Bolet was deeply convinced. From the beginning, Wang Zheng had been fighting alone, using his actions to set an example. The people around him were actually quite talented. As Wang Zheng created miracles again and again, these people's hearts were also quietly changing. On the stage of SIG, the final explosion seemed to be a fluke, but it was actually inevitable.
Many times, to create a miracle, one had to hold their last breath. One step to heaven, one step to hell.
As generals and leaders, they saw things on a deeper level.
Lie Xin gave everyone a warm hug. Lie Xin did not care about the Heavenly Fire Technique. She fought so hard, not for her family, but for her brothers, her comrades. This victory was dedicated to them!
"Aiyah, as a patient, you should hug me a little longer." Zhang Shan was not satisfied.
Lie Xin smiled charmingly, and a small flame appeared at her fingertips. "Think of me warming you up. You don't have to worry for the rest of your life."
Zhang Shan shuddered. "Forget it, I'm fine!"
Finally, it was the last match. The crowd gradually quieted down from their enthusiasm, because Aslan's last guardian, Lin Feng, was on stage.
Actually, the key to victory was this match. Whoever won this match would win. The team battle still depended on these two.
SIG's unparalleled twins, Wang Zheng and Lin Feng. Today, they would decide who was the best of the younger generation, the first captain, the Greatest King … and so on.
Winner takes all!
Wang Zheng stood up and walked towards the battlefield. It was the most crucial moment. The big screen cut to their faces. Both were equally calm.
Needless to say, Saruman Snake's morale was high at this time, and the name of the Great Demon King went without saying.
"The third match, Saruman Snake's victory. Win this match, and Wang Zheng will be crowned a god. Let us welcome this warrior who creates miracles, the Great Demon King!" Following Jonde Lilick's roar, no sound could be heard from inside or outside the arena. Everyone felt that their brains were in a state of extreme madness.
The whole arena rang Wang Zheng's name. This was a man who represented miracles!
The big screen cut to Wang Zheng's match highlights again. The organizing committee would never let go of any details when it came to embellishing the atmosphere. Even though Wang Zheng was the captain, the Aslan Empire still had this bit of magnanimity. After all, the whole world was watching.
"Tch, that again. It's not that exciting. I've only watched it a few hundred times."
"Wang Zheng is invincible!"
"Wang Zheng, I love you. I want to bear your children!"
… …
As Wang Zheng ascended, people outside the arena started to faint. The atmosphere of SIG was beyond imagination. Those with weaker endurance could not withstand the heat at all.
"Dad, this person is so handsome. I want to be like him in the future!" A five-year-old boy said excitedly while sitting in his father's arms.
The middle-aged man smiled. "Haha, this guy has grown up. Back then, I was his greatest opponent!"
"Tsk, aren't you ashamed? Don't think that children are easy to fool. You? I can take you down with one finger."
The dignity of a man had been questioned, and it was his own son. He was obviously unsatisfied. "Your father never lies. The next time he comes, I'll let him tell you personally if Old Deer is his greatest opponent!"
The man waved his fist. That's right, he was once Wang Zheng's greatest opponent, the invincible Skeleton Black … Old Deer, and now the leader of Wang Zheng's Earth fan club.
In terms of momentum, Saruman Snake had completely gained the upper hand. With Wang Zheng's individual strength and the current two-nil advantage, it could be said that the goddess of victory was already on Wang Zheng's side.
The player introduction had to be unique and imposing. In this aspect, no one could compare to Wang Zheng. Half of the arena was silent, and the other half outside the arena was also silent.
They were Aslan people. Seeing their own country's team being suppressed like this was unprecedented. They could only wait.
It was already like this, but Lin Feng's expression was still so calm. The corner of his mouth … even carried a hint of a smile.
Compared to Wang Zheng's spectacular and super classic introduction, Lin Feng's performance in SIG was just so-so. Of course, it could be said that his opponent was not good enough, but the truth was the truth.
"Wang Zheng's opponent is the captain of Aslan's Sword Shield Rose battle team, Lin Feng!" Si Jiali said. Even she felt that there was no momentum. At this time, it seemed to be useless to brag about his past titles. Compared to Wang Zheng's ferocious battle results, Lin Feng's achievements within Aslan were really nothing.
But the highlights had to be given. They could not admit defeat in terms of momentum.
In the end, everyone was stunned. Because the introduction of Lin Feng was just one character … X9.
What did this mean?
The entire arena was silent. Everyone's mind was filled with big question marks.
X9？
With X as the beginning … it seemed … only the X Combat Ranking?!
The X Combat Ranking recorded most of the masters and potential users, especially the evaluation of Earth-rank warriors. It was currently the most reliable system.
In the younger generation, if one could make it to the top 100, it could be said that they had a bright future and could break through to the Heaven-rank.
Wang Zheng was definitely in the top 100. After this competition ended, he would probably have a huge improvement. However, it was hard to say to what extent. This was because it depended on the ranking and number of times he defeated his opponent. Everyone knew that the Battle X ranking could not be determined just by one or two coincidental victories.
What did X10 and below mean?
There was no age limit. They were known as the top ten Earth-rank masters in the Milky Way Alliance!
Lin Feng's other identity was the top master in the X Combat Ranking. He was one of the strongest Earth-rank warriors in the world, and the only one in the top ten who was under 40 years old.
Accurately speaking, Lin Feng was not even 30 years old.
There was a saying in the underworld: it was better to meet a pirate than to provoke the god of death.
What appeared on the big screen was a mech warrior. An unfamiliar battle scene. An Earth-rank warrior fell one by one.
That was Lin Feng, X9. His nickname was the god of death. This was given by his opponent. The only one in the X Combat Ranking that no one dared to provoke, even those ranked ahead of him.
This was because this person was destined to enter the Heaven-rank. Anyone who wanted to fight with him would become his experience baby.
If he entered the Heaven-rank before the age of 40, then he would be unstoppable.
Calm? Because, from the start, he was not on the same level as others.
That calm smile was the confidence that came from the strength of countless battles and victories.
The stronger the opponent, the better!
Wang Zheng's highlights were all about competitions between schools, while Lin Feng's highlights were about actual battles. More accurately, it was a war!
Wang Zheng had fought tens of thousands of Zergs alone. Lin Feng had once single-handedly wiped out an entire pirate crew, which was once ranked 12th in the underworld. It was the crazy Disra Bloody Pirate Crew. It was a super pirate crew with excellent equipment and five Earth-rank warriors.
Eliminated in one battle.
This was what Lin Feng had done.
The whole world was quiet, and the eyes of every Aslan person were burning with fire and confidence.
Yes, the Aslan Empire was invincible!
(My condition is still not bad. I finished it off in one go. Tomorrow, I'll continue to show off to the end. Wang Lin's final battle. Can Student Wang get the first meaningful championship? Can he win the beauty? Are there any variables? … Actually what Skeleton wanted to say was, dear, give me a monthly ticket. I haven't eaten yet!)
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