out the information on his mobile phone and handed it to Han Lang to see.

"500 million?" Han Lang had not come back to his senses for a moment.

"Of course, our Yan Country has high odds. Everyone thought Morent would win. You don't know. When the catastrophe water roar appeared, everyone who put the Morente bet cheered, but you were so strong that you lost all of them. The people who put the bet on our own country were moved and almost crying. They lined up to recognize you as their father!" said the white fox with a big laugh.

There are all kinds of people in this world, among which, there are those who spend four years analyzing the soul power forms of various countries, exploring the information of government members, and then analyzing the outcome to earn gambling funds, and even squandering their years of savings. Many people suppress all their funds and even take debts...

So the outcome of a game is no longer purely to inspire national morale!

Take Han Lang himself as an example. The 200 million yuan increase, which doubled Han Lang more than doubled. After deducting many serious taxes, it also turned into more than 500 million yuan, making a fortune directly!

Seeing such a large sum of money, Han Lang naturally became much more pleasant.

"After today, we should be valued by many countries." Zheng Zhongcheng said with a serious face.

If the game is won, this guy may not have a smile. He is really a weird person. It seems that there is nothing in this world that can satisfy him.

"Our next opponent has not qualified yet, let's have a good rest." Zheng Zhongcheng said.

"So are there any other rewards for the individual who wins?" Han Lang remembered something and couldn't help asking.

"The first place has some clues and will receive a divine seal praise. The ceremony will be held by the Parthenon in person, on the sacred mountain of Athens." Zheng Zhongcheng said.

"What, are I talking about it?" Han Lang soon discovered that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, and couldn't help but ask back.

"The God Seal Praise is something that you can't buy with money!" The expression on the white fox's face was quite exaggerated: "The God Seal Praise is a magical skill. Those who receive the praise will be able to obtain an eternal increase in strength."

"What does it mean?" Han Lang still didn't quite understand.

"You should know that all our heroes start with awakening. Except for some natural talents, the power of the soul power skills are the same. The power of all our heroes is initially awakened, so it can be regarded as 1 as the basis for power. In addition, each of us is initially a mortal system, and the enhancement range of mortals is 1, so the power of the final skill is only related to the skill level..."

"I know this." Han Lang said.

"The God Seal Praise also increases the power of the hero, but it does not depend on the hero like other methods, similar to weapons, but directly increases the power of the hero itself, that is, to turn the hero's power base 1 into 15." Lightning continued.
Chapter completed!