I, The Only Male Disciple in School

Lin Feng didn't expect that after a competition, his own popularity would reach the peak.

This made him for a while, as if he had forgotten his original intention.

Obviously, it's here to earn hate value, how come you finally make yourself an idol?

Wan Jianzong's disciples have a problem with their brains, everyone is a competitor, how can they be so enthusiastic to disciples of other sects?

"Lin Feng, you stinky boy! It's so hard for us to hide it!"

"Yes! It made us like fools before, and we are still discussing how to deal with Feng Qingyang!"

"At that time, you must be laughing at us! What an annoying!"

Luo Xi, Tang Bai, Miao Meng and Yun Xuan all walked towards Lin Feng at this moment.

One by one, he was hammering and hitting Lin Feng, as well as squeezing his face. Their faces were very ruddy.

Before thinking about it, they still analyzed Feng Qingyang in a serious way. It turns out that Feng Qingyang was played by Lin Feng at all, and Lin Feng didn't tell them before, obviously it was intentional.

I just want to see their surprised expressions after knowing that he is Feng Qingyang.

This kid, 18 is absolutely necrotic!

"Seniors, don't fight." Lin Feng hurriedly made a begging for mercy, and then smirked, "Hey, I did it on purpose! What can you do with me!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry before the next round of attacks arrived.

Several disciples of the 34th generation looked at each other and laughed.

This smile was full of comfort and some disappointment, because they knew that the strength of Lin Feng, the younger generation, was far above them.

This time, I am afraid that only Lin Feng has the chance to win the championship of the middle-class battle!

When Lin Feng's annoying value gradually fell into a trough, the second round of competition continued in full swing.

But after watching the previous match between Lin Feng and Chen Ergou, everyone began to feel that the match between Nie Xian and Wan Wushuang was unremarkable.

Wan Wushuang's strength was much stronger than Nie Xian's, and he won the contest with barely a few drops of sweat.

And then Wan Dachun played against Wan Shanshan, and Wan Dachun won in the same way, so that when everyone saw Wan Shanshan being carried down, there was a trace of fear in their hearts.

There was no blood and no serious injuries, but this kind of silent defeat seemed to cast a shadow on Wan Dachun's true strength.

No one knows how deep Wan Dachun's strength well is, but if it were to be replaced by himself, he would definitely not be willing to face it.

The fourth match will also determine who will compete with Wan Dachun in the semifinals.

After a fierce battle, Luo Xi won the Zhentianmen Ling Han and successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

Ever since, the final list of the semi-finals was released.

In the first match, the Snow Mountain sent Lin Feng against Wan Jianzong Wan Wushuang.

In the second game, Wan Jianzong Wan Dachun played against Snow Mountain Pailuoxi.

"Lin Feng is still Wushuang, he will buy it away!"

"Brother, didn't you escape just now, why are you here again?"

"It was illegal just now, reopen now!"

"Of course I bought Lin Feng for the New Year, he is now my idol!"

"My God, you are suitable to be a traitor. Master Wan Wushuang is not selected? Or are you not a disciple of our Wan Jianzong?"

"One yard goes to one yard, you know that Lin idol will win when you look at it with your toes! Who can't get along with the money!"

"It's as if Grand Master Wan Wushuang has used his full strength, that hand triggered the sky thunder, have you forgotten?"

"Damn! Looking at it this way, it's really hard to tell! Tianlei is much more powerful than Chen Ergou's strike just now!

"No matter how you choose, I have no brains to bet Lin Feng!"

The new market reopened, and after a bet, Lin Feng and Wan Wushuang supported almost the same number of people.

In everyone's eyes, this battle is more than five times better, but no matter who is promoted, it seems that it will not arouse everyone's dissatisfaction.

Lin Feng naturally didn't know that someone was relying on him to make money. He wore a crooked face and walked first to the rebuilt competition arena.

Now it seems that the crooked mouth face is superfluous, but no matter what, there will always be a bit of extra reward to wear.

Soon, Wan Wushuang also stepped onto the scene amidst the cry.

Under the calm appearance, Wan Wushuang's blood was boiling.

A strong fighting spirit surged into my heart, and in the black pupils, there seemed to be a flame burning.

Every generation of elder brother Wan Jianzong is extremely talented in kendo.

Wan Wushuang is naturally no exception. Since leaving Wan Jianzong, he has been roaming around.

Cut the big monster, kill the villain, fight the sword with the dark forces, be chased by other Sects, seize the good fortune, and realize the Sword Technique.

It can be said that he can have today's strength because of his footsteps under the bayonet of countless enemies, and he put his foot on the bloody road.

No one is more obsessed with kendo than him.

No one can comprehend a Sword Technique that is extremely advanced and has great room for growth like him.

After decades of perfecting the sword in his hand, Wan Wushuang is now the Realm who has practiced the Sword Technique of Sky Lei to a terrifying level.

But so far, he has not unblocked his strongest sword.

Because, he hasn't met anyone who can make him use that sword.

The night moon was bright, and the moonlight shone in Wan Wushuang's eyes, reflecting the dazzling Star.

At this moment, Wan Wushuang condensed countless fighting intent, and his whole person stood between heaven and earth like a sharp sword.

His blood is calling, it is a kind of eagerness to try every opponent.

So far, only Lin Feng in front of him has made him want to fight!

At the same time, Lin Feng is also looking at Wan Wushuang.

Although he has watched Wan Wushuang's game before, as his opponent at this time, Lin Feng feels that the opponent is like a poisonous snake.

The look in 523's eyes is hairy, and it seems to attack you at any time when you are not paying attention.

"Get out of the sword, I will suppress the Cultivation Base in the same Realm as you, and have a real kendo contest." Wan Wubi said, pulling out the golden long sword in his hand from the scabbard.

This golden long sword was the sword that drew the sky thunder before. When you look closely at this time, there are some mysterious lines carved on it, which also reveals the ancient extraordinary.

"What do you know about my Cultivation Base?" Lin Feng looks like Cultivation Base is still stuck in the sky.

"Original God Realm," Wan Wushuang said, as if he had broken the secret, showing a little smile, "Your Cultivation Technique that hides the Cultivation Base, at our level, basically doesn't work. Really strong, there is no need to pretend to be a pig. Tiger.

The real strong do not need to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Lin Feng chewed this sentence again and clapped his hands involuntarily.

He admired Wan Wushuang a little bit.

At the same time, he also slandered Ji Hongmei's abdomen.

Dare to love this hidden Cultivation Base's Cultivation Technique is so low-level, it seems to have to be a bit more advanced, daddy loves to eat tigers!

Lin Feng drew out the dust-free sword, and suddenly Spiritual Qi shook away with him as the center!

As if there was a clear voice, singing in this night sky!

"Come, look at your sword."

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