He had completely forgotten about it!
Lin Feng smiled bitterly. Looking at his current 'embarrassing' appearance, he felt rather helpless.
Previously, he still remembered that there was such a thing. However, after fusing with the Phoenix Fire, he had completely forgotten about it due to his interest in cultivation. Lin Feng opened the Star Crystal Watch and looked at the time displayed on it. He let out a long sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, there is still a cup of tea's time before it starts," Lin Feng said.
Although he was number 881, his opponent in the third round, Bai Qi, was number 1.
Therefore, after defeating Bai Qi, he would continue to be the first to fight, regardless of whether it was the third or fourth round of preliminaries. Although the Vermillion Bird Challenge Competition no longer had much meaning to him, it would be too sullen if he lost without a fight.
Shaking his head, Lin Feng's bright eyes dimmed. His expression was calm.
Lin Feng rubbed his slightly injured chest. His skin was torn and his flesh was badly mangled. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he felt a slight pain in his muscles.
However, at least he did not lose his strength.
"I can still fight." Lin Feng's eyes flashed.
At this moment, the Phoenix Blood had begun to take effect. However, the injuries caused by the Devouring Fire were not that easy to recover from.
…
"Lin Feng, are you … okay?!" Lin Zhen opened his eyes wide.
Looking at the 'bloody man' before him, it was difficult to connect him with the high-spirited Lin Feng from a day ago.
What happened?
How could he become like this after cultivating?
"It's just a small injury. It's nothing." Lin Feng smiled. His face was slightly pale.
With the recovery ability of his Phoenix Blood, he would be able to recover in two or three days. As for the preliminaries … he would not be able to recover in time.
"You call this a small injury?" Lin Zhen was a little confused. He looked at Lin Feng and shook his head in disbelief. "Oh my God, what did you do to make yourself like this?" he murmured. Could it be … "Lin Zhen stared blankly and said in shock," You were ambushed? "
"That's not right. You shouldn't have left the cultivation room." The more Lin Zhen thought about it, the more confused he became.
"Stop guessing, Foster Father. I accidentally injured myself when I was cultivating." Lin Feng smiled weakly. Although his body was in pain, it wasn't as bad as when he used the Vast Star Pupil and the Vast Star Pupil. Lin Feng moved his arms and muscles, then nodded and said, "Not bad, I can use about fifty percent of my power."
"Fifty percent?" Lin Zhen was stunned. "Do you know who your opponent is this round?"
Lin Zhen obviously did not know that Lin Feng had slaughtered everyone in the Hongyi Gang that day. To be able to escape from Hong Ding and Hongwu with only 50% of his strength?
It was already quite incredible.
"Let's not talk about this anymore, Foster Father. I'm in a hurry." Lin Feng pointed at the star crystal watch.
After saying that, without waiting for Lin Zhen to react, he had already disappeared like a gust of wind, leaving behind a bewildered Lin Zhen, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What kind of situation was this?
…
…
Arena Number 10.
It was overcrowded, and the preliminaries had already entered the final round.
There were ten arenas, and each arena would determine a hundred spots. A total of 1,000 spots would advance, representing the power of the new generation of Shiluo County to enter the Vermilion Bird Challenge Tournament. The level-3 Star Sector-level warriors who had not participated in the first three rounds went up one after another to fight for the final spot.
They rubbed their palms together. In the lounge, the atmosphere was suffocating.
One step to heaven, one step to hell. The fourth round of the preliminaries was the most important.
Falling here meant losing everything, and all the efforts of the first three rounds would be in vain.
There was no difference between losing in the first round and losing in the third round. No one would care about the losers. All the cheers and glory belonged to the 1,000 warriors who advanced, representing the future power of the entire Shiluo County. Now, most of the nine giants and top ten powerhouses of Shiluo County had entered the Vermilion Bird Challenge Tournament.
This was the glory and opportunity of a warrior!
It was also related to the reputation of the family and the sect!
…
"So slow." Yu Yunlong frowned with his hands behind his back.
"Is it really as Father said? That Lin Feng is going to forfeit?" Yu Yunlong snorted, feeling disdainful. This kind of victory without a fight was great, but it felt like an unfair victory. What he wanted most was to defeat Lin Feng with absolute strength in front of everyone!
He wanted to prove to everyone that he, Yu Yunlong, was stronger than Lin Feng!
Much stronger!
In his mind, the figure of his dreams appeared, and a hint of jealousy flashed across Yu Yunlong's eyes. As the son of the Dragon Elephant Sect's leader in the Qianshan Mountain Region and one of the most promising new stars in Shiluo County, Yu Yunlong was proud and arrogant. He was extremely confident in his own conditions, whether it was strength or family background.
However, he had lost to Lin Feng.
In the battle for the "woman", he had lost completely.
He wanted to prove to Lin Yumo that her choice was wrong.
"Lin Feng is nothing more than this!" Yu Yunlong clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
When he thought of his beloved lying in the arms of another man, Yu Yunlong's heart ached.
Love was often only a thin line away from hatred.
Moreover, Yu Yunlong was too proud! He was like a lion, full of pride. Among all the contestants in this preliminary round, Yu Yunlong did not take any of them seriously. Fourth stage Star Sector-level, "Dao of Defense" had reached the pinnacle of the third level and was strengthened by the Elephant Xue Jade to the pinnacle of the fourth level.
It could be said that he was looking down on the entire preliminary round of Shiluo County.
Lin Feng?
What was he!
However, Yu Yunlong did not know that there was once a martial artist from the Scutum constellation who had reached the pinnacle of the fourth level of the Dao of Defense without strengthening it with an astral weapon. However, in front of Lin Feng, he was like a baby who had just learned to walk, unable to resist at all.
His name was —
Hong Jiang.
…
Time passed by, second by second.
"What a coward." Yu Yunlong took a deep breath and gradually lost his patience.
Dong! At this moment, as the bell rang, Yu Yunlong's eyes flashed with contempt and disdain. "I thought this Lin Feng was very powerful, but he's just a piece of trash. He knew my strength and retreated in the face of difficulties. Forget it, at least he knows what's good for him. "
Although he did not personally defeat Lin Feng, being able to make the enemy lose without a fight was also a manifestation of strength.
Holding his head high, Yu Yunlong was like a proud lion.
However, at this moment —
The light door flashed, and everyone's eyes focused on it.
A figure covered in blood appeared in an instant. His skin was lacerated, and one could tell at a glance that it was a fresh wound. His breath was extremely weak. Yu Yunlong frowned and looked at the person who came. There was a cold glint in his eyes as he gritted his teeth.
Lin Feng was here!
He obviously did not know that Lin Feng was already famous for being late.
In the first round, the second round, and the third round, which time did he not arrive at the last moment?
Whispers could be heard all around, all of them commenting on each other.
Indeed, Lin Feng's appearance was too 'eye-catching', as if he had just gone through a life and death battle.
Their eyes met!
Lin Feng quickly noticed Yu Yunlong.
Although he did not know who his opponent in the last round was, only this person's gaze was different from the others. His gaze was filled with hostility, mixed with all kinds of complicated emotions. If he was not his opponent, who else could it be?
"Sorry, I was delayed by something." Lin Feng smiled apologetically.
Yu Yunlong snorted, and his eyes shone. He said disdainfully, "You're injured to this extent, it's better if you didn't come. I won't feel good even if I win."
Lin Feng smiled, "It's just a small injury, it's not a problem."
Yu Yunlong's gaze was cold, "Don't use this as an excuse when you lose."
Lin Feng smiled indifferently and did not say anything.
As the bell rang for the second time, he rushed into the arena like a sharp arrow. Yu Yunlong put his hands behind his back, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "It's better that you're here. I want you to lose face in front of everyone and lose completely!"
Xiu! Following Lin Feng, Yu Yunlong swooped down.
…
Hua! A commotion broke out.
As Lin Feng and Yu Yunlong rushed in, thunderous cheers erupted.
This meant that the fourth round of the preliminaries had officially begun!
But …
"Look!"
"What's going on?"
"No way, how could this be?"
Everyone was surprised. When they saw Lin Feng covered in blood and injuries on the screen, the noise suddenly turned into astonishment. In the arena, huge screens were erected one after another, equipped with the most advanced and complete equipment. Therefore, Lin Feng's' injuries' were completely magnified in front of everyone.
Was this a joke?
Fighting with such serious injuries?
"Damn it, it's over. Why did I bet on Lin Feng!"
"Haha, he's definitely going to win this time. Although it's adding insult to injury, I like it. I've earned big this time!"
"No way, what is this Lin Feng doing?"
…
Amidst the hubbub, most of the people immediately did the same thing.
Bet!
They crazily bet on Yu Yunlong. The odds were originally in Yu Yunlong's favor, but now it was completely one-sided. Many of the warriors who had bet on Lin Feng were pounding their chests and stamping their feet. They were so angry that their faces were ashen. They did not expect this result.
They thought that Lin Feng was a dark horse after defeating Bai Qi. Who would have thought …
That something like this would happen!
…
At this moment, in the arena, the referee in charge of hosting the match frowned.
If there was no 'rest' time in the preliminaries, Lin Feng's injuries would be pardonable. However, how did he end up like this in a three-month break?
It was a little too inexplicable.
"Are you sure … you want to participate?" The referee hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Yes." Lin Feng smiled indifferently. His face was slightly pale.
The referee sighed in his heart and did not say much. This was not within his scope of responsibility. He was just asking as a matter of routine. Sitting on the stage, Hua Yidao looked at Lin Feng in confusion. He was a little confused and said softly, "This little guy really knows how to cause trouble."
Yu Yunlong sneered. His eyes were cold. "Lin Feng, you brought this upon yourself. Don't blame me for being too heavy-handed. Don't worry, I will at least spare your life."
With a weak smile, Lin Feng nodded at Yu Yunlong.
"Warriors from both sides, step back!" The referee in charge of hosting the match waved his hand and shouted.
In a split second, Lin Feng and Yu Yunlong leaped back, separating from each other and standing firm.
"The match officially begins!"
…
(Happy New Year, everyone. Everything is auspicious. Dragon Horse Spirit!)
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