Chapter 144

A game?

All of a sudden, people thought of the loquat face of Huanyao the day before yesterday, and all of them laughed.

For Huan Yao, this is definitely an indelible mark!

"Lin Feng!!" Huan Yao's eyes caught fire and clenched his teeth.

"Don't gamble." Lin Feng showed an indifferent expression. Then he turned around and ignored Huan Yao. If he yelled and provoked again, he would just lose face like a mad dog. Huan Yao gasped for breath, but there was no way to take Lin Feng.

In the face of everyone's pointing, Huan Yao only felt his face green.

Just about to leave, there was a voice behind him that made him crazy——

"By the way, don't forget that you still owe me 1 billion tianwu coins!"

"Boom ~ ~" illusory instant air explosion.

His teeth were "clucking", his body trembled violently, and all kinds of laughter seemed to come from his ears, which made his face hot. Looking back, Huan Yao stared at Lin Feng with great resentment and roared angrily: "Lin Feng, I will make you regret!"

……

"He has been irritated and irrational." Xiaojian shook his head.

"Such a mind is hard to become a great weapon. It wastes such proud talents." Fang Ning sighed softly and felt a little pity.

"Magic Yao completely fell into the trap." Xiaojian looked at Lin Feng and couldn't help smiling and thumbing up, "win three points before fighting. It's easy to calculate!"

Lin Feng smiled calmly.

I didn't mean to "calculate" fantasy.

It's strange that he is narrow-minded and his ideas are too extreme.

You can't live because you've done evil!

…

…

Soon, the blue Hunter appeared.

The trial officially begins!

"The first game, Han Ziling vs. Wu Jiong!" Lan Shou said calmly.

Wu Jiong is a thin man with bright eyes. He is obviously a Heavenly Master. Compared with Han Ziling's 11th place in the standings, Wu Jiong only ranked 27th, which was reluctantly squeezed into the list of trials.

"Come on, elder martial sister Lingzi." Lin Feng nodded with a smile.

Han Ziling showed a rare smile and did not say anything, but entered the virtual and real space.

Two in position, instantaneous——

"Wow!" the huge light screen flashed a white light and burst into light.

Han Ziling and Wu Jiong stood in the distance in the vast plain, and a thin halo like cicada wings appeared outside their bodies. Although Lin Feng has never entered the "virtual and real space", he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running. He often lives in the virtual and real world with his senior brothers and sisters, but he also knows.

In the aperture, there is an isolated space.

At this time, the two sides can't move, let alone see the existence of each other.

Only——

"When!" sounded like a clear bell.

The aperture disappeared in an instant. In an instant, Han Ziling and the noonday bell moved!

Obviously, they are familiar with the battle of "virtual and real space"

The battle will soon be over.

Han Ziling won easily with an absolute advantage. In this real battle, the cold door rarely appears. You can't use the power of the heavenly spirit Master. The strength of the intermediate Emperor Wu of Wuji is as different as Han Ziling.

"That's awesome, elder martial sister." Lin Feng thumbed up, really from the bottom of his heart.

Although it was only a short moment, Han Ziling's last shot to kill Wu Jiong completely explained the third realm of marksmanship.

Han Ziling, the top five of the 12 high-level emperors, is by no means a false name!

"You also want to win." Han Ziling's eyes are bright.

"That's nature." Lin Fenghui smiled with confidence in his expression.

…

After this dull and wonderful first battle, the trial is the beginning of the storm.

All the people are full of eyes. Looking at the battle between these strong men, most martial artists can benefit from it and learn something.

Normally, how can there be such a chance?

World War II, World War III, World War IV

Soon, ten of the sixteen battles were decided.

"Senior Emperor Wu is very dominant." Lin Feng said.

In these ten battles, all the high-level Emperor Wu participated in were won cleanly and neatly.

The gap at the first level is very large.

The strength is doubled and the speed is doubled!

Even if the body method level of intermediate Emperor Wu is one level higher than that, it can't take half an advantage.

"It's natural. The first choice in the trial is the high-level Emperor Wu." Fang Ning said calmly: "entering the 'ancient ruins', the survival rate of the high-level Emperor Wu is much higher than that of the middle-level Emperor Wu."

"Hmm?" Lin Feng looked at Fang Ning with a little curiosity.

Obviously, he knows a lot about "ancient relics".

Fang Ning smiled, "the stronger the strength, the greater the harvest, and the less dangerous it will be. You and Xiaojian don't need to be in a hurry for a while, and wait a month or so."

"I didn't plan to go this month." Xiaojian shrugged and said, "besides... There are free pathfinders. It's no use in vain. It's not too late to go when you come back from the 'ancient ruins', share your experience and study it well."

Fang Ning smiled. "It's really easy to calculate."

Looking at the two people teasing each other, Lin Feng couldn't help laughing.

It's not too late to decide whether to go or not.

As for the trials

Nature wants to win!

"The twelfth scene, Lin Feng's voice sounded coldly.

A bright light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

Finally, it's your turn!

"Don't lose." Xiaojian smiled.

"Come on." Fang Ning held out his hand.

"Don't worry." Lin Feng's right fist stretched out and his three fists touched lightly.

Turning around, Lin Feng stepped into the virtual and real space and looked around. Wang Chong, Lala and Zhao xiaorou... All the friends he knew in the training base were cheering for himself. Lin Feng felt warm in his heart.

In contrast, Huan Yao seems to be "unpopular", and there is not even one to cheer him up.

Indeed, how can we make friends with such narrow-minded, low self-esteem and self pity?

……

Entering the virtual and real space, the two people face each other with four eyes.

Looking at the light of resentment flashing in Huan Yao's eyes, Lin Feng couldn't help sighing.

Just as Fang Ning said - such a mind can't be a big thing!

"The strong can control the character, while the weak are controlled by the character." looking at Huan Yao, Lin Feng has sympathy. Obviously, Huan Yao is the latter.

Soul variation, incomparable qualification against the sky!

In tianwu mainland, it is rare to see in a hundred years, but

"Wow!" a white light flashed.

Lin Feng felt as like as two peas of energy, wrapped in a strange energy, and a sudden sensation of dizziness, just like the thirty-three heavens. When I came back, I... Seemed to have entered a 'strange' body.

You can't feel yuan fire or magic armor, only your own existence!

But

Holding the ice soul Teng dragon gun in his hand, the cold touch went straight to his heart, and Lin Feng couldn't help smiling calmly.

It's enough!

In front of me, a faint white light wrapped me, as thin as a cicada's wing, as if I were in a mysterious independent space. Slightly closed his eyes, Lin Feng suddenly felt the existence of the light ball, and the soul force slowly spread out for a moment——

"Hmm?" Lin Feng's eyes were bright.

…

"Don't lose, Huan Yao. I've pressed 80 million tianwu coins!"

"Don't worry, this is a win. No matter how good Lin Feng's talent is, he can compare with Huan Yao?"

"That's right. Who will compete when the magic eye comes out? The overlord sword 'Lei Jiang' couldn't hold on for ten seconds that day. Lin Feng? What's a junior emperor!"

……

You and I are obviously more optimistic about Huan Yao.

Indeed, in terms of actual combat heroes, although Lin Feng ranks second in the championship, people don't know his strength.

But Huan Yao, however, defeated three senior emperors in a row in just one day!

See you!

"Hum, younger martial brother will win!" Lala whispered with disdain.

"That's natural. I'm all rich. Younger martial brother Lin Feng won!" Wang Chong patted his chest.

"He will win." Han Ziling nodded gently.

And now——

In the noisy discussion, Lin Feng and Huan Yao are ready.

The battle will begin soon!

Who will win?

…

"When!" the clear bell rang.

Lin Feng's eyes are bright. The light circle as thin as cicada's wings has not completely disappeared. His body has rushed out like a cheetah and rushed straight to magic Yao!

Very fast!

"My God!"

"What's going on?!"

Outside the virtual and real space, everyone was stunned.

You know, when the aperture hasn't disappeared, it's like being in two isolated spaces. The warfighter can't feel the existence of the other party at all.

But Lin Feng, as if unpredicted, galloped to fantasy Yao!

Is this a coincidence?

Of course not!

There are so many coincidences in the world

Although Lin Feng can't feel the breath of magic Yao, he clearly knows his location. The crisp bell still echoes in my mind, but Lin Feng has stepped out quickly, and the ice soul Teng dragon gun is sparkling and domineering!

It's better to start first!

At this time——

"Wow!" the eyes were bright.

Almost at the same time, Lin Feng and Huan Yao clearly saw each other.

It's only less than 100 meters away!

"What's the matter?!" Huan Yao's look suddenly changed, and he didn't react at all. There was a light in front of him.

"No!!" Huan Yao roared madly.

In an instant——

The double pupil blooms seven colored lights, constantly changing!

Magic eye, magic eye!

In front of Lin Feng's eyes, there seemed to be a hazy illusion. The rotating space hit, with amazing absorption power, involving his own body.

A burning light shot straight into his mind. Lin Feng only felt a shock when he stopped for a while. At this time, the bright ball of light in my mind shines like a small sun. All the soul power around me is absorbed, and all the "foreign things" are cleared away in an instant.

"Roll!" Lin Feng's eyes are bright!

On soul power, how can you be worse than fantasy?

"No, it's impossible..." Huan Yao looked shocked.

This was the first time that he encountered the failure of magic eye, which was like hitting a wall.

This is the time——

Lin Feng's gun, here it is.

The ice soul leaps into the Dragon gun, and the fighting spirit is bright. It seems that it is incarnated as a "golden winged crown Eagle". The golden giant wings dive down quickly with a loud cry!

"Peng ~ ~" vibrates violently.

The terrible power makes the whole virtual and real space vibrate violently.

Huan Yao, tragic death!

(the third watch ~ ~ have a cup of coffee, have some supper, continue the fourth watch, fight!)

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