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Chapter 475: Winning the Medal (Part 2)

Lin Feng reached out and took the three challenges to order arrows. Xiao Yun Chong Lin Feng nodded and encouraged: "Come on."

"Um." Lin Feng responded, and then walked towards the open place. Soon the challenge of one hundred people made the arrows complete, and the next thousand centurion heads also came to the center of the field, every 100 people, every 100 people One team, standing on the left side of Xiao Yun, and the challenger stood on the right side of Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun glanced at these people and nodded: "Every challenger, you can say the number of centurion long numbers who want to challenge, from No. 1 to 10500 can start now."

Lin Feng looked up at the other party. I saw some of those people showing a kind of unruly, some were restrained, unsmiling, and some of them laughed with people next to people. The challenger around him has begun to shout.

The people around him challenged the centurion, and Lin Feng couldn't be idle, so he thought about it and said: "250." [[250. "[[

But after shouting a throat 25, no one ignored him. Lin Feng was a little wondering. Is the number 250 that was called away, how about him? He shouted again 25, and no one agreed. At this time, Xiao Yun laughed. I laughed and said, "Lin Feng! These two hundred and five are too bad, so there is no establishment, you call other numbers."

"Ah!" Lin Feng suddenly realized that in ancient times, it was harmonious in ancient times: "That 38 is."

"Yes, do you have to challenge No. 38?" Xiao Yun asked.

Lin Feng's face changed slightly: "Cough, I just asked casually." It seems that there is no name for March 8 in this ancient times? However, I don’t want to be this March 8th Red Banner, and I choose another number again. Bar.

"No. 444." Lin Feng decided to choose a supercile number. Sure enough, no one challenged this number. After a moment, a big man appeared in the opposite team, holding a huge wolf tooth stick, from the perspective of body shape. The guy should be barbarians.

On the 444, I looked at Lin Feng, and the corner of the mouth slightly said: "It's too thin, I don’t know if I can live in this stick."

Lin Feng frowned, and then smiled slightly: "Big man, let me see you."

"I don't call the big guy, my name is Mengqiu." The strong man corrected the road.

Lin Feng nodded: "Okay, Meng Qiu, come on, let me see you the great hammer."

After talking about the two people walk towards the trial venue.

After the station was set, Lin Feng looked at the other party and laughed: "Hey, this is the challenge arrow, start."

"Okay." Meng Qiu took the challenge to order the arrow, put it in the Qiankun bag, and then began to prepare to launch an attack. I saw that he raised the wolf's rod high, and the whole body immediately emitted a light golden light. The power is getting stronger and the light golden light is getting more and more shiny. At this time, the wolf sticks in his hands also emit a golden light. From the perspective of the breath, the strength of this Mengqiu is at least intermediate.

"Drink." The moment Meng Qiu's power reached the apex, the entire wolf's teeth rod waved down, and the powerful power torn out the space around the space. However, Lin Feng did not take any trend, because Lin Feng knew that in the face of such enemies, he would lose a lot of losses, so Lin Feng chose to fight.

With the speed of his strong stepping cloud boots, he turned his body and escaped the blow of the wolf tooth stick. At the same time, when the feet were forced, the whole person flashed behind Meng Qiu without any weapons. There was no weapon. There was no weapon. The direct iron fist waved, and under the axillary of Mengqiu, there was a punch.

With a sound of "嘭.", Lin Feng felt that his fist seemed to be hitting a thick steel plate, hard ratio, the whole body was like an electric shock, numbness.

However, at this moment, the Mengqiu seemed to be uncomfortable. The wolf sticks in his hand almost threw it out. Even if the powerful body of the barbarians had several weaknesses, the armpit was one of them.

However, Meng Qiu recovered quickly, and his eyes were staring: "Good boy, dare to attack me, eat me a great."

After speaking, the huge wolf sticks sided around.

As soon as Lin Feng was not good, the whole body retreated quickly. At the same time, the overlord bow was sacrificed, and a meteor -like Yuanliguang shot out, just to intercept the light blade waved by the wolf rod. [[

After a few fights, Lin Feng found that this Mengqiu was not only excessive, strong in defense, but also very good fighting consciousness. Every Lin Feng wanted to sneak attack by the opponent, but this made Lin Feng take the opponent for a while.

"Huh, big man, let you taste the power of drilling." Lin Feng suddenly remembered the drilling fist used when dealing with Monta. The spiral energy seemed to be able to restrain the powerful defense of the barbarians.

Sure enough, Lin Feng was looking for an opportunity. He drilled his fist and hit the left ribs of Meng Qiu. There was a painful pain that made the golden light on Mengqiu jump several times. Fist, open the bow left and right, and treat Meng Qiu as a living target. In a short time, hundreds of fists were pushed out, and most fists were drilled with punching, and they all played in the same position.

"Stop, I confessed." Meng Qiu shouted suddenly, and the whole body jumped out, looking at Lin Feng a little scared.

As soon as Lin Feng looked at haha, he smiled: "Now that you have admitted defeat, give me the waist card."

Meng Qiu first froze, then unbuttoned his waist card and handed it to Lin Feng: "Boy, you are very good, you want to teach me this fist! I can worship you as a teacher."

Lin Feng was stunned as soon as he heard it. This barbarian people were really interesting. Monta looked at this drilling boxing. This Mengqiu also looked at it. Fit.

Lin Feng nodded, no matter what, first do a good relationship with this silly big one. It may help himself in the future.

After Lin Feng got the waist card, he quickly returned to the previous place, but this time, the position of him and Meng Qiu changed, and Lin Feng came to the challenging side.

When the Meng Qiu arrived there, he ordered a number. After the person who was ordered, his face was extremely ugly. He did not move towards the martial arts with Mengqiu. Get on the waist card.

"Hey, little son, how about, I am back now." Meng Qiu came to Lin Feng's side, whispered a smile.

At first glance, Lin Feng said that this Mengqiu must not have less discussions with these centurion heads on weekdays, so that the other party did not dare to fight him.

"Boy, when do you teach me that set of boxing!" Meng Qiu looked at Lin Feng and smiled.

Lin Feng was stunned, and then his face was slightly sinking: "Calling a master, otherwise it will be exempted."

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