Chapter 9 Good luck(1/2)
Living area.
"That's great, great!!" Pei Hong hugged Pei Qing tightly and shed two lines of clear tears.
It’s not tears of sadness, but tears of joy!
So happy!!
"We won, we won, right, sister?" Pei Hong kept asking questions like a child, smiling foolishly.
"Yes, sister, we finally won. The Cai Fei Sect will not be cancelled." Pei Qing showed a innocent smile and was extremely happy. No matter what, the big stone in his heart finally fell. Xiaolu and Lei Dao celebrated with high fives, a joyful atmosphere.
There is no more burden on my shoulders.
In the nine consecutive games, everyone in the Colorful Fei Sect has a heavy chain in their hearts.
Now, all are untied!
And this is all thanks to one person.
"Wow!" Lin Feng's figure appeared instantly.
"What I promised you is done, Senior Sister." Lin Feng smiled lightly, his smile was very cool.
Pei Hong wiped the tears of excitement on her face, looked at Lin Feng with beautiful eyes, and pursed her lips tightly. Everything in the past disappeared. At this moment, she was only grateful to Lin Feng, "Thank you, Lin Feng."
"That's great, Brother Lin, you are so awesome!!" Xiaolu shouted in surprise.
"Awesome, Brother Lin." Pei Qing gave a thumbs up.
Thunder Knife looked at Lin Feng with his eyes sparkling, with a hint of reverence.
"It's just luck." Lin Feng said modestly.
Looking at the distance, the butcher was walking towards him with anger on his face. Lin Feng shook his head helplessly.
This big guy seems very unwilling to accept it.
"Lin Wen!!!" the butcher roared.
"Hmm?" Lin Feng said calmly.
"You coward, how dare you play tricks!!" The butcher's eyes were blood red and blue veins were exposed.
"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Come again next year." Lin Feng responded lightly. Although the butcher in front of him was almost twice as big as himself, the strength of the warrior was never based on physical form. In terms of physical form, each of the witch clans was at least three meters high, which was not comparable to that of the butcher.
The butcher gritted his teeth and said angrily, "This game doesn't count. If you have a game, we will fight another game!"
Lin Feng laughed silently and shook his head.
He looked at Pei Hong and others with his eyes, nodded and said, "Let's go."
After saying that, he ignored the angry butcher and turned around and left.
"Lin Wen, you are not brave enough to be a coward!!" The butcher cursed with anger.
Bang! Stopped, Lin Feng slowly turned his head and stared at the butcher, with a full murderous aura rising in his eyes, instantly covering the surrounding aura. The butcher felt a blind eye, and his whole body was trembling inexplicably, and his heartbeat accelerated a lot.
Lin Wen in front of him seemed to have suddenly become a different person.
This is……
"I tell you, even if you play ten games, hundreds and thousands of games, you won't win!" Lin Feng's voice slowly fell into his ears, and the butcher felt a little startled. Looking at Lin Feng's gradually dimming back, he felt a sense of fear inexplicably, and he was a little dazed.
"He was right." A calm voice sounded in his ears.
The butcher turned around in surprise and saw a pair of scorching eagle eyes flashing. But it was the "tiger roar".
Last year’s 'Elite Martial Arts Competition' seminar!
"Tiger, tiger roar?!" The butcher's face changed, and he was extremely shocked.
"This Lin Wen is much stronger than you think." Hu roared coldly, "and then you will know if you keep watching."
After saying that, he gently patted the butcher on the shoulder. The tiger roared and stepped out of the lounge.
His game began.
...
After leaving the lounge, Lin Feng and others left directly from the contestant's passage.
"Does there anything on my face?" Lin Feng looked at Pei Hong and said curiously.
Since she came out, Pei Hong has been looking at herself with wide eyes, making herself uncomfortable.
Pei Hong blushed and snorted, "I just want to see... why are you so lucky? The situation is so passive and you can beat the butcher!"
"Is that right?" Lin Feng suddenly smiled.
"That's it!" Pei Hong curled his lips, "What a good luck, no wonder the butcher was so angry that no one would agree."
"You are wrong, sister." Pei Qing smiled, "Since he was in the lounge, Brother Lin has been calculating the butcher, making him lose his patience and calmness. Warriors are also humans. Once they are blinded by anger, they will make mistakes. At this time, their judgment will decline greatly, just like..."
"Just like Senior Sister Hong last year!" Xiaolu responded mischievously.
Suddenly, Pei Hong's face turned red, "What are you saying, you little girl!"
"Is that right, Brother Lin?" Pei Qing looked at Lin Feng with a smile.
"Maybe it is." Lin Feng smiled indifferently.
With his own strength, he may not be sure of dealing with the "Ji Xia" and "Qin Qianqian" he met yesterday.
But dealing with a mere butcher is easy to get, and it is effortless.
But at the moment, there is no need.
…
"Hey, Brother Lin, won't we go back to the Reflection Building?" Xiaolu said in surprise.
"Of course, it's still early to the afternoon game." Lin Feng replied.
Although it only takes a few hours, I can still seize the time to think about the marksmanship and practice is a process of accumulating small amounts.
"Then where are we going now?" Pei Hong said curiously.
Looking at the girls with many questions, Lin Feng smiled, "Did you forget that I bet 150 spirit coins in the gambling place?"
"Ah?!" All the three girls covered their mouths in shock and their eyes were wide open.
Lin Feng didn't mention it, they completely forgot everything.
"How much money should this be?" Pei Hong swallowed her saliva with a 'gulp' voice, a little stunned.
"Wow, Brother Lin, you've made a lot of money now." Pei Qing said in a panic.
The 150 spirit coins alone are already beyond their thinking range. If the number increases, I don’t know how terrifying it will reach!!
Xiaolu's eyes were already sparkling and she was completely excited.
...
1.411:2.670.
Seeing this amazing odds, Pei Hong and others were completely shocked.
After a day of betting, Lin Feng's 150 spirit coins have long been surpassed by the butcher warriors.
As of the last bet time, the odds of winning by betting Lin Feng have reached an astonishing value of 1 loss of 2.67.
"1 compensation of 2 is 300 Dou Ling Coins, 1 compensation of 2.67 is..." Xiaolu's eyes shining brightly, and she kept counting with her fingers.
"It's 400.5 Dou Ling Coin." Pei Qing himself was a little disbelief. Pei Hong was completely confused and couldn't speak.
Everyone around was already in an uproar, shocked by this amazing bet, which was a total of 400 spirit coins! In Green Smoke City, they are already considered a rich man, and all the assets of many large-scale sects are combined. I am afraid that none of them will be of this value.
"I recognize him, he is that Lin Wen."
"Damn, this kid is so lucky! He earned 250 Dou Ling coins in this way."
"Unfortunately, that kid is so lucky. The butcher originally had the advantage, but in the end he was out of the world for no reason. Damn, I lost a lot!"
...
Everyone was discussing it hotly, and their voices were mixed with all kinds of jealousy, envy and hatred.
In an instant, Lin Feng became the target of public criticism.
Everyone in the Cai Fei Sect felt a burst of hot gazes around, but Lin Feng ignored it and his indifferent smile was still calm. Looking at the light screen, there were many more competitions in Area 6 at this time, and his opponent in the next round had been released.
"It's him, Li Liang." Lin Feng smiled indifferently.
It’s not that enemies don’t get together, let alone Li Liang does have a few ‘brushes’.
The eldest son of the Li family, the peak powerhouse of the Galaxy level. He has entered the top 100 last year, and this year he has even gone straight to the top 32.
He is indeed qualified to be arrogant.
but……
"You may have to stop in the second round this year." Lin Feng's eyes were clear.
For yourself, not to mention the full burst, the strength of the God of War alone is enough to sweep all the galaxy-level powerhouses.
To be continued...