However, before they could ask, Chen Bin on the opposite side had already spoken: "You think clearly!"

A word is like thunder.

Tang Fan's eyes were cold and cold, and they shot at Chen Bin like a knife.

Chen Bin raised his head slowly, still in the victor's posture, with a little condescending disdain, looking back at Tang Fan.

Qin Qianlu had been standing behind Tang Fan, but he didn't say a word.

Since it has been handed over to Chen Bin, then he will never interfere!

...

The two of them confronted each other like this.

Tang Fan did not open the medicine bottle, and Chen Bin did not click the cancel pause button.

The Nine-Tailed Fox team actually knows a little more than the players in the Berserkers, so they know very well what Tang Fan is doing now and what is in the little medicine bottle.

"By the way, Tang Fan seems to be very hesitant... But is there no problem taking medicine on the spot like this?" Yongye said in a low voice.

"As long as it is not a stimulant, there will definitely be no problem," Yong Qilin gave him a blank look. "If a player has a heart attack on the field, can he not let him take a heart-saving pill?"

"Well, it makes sense!" Yongye nodded.

The medicines Tang Fan took were only drugs that control wrist injuries, activate meridians, and have certain pain relief effects, not stimulants.

So, if he wants to eat, even the referee has no reason to stop it.

But Tang Fan did not move...

Chen Bin's words were considered clearly, but he did not mean that he would consider whether to take medicine or not!

Instead, let him consider everything he has done in the past two years and his future life...

A thunderclap.

Revelation!

Chen Bin clicked the pause, which gave him time to think.

Can he win this game? Can he really release the Slash of Destruction?

Tang Fan's eyes gradually sank.

Faced with the undoubtedly number one god of the sword battle, he really needs this time to think...

Drugs are actually useless for winning or losing!

So why eat it?

From the beginning, he was just using a false goal to deceive himself!

Tang Fan closed his eyes gently.

Then, he opened his eyes and quietly looked at the contestant seat under the main stage.

The girl in white clothes, like a fairy...

So what if he wins the main god, so what if he stands at the top of the sword war profession, what she wants to hold is not his hand!

Chen Bin smiled, stood up, and left the stage directly.

The audience was inexplicably watching - the game was still ten seconds left!!

However, Tang Fan immediately stood up, and he picked up the medicine bottle and put it back in his bag.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Tang Fan turned his head and said to Qin Qianlu.

"I have never been worried." Qin Qianlu answered quietly with a gentle voice as gentle as jade.

Then, Tang Fan smiled.

On the field where Chen Bin had already left, he left a sentence...

"I lost."

After two seconds, Tang Fan, who had been dazzling with quick operations throughout the whole game, could only follow three more words very slowly.

"sorry!"

The audience was silent and quiet!

I lost, it is easy to understand, which means that the game is over and he admits defeat.

But, sorry?

Who are Tang Fan saying sorry to...

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Chapter completed!