"Wow!" A white light lit up. Lin Feng was slightly surprised, and a white light cover suddenly appeared on the digital light platform under his feet, covering himself.

"It's interesting." Lin Feng smiled indifferently.

Such energy technology is no longer surprising in Liyanmen.

A series of numbers suddenly appeared in front of him, and Lin Feng's eyes slightly turned bright. Although he didn't know what it was for, he quickly remembered it in his heart. In just one second, the light cover disappeared instantly, and the brightness in front of him returned to light, but it came and went quickly.

"Okay." Zhu Lingsa smiled, "Do you remember the numbers just now?"

Everyone was in an uproar and they were talking.

"There is a nine-grid in front of you, now--" Zhu Ling's eyes shined.

"Stampering what you see Chapter 586 The central god will not be affected by the outside world. Lin Feng looked calm, and he flipped through pages and pages quickly, and he played back like a video in his mind, as if he was slowing down dozens of times, hundreds of times.

Very strange!

In terms of memory, no one can match it.

Lin Feng has never forgotten everything he has ever seen since he was a child. This is exactly what he is best at.

“3”

"2"

“1”

"Stop!" Zhu Ling's eyes flashed.

In an instant, three powerful suction forces suddenly came.

Three books flew back to Zhu Ling's hands in an instant, and Lin Feng's eyes were flickering, without stopping them.

And at this time—

Wow! The light shield appeared in front of you again.

A piece of book page like white paper suddenly appeared, and Lin Feng instantly understood.

Using his hands as his pen, Lin Feng swung his pen quickly. The same scene was the same life before Shui Linglong and the young man No. 611.

A decisive game.

Who can laugh to the end?

His eyes were burning, and Zhu Ling looked calm. But he was extremely focused.

"Remember the king, Liu Feiyun." Zhu Ling's mouth slashed lightly, "I'm sorry, I'll lend you a test."

"I'm very curious about what kind of potential Lin Feng has..."

…

Time. It's time passed soon.

Everyone stared quietly.

As time goes by, Liu Feiyun's face of No. 611 has gradually become solemn, while Shui Linglong and Lin Feng are still writing like a god.

Instantly—

"Peng!" The white light shield exploded.

Liu Feiyun's face was pale and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Failed." Zhu Ling's voice was calm, but he was shocked.

However, I didn't expect that the famous Ji Wang "Liu Feiyun" in Li Yanmen would lose to the newcomer.

And two!

"Didn't he remember Wang 'Liu Feiyun'?" Someone recognized it in the crowd.

"It's really him. I didn't see it clearly just now."

"No, I'm the first to be eliminated?"

"Where do those two little guys come from!"

A stone caused a thousand waves. The elimination of Wang "Liu Feiyun" not only did not make everyone lose interest, but instead caused the competition to be the best. Witnessing the competition between Lin Feng and Shui Linglong, everyone's eyes widened and their heartbeat increased.

…

Page after page.

It is actually clear who is stronger and who is weaker.

Lin Feng wrote faster and faster, but Shui Linglong felt helpless and started writing more and more slowly.

And as time goes by, finally-

"Peng!" Shui Linglong was the second eliminated after Liu Feiyun.

The only one who left was Lin Feng!

The competition. It's over.

Lin Feng wrote 75 pictures, compared with Liu Feiyun's thirty-three pictures and Shui Linglong's 67 pictures, completely released. But Zhu Ling did not stop, and the game continued. In fact, Lin Feng did not know that his two opponents had surrendered.

In fact, it is like practicing, the real opponent of a warrior—

Only yourself!

"sharp."

"It's really amazing!"

Zhu Ling's eyes were bright and his heart was shocked.

"What a terrible memory."

"Stronger than me!"

Zhu Ling was already convinced by Lin Feng, and what he was most proud of was his ability to remember everything. But in ten seconds, he could only write eighty pictures in this book. But Lin Feng has already written ninety-five pictures at present!

And, it has not stopped yet!

The further you get, the bigger the gap.

Even the difference between a page is a world of difference.

Lin Feng, still continuing!

Ninety-seven.

Ninety-eight.

Ninety-nine!

"Wow!" Lin Feng's eyes were bright and he stopped.

It was only after writing a hundred pictures that it was over, and it was unintentional to continue writing.

Lin Feng's expression was calm and he looked around. At this time, there was no one else except himself.

He has won.

"One hundred."

"What a monster!"

Zhu Ling felt helpless and completely defeated.

Perhaps he is indeed much stronger than Lin Feng, but that's because he is older than Lin Feng.

In his most proud field, he completely defeated Lin Feng.

But what Zhu Lingsu didn't know was that...

It's not Lin Feng's limit.

…

"champion!"

"One hundred thousand spirit coins!"

"Awesome!"

...

There was a bustling noise below, and everyone cheered for Lin Feng.

I wrote a hundred pictures, and this proud memory made everyone stand upright and extremely excited.

Even Liu Feiyun had the word "Fu" written on his face, applauding Lin Feng. Shui Linglong's eyes were twinkling, and he looked at Lin Feng with a smile. The most lively one was Hua Shao, who was so popular that everyone was angry. When Lin Feng won the victory, everyone also looked bright.

"Let's go." Lin Feng got a gold card from the Qin Chamber of Commerce and smiled and yang.

"Wow, those who meet will have a share!" Hua Shao cheered.

"Yes, yes, treat me to dinner, Lin Feng!" Fenghuo's eyes shone.

"Then if there is any problem, let's go." Lin Fengsa smiled, feeling the lively and joyfulness of everyone, and felt warm in his heart.
To be continued...