Chapter 434

At noon the next day.

There is still one day before the "elite competition" opens.

"Elder brother Lin hasn't come out yet. It's almost time." Xiao Lu said anxiously.

"It's all right. There's another hour." Pei Qing smiled.

"What a madman! It's so crazy to practice guns." Pei Hong pie glanced at another training room and said, "I thought the little guy of 'Lei Dao' was so addicted to martial arts. I didn't expect that Lin Feng was the same. It's really a match between the big and the small."

Pei Qing covered his mouth and smiled. "Younger martial brother Lei is making rapid progress. The master said that younger martial brother Lei will surpass your sister in another year."

"Really?" Xiao Lu stared. "Younger martial brother Lei is one year younger than me. She is only 13 years old this year. Elder martial sister Hong is 19 years old."

"Hum, I don't believe it!" Pei Hong, with her hands around Xiao, blushed.

"The best talent here is younger martial brother Lei." Pei Qingying said approvingly, "Master said that younger martial brother Lei has both talent and diligence. He can impact the star master level in the future! At that time, the rise of caifei sect will depend on him."

"Isn't brother Lin Feng gifted?" Xiao Lu opened her eyes and said curiously, "he can defeat elder martial sister Hong."

"Xiao Lu!" Pei Hong said angrily.

"Isn't it?" Xiao Lu smiled.

Pei Hong was speechless. Anyway, it was an indisputable fact that she was defeated by Lin Feng that day. Pei Hongxiu snorted, "I will win again! He is one year older than me, and his strength is a little stronger than me. It's normal."

Pei Qing covered her mouth and smiled. Her sister is so strong, but nothing else.

"Shifu said that the stronger the talent, the faster the cultivation speed. Generally, the potential of martial arts will be shown before the age of 18." Pei Qing smiled. "Brother Lin Feng is really better than his sister, but... In terms of talent, brother Lin Feng may only be a 'superior' in Lvyan City, and he is between Bozhong and his sister."

Pei Hong hummed a few times and was slightly satisfied.

"However, those who can participate in the 'elite martial arts competition' are all the most outstanding disciples of various sects. I'm afraid the qualification of the 'middle superior' is only the most common." Pei Qing said with a smile, "like my sister, I was defeated in the first war last year and the year before last."

Pei Hong blushed like a frustrated ball.

She bit her lips, but there was no way to defend. After all, it was true, so this time she gave up her place to younger martial brother Wen.

But I didn't expect

Such an accident will happen.

"What level does younger martial brother Lei belong to?" Xiao Lu said curiously.

Pei Qing's clear eyes are bright and full of envy. "In the green smoke City, it belongs to the top class."

"Wow!" Xiao Lu immediately covered her mouth and shouted.

"Younger martial brother Lei's qualification is really enviable." Pei Hong's eyes showed a touch of color, and slowly said, "it's the best among the Terrans in the whole fighting spirit world. According to the master's words, younger martial brother Lei's Ares qualification is' third-class and low-level ', barely called' first-class qualification ', and has the potential to impact the' star master level '."

"Third class junior?" Xiao Lu was lightly surprised and just wanted to ask.

Suddenly——

There was a burst of noise in my ear, which suddenly interrupted my voice.

The three women looked at the source of the sound with surprised eyes, but it was Lin Feng's "martial arts hall.".

Looking at each other, I didn't know what was going on, but suddenly there was a sound of opening the door. The heavy metal iron door was pushed open, and Lin Feng walked out slowly with a faint smile. Looking at the surprised look of the three women, Lin Feng smiled, "I've been waiting for a long time."

After continuous cultivation for one day and one night, I finally made a breakthrough.

Although there is still a great distance from "perfection", it has made great progress compared with the confusion before.

It's like finding the right direction in a foggy area.

The right way!

…

…

Kowloon arena.

The overcrowded bottom floor is crowded.

All contestants in the elite competition must complete the final "identity verification" process before applying for time today.

"Fortunately, brother Lin Feng, you were in time yesterday." Pei Qing said with a smile, "if you want to compete today, you won't have a chance." Lin Feng nodded with a smile.

Indeed, I was lucky to catch the last bus.

"Right ahead." Pei Hong is familiar with the way. After all, she has twice participated in the competition.

"Should you pay attention to anything?" Lin Feng asked.

It's my first time to participate in such a large-scale event.

688 sectarian forces, 1600 contestants, and every martial artist is the elite of each major sect.

Indeed, I feel excitement and excitement when I think about it.

"Nothing, just a simple procedure, in order to prevent impostor." Peihong said, blushing.

"Then we don't need to worry, elder martial sister." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Ho!" Pei Hong spat softly.

Pei Qing and Xiao Lu all covered their mouths and smiled.

Lin Feng made a faint stroke at the corner of his mouth. He has no door or school in the fighting spirit world. Naturally, there will be no flaws in the substitution of identity.

"Lin Wen..." Lin fengruran nodded, whispered a few words, and remembered his' new 'name. It's not hard to remember. It's only one word from your original name, and the sound is still very close. If you don't listen carefully, it's almost no difference.

Just reading the way, Lin Feng was stunned.

Lin Feng's eyes brightened instantly when he looked over the dense crowd.

It was a young man with double swords on his back. He was about the same size as himself. The whole person transmitted a sharp sword spirit, and the breath was extremely amazing.

As if he felt Lin Feng's eyes, the young man suddenly turned around and looked at him with blue eyes, which was aggressive.

Very strong!

Lin Feng's eyebrows flashed a little dignified.

The blue eyed young man gave himself a very "dangerous" feeling, like a fierce tiger ready to attack, hiding all his evil intentions.

"I underestimated the 'elite competition meeting'." Lin Feng said secretly in his heart.

I can't be careless. Although my strength is good, this is not tianwu mainland, but fighting spirit world!

Crouching tiger, hidden dragon, there are so many talents!

In front of us, there is one!

"Brother Lin Feng, why don't you go?" Xiao Lu shouted back.

"Well, here we are." Lin Feng took back his eyes and breathed out a long breath.

"I don't know how many talented people like him will be met in this' elite martial arts competition conference '?" Lin Feng's eyes are sparkling and his chest fluctuates slightly, but he is not nervous and afraid, but a kind of expectation, and a burst of pleasure of being matched.

The war is fierce!

"Maybe... It will be very interesting." Lin Feng smiled slightly.

…

"What's the matter, senior brother?" a charming Mei lovely girl with short hair asked beside the blue pupil youth. The neat bangs held the peach shaped face out perfectly. Around, many young people secretly peep at it, just like a beautiful flower, which is unique in this grassland.

Looking along the eyes of the blue pupil youth, the short haired girl saw a crowd surging, and Xiumei couldn't help but doubt it gently.

The blue pupil youth smiled, shook his head and said, "it's all right."

The short haired girl took the blue pupil young man's hand and didn't ask much questions. She said happily, "come on, senior brother, we have to sign up quickly. Don't be too late."

The blue pupil youth was pulled forward, showing a helpless smile.

He really has nothing to do with his younger martial sister.

"Elder martial brother, do you think we can win the first and second place?"

"Maybe."

…

…

Authentication is not cumbersome.

The whole process is calm.

Pei Qing and Xiao Lu are always nervous nearby. Pei Hong is a little wet on his back. Only Lin Feng doesn't have any emotional fluctuations, as if nothing happened. With Pei Hong's submission of the "Lin Wen" information, after verification.

Lin Feng pressed his palm print and integrated a trace of breath into his own "identity card".

The whole "authentication" is done.

"Hoo ~ ~" Xiao Lu breathed out, "I'm scared to death."

Pei Qing smiled and pressed on his Xiong mouth, "my heart is still 'fluttering' straight now."

"Finally passed the most troublesome level." Pei Hong also took a long sigh of relief and looked at the calm Lin Feng. "Aren't you nervous?"

"What are you nervous about?" Lin Feng was surprised.

"You!!" Pei Hong almost didn't spit blood.

Lin Feng smiled calmly, his eyes were bright and bright, and looked ahead. "It's so lively over there. Let's go and have a look."

After talking, Pei Hong didn't have any reaction, so she stepped away in a moment.

Pei Hong's teeth itched with anger.

…

"Brother Lin Feng, this is the gambling office." Pei Qing smiled and stood beside Lin Feng and said.

"Oh?" Lin Feng's eyes burned, but he heard Yinger mention it in the reflection building. In the "elite martial arts competition", in addition to the exciting martial arts competition, the most lively is "gambling". Here, countless martial artists get rid of poverty and get rich overnight, and countless martial artists lose all their money.

Very exciting!

For many martial artists who dance on the blade, what they pursue is this exciting feeling.

Not even life, not to mention things outside the body?

"Well, brother Lin Feng, that's the odds of every game." Pei Qing pointed.

Looking in the direction of Pei Qing's fingers, Lin Feng soon saw huge light screens, more than 100 pieces. In the light screen, the battle table of the first round has been fully announced, including the information of both sides, and the past achievements are clearly displayed.

Under the names of both sides, the two red numbers are constantly changing.

"That's the odds, brother Lin Feng." Pei Qing softly explained, "as the amount of bets changes, the odds will also change."

Lin Feng answered softly. The odds ratio at the top of the light screen in front of him was 1.569:2.166. Obviously, the contestants on the left had a higher winning rate. In just a few seconds, the odds changed to 1.566:2.171. Obviously, the pressure injection is still continuing.

"Look, brother Lin Feng, that's our odds." Pei Qing said with a wry smile not far from her finger.

Lin Feng said "Oh" and looked at him. He was a little stunned for a moment.

Yourself, right?

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(the first shift, there are two shifts, time is very tight! @ @) (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly votes at qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation.)