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“…I lost?”
When Li Feipeng landed on the ground and rolled three times, he got up from the ground in a messy clothes. He looked at the ring not far away in disbelief, and didn't believe that he had lost, as if God had made him a super joke.
If it weren't for the down-to-earth and the shocked eyes of the disciples around him, Li Feipeng would not be able to accept the news.
The strength of the seventh level of martial arts was actually beaten out of the ring. Li Feipeng felt that it was just a matter of a moment. He lost the opportunity to be promoted. His face suddenly turned blue and white, and blue veins suddenly appeared on his hands, looking very ferocious.
Li Feipeng lost inexplicably.
...
"Damn, who knows what happened just now? How could Li Feipeng lose? Isn't he a famous "little flying man"? Why can't even deal with Lin Fei!"
"Damn it, what's going on? Senior Brother Li Feipeng is so disappointing. He is still hoping to deal with that boy Lin Fei. He has a very strong tone. He is not the enemy of the same unity, so it's useless."
"I still want to see why Lin Fei was beaten up by Li Feipeng. I really doubt whether Senior Brother Li Feipeng was bribed, otherwise why wouldn't even teach Lin Fei a lesson!"
"Don't mention it, when I saw Lin Fei move, Senior Brother Li Feipeng flew out. What kind of move is this? There must be something trick in it, there must be something tricky, it is obviously cheating."
….
Many brothers, some are suspicious, some are dumbfounded, and more are unbelievable.
Is there any rumors that Lin Fei is so powerful?
Li Feipeng, who is at the seventh level of martial arts, isn't an opponent in one move? This progress is too fast, so fast that the disciples who think they are good at talent are stunned.
Ordinary disciples cannot see the mystery. In the audience, there are always people who can see clearly. For example, those high-level disciples have begun to change their expressions.
It's something called surprise and solemnity.
"No wonder Junior Brother Lin Fei dares to provoke Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan. The speed of this body is clearly understood to reach a limit. If you have another understanding, you will understand the powerful artistic conception. Few of our outer disciples can do it. Li Feipeng is despised in front, and it is normal for him to lose on the ring!"
"I heard that Lin Fei's strength is only three months old, but he didn't expect that in three months, his strength will reach the seventh level of martial arts. Could it be that the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art is really as powerful as the rumor? It can actually make a person's strength improve by leaps and bounds in just a short period of time?"
"No wonder Lin Fei has the courage to challenge Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan. Unfortunately, three months are too short. If he is given half a year, he might be able to challenge Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan and stage a real battle."
"It seems that there will be a battle between Lin Fei and Zhang Wanshan in this 100-strong competition. If Lin Fei wants to win by relying on this speed, he will be destined to lose. However, with this courage, there are few people among the outer disciples who can compete with each other!"
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Many high-level disciples also noticed the situation in the No. 7 arena.
Lin Fei's amazing speed did not help but not attract the high-level disciples' ideas. Fortunately, this attention was only a moment, and there were many outer disciples who showed talent, which did not seem very strange to them.
In the noisy atmosphere, several people were in a bad mood.
"Isn't he Lin Fei just a waste? How could he be promoted to the seventh level of martial arts? It must be fake, it must be fake!"
Lin Fei's amazing performance, although he relied on tricks, he did not tell the difference between the process and the result was only given.
Zhang Chongshan's face was pale, like a dead person's face. He cursed at Lin Fei in the No. 7 arena, like a shrew. He really couldn't believe that the waste three months ago had improved his strength to the seventh level of martial arts. And he struggled hard, but he was just staying in the fifth level of martial arts, how he was so depressing.
"Shut up, you trash, do you want everyone to know that you are that unlucky guy?"
Zhang Wanshan frowned slightly, looking a little surprised. His voice was so frightened that Zhang Chongshan immediately closed his mouth. When his elder brother was like a mouse seeing a cat, he didn't dare to say anything.
"Hmph, I was a waste three months ago, but I am still a waste now. The strength of the seventh level of martial arts is just like this. Your elder brother will let him understand that not everyone can reverse the gap between the eighth level of martial arts and the seventh level of martial arts. This time I will destroy him personally. The waste should be a waste for the rest of my life." Zhang Wanshan was obviously angry, especially the person who fell in the hands of the other party, finally understood why Lin Fei could come back alive. His face seemed to be indifferent, but his heart was still full of doubts. Is there any rumors that the Nine Turns Mysterious Art is so powerful? Can it change a waste?
When Zhang Chongshan heard his elder brother say this, his resentful eyes suddenly shone brightly. No one knows better than him what kind of personality his elder brother is. Once he gets angry, no matter who the other party is, he will be doomed this time. Last time, someone provoked his elder brother, but the guy's dantian was destroyed and he became a waste for life, and he couldn't even speak.
Zhang Chongshan couldn't wait to see the scene where Lin Fei was destroyed by his elder brother. People like Lin Fei should become waste for the rest of their lives, rather than running to the front of him.
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Get off the ring.
Lin Fei felt keenly that the dissatisfied eyes shot from the crowd, and there was no need to guess that it was Li Feipeng who was dissatisfied. He was not worried at all.
No one is dissatisfied and dares not vent his anger in Shenwu Gate Square unless he wants to be punished by the rules of the sect.
When he returned to the master, Lin Fei couldn't help but interrogate him. He had long thoughts about this and fooled him at will. He could not tell others that he was relying on the upgrade system.
In the first or two days of the Top 100 Disciples Competition, all the low-level and middle-level disciples were eliminated, and the next or two days were the real core battle between the top 100 Disciples. At this time, all the disciples encountered were powerful people, at least in the seventh level of martial arts.
In the afternoon, the seventh arena.
The deacon referee picked up the wooden sign and whispered, "No. 707 vs. No. 798, please go to the No. 7 ring!"
No. 707 is Lin Fei.
When the number was reported, a "swish" look fell on Lin Fei. Everyone knew that No. 707 was Lin Fei.
"come on!"
The master patted Lin Fei on the shoulder!
Lin Fei walked out of the crowd, and someone from the crowd opposite him also came out, which immediately attracted a burst of excitement.
When the two of them met, the silent battle unfolded instantly.
Lin Fei recognized this person's identity.
Peng Bao, the strength of the seventh level of martial arts, was one of the stronger ones in the seventh stage, defeating five disciples in a row, three of whom were a very powerful outer disciple with the strength of the seventh level of martial arts.
When Lin Fei meets this person, anyone knows that it will be a wonderful battle.
What’s important is that they can understand Lin Fei’s strength.