Extract Impurities, Bedbugs Become Real Dragons

imperial city.

central.

All warriors who were unable to enter the ancient arena to watch the competition gathered here.

Because every time after the big competition, someone will come here to announce the result.

"What do you think, who will be the first in the big competition this time?"

"It goes without saying, of course it's Zheng Shaoyang."

"I think Cui Yang may also get the first place."

"Cui Yang is indeed very strong, but compared to Zheng Shaoyang, he is still a bit inferior. This time, the first in the competition is definitely Zheng Shaoyang."

The crowd spoke one after another, predicting the outcome of this time.

Some warriors even set up a gambling game.

The odds of Cui Yang winning the first place are one to three.

Zhao Xingchen's odds of winning the first place are one to thirty.

Other than Zheng Shaoyang, the odds of winning the first place are 1 to 10,000.

However, even if the bookmaker set the odds so high, no one would buy it.

Because everyone knows that this time Zheng Shaoyang will definitely win the first place.

However, in the odds, the odds of Zheng Shaoyang winning the first place were not written.

Naturally, it is impossible for someone to deliver food in such a money-losing business.

"Look, the odds for anyone other than Zheng Shaoyang to win the first place have already reached 10,000 to 20,000. Do you want to try your luck?"

"Although Zheng Shaoyang is sure to be number one, I still want to try my luck."

"It's not bad to try your luck, you can't lose anything anyway."

After the crowd saw that the dealer had raised the odds, there were more than a dozen people who went up and bought the odds of 10,000 to 20,000.

Just as the banker was smiling, a group of guards stepped forward.

This group of guards is the person responsible for announcing the rankings of the big competition every year.

"It seems that the big competition is over."

"I don't know what the rankings are going to be."

"The first place in this competition should be Zheng Shaoyang."

While the crowd was discussing, the leading guard had already taken out a ranking manual and read out the ranking above.

"Thirtieth place, Zhao Lan."

"The twenty-ninth place, Hu Yun."

...

The guard immediately announced that he had reached the top five.

The mood of the crowd became more and more tense.

Because they have not heard the names of Zhao Xingchen, Cui Yang, and Zheng Shaoyang until now.

In other words, the first place is likely to be produced among these three.

"The third place, Zhou Ming."

"Second place, Tu Yang."

The guard's voice sounded again.

But the crowd was already completely dumbfounded.

Because they heard this, but they haven't heard the names of Zhao Xingchen, Cui Yang, and Zheng Shaoyang.

How is this going?

Could it be that all three were eliminated?

But how is this possible? !

Who has such a strong strength to eliminate these three people?

"Number one, Lin Feng!" The guard's voice kept echoing in the sky.

The crowd opened their mouths wide, their faces full of shock.

They never thought that the first place would be Lin Feng!

"My lord, didn't Zheng Shaoyang participate in the Grand Competition in the end? How did he become Lin Feng in the first place?" At this time, one of the warriors asked.

The leading guard cast a glance at the warrior, and said indifferently: "What is Zheng Shaoyang? What is he using to compete with Mr. Lin for the first place?"

"Even the Dragon War of the Golden Dragon Clan was almost killed by Mr. Lin, so how could Zheng Shaoyang be Mr. Lin's opponent?"

After finishing speaking, the guard had already put away the booklet, turned around and left with the people.

As for the surrounding crowd, their expressions had already frozen, and they froze in place as if petrified.

They never expected that Zheng Shaoyang, the number one genius of the Cold Moon Empire, would be defeated by Lin Feng.

Most importantly, even Long Zhan was no match for Lin Feng.

Just how strong is Lin Feng? !

"No, I seem to have bought the right one just now. Lin Feng won the first place. I can get 20,000 times the odds!"

"I bought it right too, and I can get 20,000 times the odds!"

"Master Lin, thank you very much!"

After a brief shock, the crowd gathered around the dealer.

As for the banker, he was already covered in cold sweat and fainted from fright.

While the crowd wasn't buying much, the odds were way too high this time around.

The dealer even put the coffin in this time.

...

Cui family.

At this moment, Cui Yang was standing in front of the Patriarch Cui Yongming.

Looking at the slightly embarrassed Cui Yang, Cui Yongming said, "Yang'er, what's the result of this competition?"

"Even if you didn't beat Zheng Shaoyang this time and got the first place, you should have won the second place, right?"

"Father, the child has been eliminated this time." Cui Yang smiled wryly.

"Yang'er, if you lose, you lose. It's not something to be ashamed of losing to Zheng Shaoyang, who is born with a God of War body."

"Father, the child did not lose to Zheng Shaoyang."

"Then who did you lose to?"

"Lin Feng."

"Lin Feng?!"

Cui Yongming's pupils trembled slightly, and he frowned and said, "If my father remembers correctly, Lin Feng seems to be only at the first level of the Saint Emperor Realm? How could you lose to him?"

"Father, not only did I lose to Lin Feng, but even Zheng Shaoyang lost to Lin Feng." Cui Yang was helpless, and told Cui Yongming everything that happened in the ancient arena.

After hearing what happened, Cui Yongming opened his mouth wide and his face was full of shock.

He never expected that even Long Zhan would be defeated by Lin Feng.

What a powerful talent and strength this is!

And now Lin Feng is protected by a Dacheng Immortal King Body, Lin Feng's rise is inevitable!

"I didn't expect that Lin Feng would be the number one in this big competition." Cui Yongming said to himself, and then he said again: "Yang'er, you go and prepare ten ninth-level holy soldiers, and you have to go there in person for your father." Meet Lin Feng."

"Father, what do you want to do?" Cui Yang frowned slightly.

"Lin Feng's talent is so evil, and Jiang Tong is behind him. Lin Feng's rise is only a matter of time. If you don't win Lin Feng at this time, you will have no chance in the future." Cui Yongming waved his hand and said: "Okay , go prepare presents."

"No!" Cui Yang took the order and left.

...

Zheng family.

The Patriarch, Zheng Huanian, has already learned everything that happened in the ancient arena.

"Unexpectedly, Lin Feng's strength and talent are so powerful. He not only defeated Shaoyang, but also defeated Long Zhan."

After Zheng Huanian sighed, he looked at Zheng Shaoyang beside him, and said, "Shaoyang, send someone to prepare fifteen ninth-level holy weapons."

"Father, what are you going to do?"

"Of course to make friends with Lin Feng."

"Befriend Lin Feng..."

Zheng Shaoyang had mixed feelings in his heart.

When he was the number one genius of the Hanyue Empire, all major families, even the royal family, wanted to befriend the Zheng family.

Now that Lin Feng is showing his talents, the Zheng family can only lower their noble heads and take the initiative to make friends with Lin Feng.

Although Zheng Shaoyang felt very uncomfortable, he also understood the family's approach.

A genius like Lin Feng, even Zheng Shaoyang, couldn't surpass him.

It is definitely the wisest choice to make friends with Lin Feng.

"Father, my son, let people prepare holy soldiers now." Zheng Shaoyang bowed, then turned and left.

...

A similar scene also happened in the major families.

Almost all the aristocratic families have already prepared gifts to befriend Lin Feng.