He was reluctant to step into the arena, but suddenly he hugged his stomach and said, "I have a stomachache. Can you go to the toilet first and let others go first?"

Originally, no one would agree to such a request.

But because Tang Bing's uncle was Tang Chu'an, everyone gave him face.

So this weird request was actually allowed.

Ling Xiao sneered, guessing that next time Tang Bing comes on stage, the puppet will be weaker.

It really is nepotism, it's amazing.

After a while, after probably two battles, Tang Bing finally came back.

Sure enough, as Ling Xiao expected, Tang Bing re-extracted the puppet this time.

It turned out to be a scarecrow.

Although this scarecrow is also a fifth-level puppet of the Divine Vein Realm.

But one thing is that I am very afraid of fire.

And it just so happens that Tang Bing is good at fire attacks.

"This guy is so lucky. He actually picked the crappiest scarecrow."

"Hey, who wants me to have a good uncle?"

"Shh, stop talking, be careful of being overheard."

In fact, everyone is understanding.

Tang Bing has long been spreading the word that he has a powerful uncle serving in the Zifu Army.

How could others not think of it?

Tang Bing finally stood on the arena.

Ling Xiao jokingly shouted: "You won't wet your pants this time, right?"

The crowd roared with laughter.

This made Tang Bing blush with embarrassment.
Chapter completed!