I, The Only Male Disciple in School

Chapter 147 I can do it too

Perhaps it was the shameless duel between Lin Feng and Zhuge Aniu. On the next four broadcasters, all the games where the Snow Mountain faction and the Xingyun Zong played were all scolded.

Some scolded shamelessly, some scolded the match-fixing, and others sang "the original champion has been decided by me".

In short, it seems that a mouse feces ruined a pot of porridge, and the Snow Mountain School and Xingyun Sect became the target of public criticism.

"What did you do? I was scolded as soon as I went up."

Miao Meng finished the third game of the second round, although she won the opponent and successfully advanced, but her face was unhappy.

"Senior, I like this atmosphere for ten years." Master Lin Feng said thankfully.

At this moment, don't mention how cool he is.

I don't know when it started. Within one hour after the game just finished, the total number of his hate points had broken through to 7.8 million! An increase of nearly 5.6 million.

Almost every second on average, nearly 1500+ annoying values are credited to the account.

This made him have to turn off the system beep because it was too noisy!

The dislike value skyrocketed, while Lin Feng's gains, his strength also soared.

With the 780 times strength bonus of the middle stage of the spiritual veins, he now has the power of the late stage of the magic phase even if he is flat with a punch.

If combined with the Rakshasa Magic Ascension Realm, he can blast the power of the Divine Passage Realm with a single punch.

At this time, if he runs the Holy Cultivation Technique again, he can blow up the Five Elements realm with one punch!

Adding a finger of the universe to weaken the opponent, he even dared to break the wrist with the Yin & Yang realm powerhouse!

Moreover, 510 is not only that, because his annoying value growth rate becomes steeper and steeper as he gets closer to the field.

This also means that the increasing rate of dislike value is getting faster and faster.

The total number of hate points is still growing at a terrifying rate!

If it can exceed 10 million today, I don't know what rewards will be!

10 million, which means the opening of the third floor of the store.

Lin Feng would never think that there is only such a small benefit, but he is extremely looking forward to this moment!

Let the disgust of the audience come harder!

"You kid, come on, your next opponent is Wan Jianzong, if you fight like just now, you will only be scolded even worse! Use your strength to shock them!" Miao Meng clenched his fist, Said to Lin Feng.

"Senior, are you trying to persuade me not to be too low-key?" Lin Feng asked.

"That's right, the Grand Tournament is the time to become famous, and it is also the time to raise the power of the martial arts. Do you feel good on your face when you hear them scold you for counterfeiting?" Miao Meng gritted his teeth.

She was inspired by the sect in order to give a sigh of relief to the sect, including when she first saw that Lin Feng had only the Digang Realm and expressed her doubts, she was always thinking of the Xueshan Sect.

Now she and Lin Feng are the only ones in the first ring, and they can't lose another one.

Lin Feng looked at Miao Meng's serious look, and held back and wanted to say that it was too painful, too painful!

Whatever, I have to give Miao Meng a little face.

"Senior don't worry, my shot this time must be cool!" Lin Feng gave Miao Meng a firm look.

Afterwards, he turned and walked onto the ring.

When Lin Feng stepped onto the broadcast station, the audience in the audience was suddenly boiling again!

"Fake match! Fake match! Fake"

"Fake f*ck! His opponent in this round is our Master of Ten Thousand Sword Sect!"

"Uncle Uncle can't fight fake matches?"

"What's special about you, brother, which group are you in, how do you charge for one call?"

".. Brother, a little bit of integrity, OK? I'm a professional navy!"

"Anyway, don't shout, there will be a navy job in the future, remember to count me!"

The appearance of Lin Feng raised the ratings by a bit, faintly overwhelming the momentum of the masked man next door.

Speaking of the Mask Man, in the second round of the competition that ended earlier, the Mask Man faced a disciple who was also a Zhentianmen.

Without exception, the disciple of Zhentianmen directly surrendered.

But no one said that the match was a fake match, and everyone was even excited that the masked man had once again failed to fight.

They think that such a person is called a master, not like the first broadcaster Lin Feng, who uses a pair of flops and a pair of fists to open the future.

"Wan Jianzong, Pei Yang!"

At this time, Pei Yang, the former disciple of Wan Jianzong, was standing opposite Lin Feng.

As the outstanding one among the former disciples of Wan Jianzong, he inherited Wan Jianzong's pride as the head of the four schools, and he also dismissed the disciples of other schools.

Just now he watched the match between Lin Feng and Zhuge Aniu in the eighth group. He thought that Zhuge Aniu would advance to the next round, which caused him some trouble.

But I didn't expect that Zhuge Aniu was actually that kind of person. For some personal benefit, he deliberately lost to a Practitioner in the ground.

This is simply shameful, shameless (biaf) face!

And he, Pei Yang!

An outstanding disciple of Wan Jianzong, a swordsman in the Primordial God Realm!

He will never do such a nasty thing, he will stand to win the game and expose the shady behavior in front of the world!

Let everyone see how the Snow Mountain faction played a fake match!

What kind of face is there, staying in this martial arts field again!

Pei Yang's momentum is like a soaring arrow, whizzing up and standing on the moral high ground.

Lin Feng didn't understand the disdain in Pei Yang's eyes.

He didn't have a feast with the other party, why does the other party use such a look when they look at own?

"Snow Mountain School, Lin Feng!" Lin Feng hugged his hands and began to move his muscles and bones.

"Huh," Pei Yang saw Lin Feng doing radio gymnastics, and made a disdainful voice, "Why do you put on your airs anymore, I am not the traitor of Xing Yunzong who has lost his ancestors. Although I don't know you did it with him." What a py transaction, but then, you will lose completely! I will represent Wan Jianzong and drive out such evil people like you!"

Say it!

Pei Yang held the sword towards each other, only to hear the sound of the sword, and on the sword body, there was a red flame entwined!

"Wan Jianzong martial arts, anger Lotus flower sword!" In the distance, the disciple of Wan Jianzong saw this scene, his eyes lighted.

"Sword Qi burns like an angry lotus and burns everything! Senior Brother Pei Yang has actually practiced this Sword Technique to the extreme!"

"This martial arts is especially difficult to practice, and it needs natural fire attributes to fit it! オ can exert the greatest power of this Sword Technique!

"That kid is planted! This is a sword that the late stage of the Primordial God Realm would not dare to take it hard! He is still there to move his muscles and bones!,

"He is afraid that this is also the opponent he bought!"

A burst of gleeful laughter rang from all directions!

Lin Feng took a look, under what circumstances, how did the growth of the hatred value slow down?

Am I not cheap enough?

When I took a closer look, I realized that it was Pei Yang on the other side who used the Sword Technique, which was as gorgeous as a flower!

The fiery red flame is like a lotus flower blooming, how cool it is, how cool it is!

This guy is stealing my limelight!

Lin Feng thought.

That being the case...

Hey-hey!

Lin Feng smiled.

He also took out a sword, a wooden sword, which was originally taken out when he was about to expose his true face of Feng Qingyang, but he did not expect it to be shot in advance.

"Wooden sword? Hahahaha! Do you think you are Feng Qingyang senior?"

Pei Yang laughed, everyone laughed!

Everyone knows that wooden swords have been on fire recently.

However, not everyone with a wooden sword can pretend to be the wind and blue sun!

Taunting, laughing, all gathered on Lin Feng.

But these laughter only started for three seconds, and then stopped abruptly!

I saw a burning angry lotus suddenly appeared on Lin Feng's wooden sword!

Compared with Pei Yang, it is bigger and more solid!

Just like Haoyue and Yinghuo!

You can see through at a glance!

At this moment, Pei Yang was stupid!

Just listen to Lin Feng lightly looking at the dumbfounded Pei Yang, and said with a smile: