"Swoosh!" A white light shone.
Lin Feng was slightly surprised. A white light shield appeared on the light platform under his feet and enveloped him.
"Interesting." Lin Feng smiled faintly.
Li Yan Sect was used to this kind of energy technology.
A series of numbers appeared in front of him. Lin Feng's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what it was used for, he quickly remembered it. In just one second, the light shield disappeared. Everything was bright again. However, it disappeared as quickly as it came.
"Alright." Zhu Ling smiled. "Does everyone remember the numbers just now?"
Everyone was in an uproar and started discussing.
"There is a nine-square grid in front of you. Now …" Zhu Ling's eyes lit up.
"Step on the third number you see!"
"Three seconds!"
“3。”
“2。”
…
Hearing Zhu Ling's countdown, the corner of Lin Feng's mouth rose slightly.
Looking at the nine-square grid in front of him, he tapped his right foot lightly and the number 'three' lit up.
At this moment, Zhu Ling's voice sounded.
Exclamations rose one after another.
Most of the platforms rose. The lights were still bright. However, a small number of platforms dimmed. This meant that they were eliminated. However, Zhu Ling's voice didn't stop. "Again, three seconds. Step on the third number you see."
“3。”
“2。”
…
This time, everyone's reaction was much faster.
However, it was even more difficult to remember the third number from the last.
Soon …
Another group of warriors was eliminated.
Lin Feng passed the test successfully. He turned to look at Bai Yi and Shui Linglong. Everyone stayed. In fact, this question wasn't difficult. Warriors had excellent memory. As long as they noticed the numbers, they could pass the test easily.
"Alright, those who failed, please quit." Zhu Ling waved his hand with a calm expression.
With a smile, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up. "Don't be happy too early. That was just a warm-up. The real competition …"
"It's just starting!"
…
Round after round of elimination began.
Just as Zhu Ling said, it was just a warm-up.
The subsequent trials became more and more difficult, and more and more people were eliminated. As a small scale event, the speed of circulation was naturally fast. In a short while, almost all of the ten thousand martial artists were declared 'dead'. Only three people were left.
"Alright, we've finally entered the final round." Zhu Ling laughed heartily.
"Out of the ten thousand contestants, only three are left. They are No.611, No.9953 and No.9988."
Zhu Ling smiled and said, "This event is sponsored by me. The winner will get 100,000 Soul Coins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding cultivators burst into an uproar.
In fact, most of the activities had rewards, but it was rare to see a reward of 100,000 Soul Coins.
After all, these were all 'private sponsors' of the event.
Lin Feng's eyes were dazzled as he looked forward to it.
He had participated in all kinds of activities along the way and had received thirty to forty thousand Soul Coins as a reward. In addition to the Six-Star Spirit Treasure that he had received in the newcomer's event, he could exchange it for about two hundred thousand Soul Coins. If he added the one hundred thousand Soul Coins, he would have earned a lot in this year's celebration.
The other two contestants had different reactions. No.611's eyes were dazzled and he was extremely excited, but No.9953 was not moved at all.
Because to Shui Linglong, money was really not that important.
Some people were happy, some people were sad. Those who were eliminated all sighed with regret. One hundred thousand Soul Coins was not a small amount even for the inner disciples. For the outer disciples, it was a huge sum of money that could greatly improve their strength!
"That's awesome. Lin Feng and Shui Linglong actually made it to the final round." Feng Shao laughed heartily.
"Oh, one hundred thousand Soul Coins." Meng Huo's cheeks twitched as he felt a heartache.
"Well, it's not destined to be yours." Bai Yi patted Meng Huo's shoulder and laughed, "Let's see who has a better memory, Lin Feng or Shui Linglong."
…
Who had a better memory?
Not only the surrounding martial artists wanted to know, but Zhu Ling also wanted to know.
Zhu Ling laughed heartily. Her bright eyes had a glimmer that no one could see. She clapped her hands and said, "Well, now the final round begins. The rules are very simple. Each of you has ten seconds. Whoever remembers the most time will be the champion!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhu Ling instantly threw three thick books to Lin Feng and the other two.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The three books fell into the hands of the three contestants at the same time.
Lin Feng's eyes lit up. This skill seemed simple, but in fact, it was extremely complicated.
It should be known that the three contestants were in different positions. It was even more difficult to control three different forces at the same time and to be so precise. The most troublesome thing was that these were books! They were made of paper. One had to control the force and not cause any damage to the books …
"Amazing!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
He admitted that he could not do this.
"Well, the ten seconds starts now!" As soon as Zhu Ling's voice fell, the surrounding became quiet.
No one dared to make a sound, fearing that they would disturb the three contestants. In fact, if they were completely focused, they would not be affected by the outside world. Lin Feng's expression was calm. He flipped through the books quickly. Scenes were replaying in his mind like a movie. They seemed to be slowed down by dozens or hundreds of times.
It was very strange!
In terms of memory, no one could surpass him.
Lin Feng had a photographic memory since he was young. This was what he was best at.
“3.”
“2.”
“1.”
"Stop!" Zhu Ling's eyes lit up.
In an instant, three strong suction forces appeared.
The three books flew back to Zhu Ling's hands. Lin Feng's eyes lit up, but he did not stop her.
At this moment …
Whoosh! The light shield appeared again.
In an instant, a sheet of white pages appeared. Lin Feng instantly understood.
Using his hand as a pen, Lin Feng wrote rapidly. The same scene happened in front of Shui Linglong and the young man in No.611.
It was a decisive match.
Who would have the last laugh?
Zhu Ling's eyes were burning. Her expression was calm, but she was extremely focused.
"The King of Shorthand, Liu Fei Yun." Zhu Ling's lips curled up. "I'm sorry, I'm borrowing you for a test."
"I'm very curious. What kind of potential does this Lin Feng have …"
…
Time passed quickly.
Everyone held their breaths and watched.
As time passed, number 611 Liu Fei Yun's expression gradually became serious. However, Shui Linglong and Lin Feng were still writing as if they were gods.
In an instant …
"Bang!" The white light shield exploded.
Liu Fei Yun's face was pale. His forehead was full of cold sweat.
"Failed." Zhu Ling's voice was calm, but she was shocked.
She did not expect that the famous King of Shorthand, Liu Fei Yun, would lose to a newcomer.
And there were two of them!
"Isn't he the King of Shorthand, Liu Fei Yun?" Someone in the crowd recognized him.
"It's really him. I didn't see him clearly just now."
"It can't be. The King of Shorthand is the first to be eliminated?"
"Where did those two guys come from?!"
A stone stirred up a thousand ripples. The elimination of the King of Shorthand, Liu Fei Yun, did not cause the crowd to lose interest. Instead, it caused the competition to reach a climax. Witnessing the competition between Lin Feng and Shui Linglong, the crowd widened their eyes and their heartbeats sped up.
…
One page after another.
It was already clear who was stronger and who was weaker.
Lin Feng wrote faster and faster. However, Shui Linglong felt that she could not keep up. Her writing became slower and slower.
As time passed, finally …
"Bang!" After Liu Fei Yun, Shui Linglong was the second to be eliminated.
The only one left was Lin Feng!
The competition had already ended.
Lin Feng wrote a total of 75 pages. Compared to Liu Fei Yun's 33 pages and Shui Linglong's 67 pages, he had completely surpassed them. However, Zhu Ling did not stop him. The competition continued. In fact, Lin Feng did not know that his two opponents had already surrendered.
Actually, just like cultivation, the real opponent of a martial artist was —
Only himself!
"Amazing."
"Really amazing!"
Zhu Ling's eyes shone. She was shocked.
"What a terrifying memory."
"He's stronger than me!"
Zhu Ling was already convinced by Lin Feng. What he was most proud of was his photographic memory. However, for this book, he could only write 80 pages in ten seconds. However, Lin Feng had already written 95 pages!
Moreover, he did not stop!
The further he went, the greater the gap.
Even the difference of one page was like heaven and earth.
Lin Feng was still continuing!
97.
98.
99!
"Wow!" Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly as he stopped writing.
He wrote a total of 100 pages before he announced the end. It was meaningless to continue writing.
Lin Feng's expression was indifferent. He looked around. At this moment, there was no one else but him.
He had already won.
"100 pages."
"What a monster!"
Zhu Ling felt helpless. She was completely defeated.
Perhaps she was stronger than Lin Feng by a lot, but that was because she was older than Lin Feng.
In the field that she was most proud of, she was completely defeated by Lin Feng.
However, what Zhu Ling did not know was that …
It was not Lin Feng's limit.
…
"Champion!"
"100,000 Soul Coins!"
"Amazing!"
…
There was a commotion below. Everyone was cheering for Lin Feng.
He wrote a total of 100 pages. Such an impressive memory made everyone's hair stand on end. They were extremely excited.
Even Liu Fei Yun had the word 'convinced' written on his face. He was clapping for Lin Feng. Shui Linglong's eyes shone as she looked at Lin Feng with a smile. The ones who were clapping the most were Young Master Hua, Meng Huo, and the others. Seeing that Lin Feng had won, everyone's face lit up.
"Let's go." Lin Feng received a gold card from the Qin Chamber of Commerce and waved it with a smile.
"Wow, everyone has a share!" Young Master Hua cheered.
"That's right. Treat us to a meal, Lin Feng!" Meng Huo's eyes lit up.
"What's the problem? Let's go." Lin Feng smiled. Feeling the joy of the crowd, he felt warm in his heart.
To him, the most important thing in this year's celebration was not how many Soul Coins he had won. It was …
Winning a lot of sincere friendship.
…
The competition was over.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Zhu Ling's eyes flickered.
"The strongest newcomer indeed lives up to his name."
"I don't know if Master has noticed that if such a talent is buried in the outer sect …"
"Tsk tsk, it's indeed a pity."
Zhu Ling muttered in her heart. In an instant, she flashed past and disappeared.
…
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