Invincible Gun Master

Seeing that the two of them did not answer, Elder Meng's voice raised a little again: "Have you heard it!"

"The disciple respects the elder's teaching!" The two said in unison, with cold sweat on their faces.

Elder Meng shook his head helplessly. This group of core disciples were arrogant and arrogant. Everyone was accustomed to fighting against each other.

"The game is about to start, let's all sit down." Murong Yanran sat in the audience and looked down the stage, her eyes fixed on Lin Feng, with a warm feeling. It has been four months since she came to Zongmen. Now, she has always been concerned about the other party, and she is always worried about whether Lin Feng is being bullied.

Negative, good or bad.

In the square, on the ring, an elder of the outer door took two steps forward, looking at the noisy crowd below the stage and shouting: "Be quiet, everyone!" Then the elder of the outer door said: "This time the outer door martial arts. The conference is divided into 20 groups, each group has 90 people, each person will have to play ten games, defeat one person to get a point, each group only has the highest points

The top three can be successfully promoted to seed players and participate in the next competition. Divide the teams by drawing lots at a later time. "

In the maintenance and supervision of many elders, the outer disciples received their own group numbers one after another. I don't know if it was because of God's favor. Lin Feng, Murongtian and Yuan Tianzhan were actually assigned to the same group, the 20th group.

Everyone gathered on the arena of their own group. Lin Feng glanced at the turbulent crowd around him. There were just ninety people. In this case, three seeded players would be selected from these ninety people. On the twentieth group arena, there are two outer door elders acting as referees. Seeing that everyone is there, the bloated outer door elder held a box in his hand, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then cleared his throat. : "The next round

In the draw, there are a total of 90 bamboo sticks in the box in my hand. There are nine colors in it, and each color has ten identical bamboo sticks. Ten people who draw the same color are their opponents! "

"What do you mean? Why didn't I understand!" In the audience, Murong Tian was a little embarrassed, and the elder spoke too much.

"You're so stupid, what he meant was to divide us ninety people into nine teams, each with ten people, and then ten people for a duel!" Yuan Tianzhan patiently explained to him.

"Okay, come here to draw lots."

The three of Lin Feng moved forward and got their own bamboo sticks. The three got different colors. Lin Feng got blue bamboo sticks, Murongtian got white bamboo sticks, and Yuan Tianzhan got black bamboo sticks. sign.

"Wow! I am yellow! Haha!"

"I am also yellow."

"No, how can I be a perverted team with you."

"I'm black. All the black teams are masters. I'm afraid I will be the bottom."

"Fortunately, fortunately, I am white. There should be no strong opponents among the ten white people."

Among the people who got the result, some were happy and some were worried, all of them were very nervous and very nervous.

On the spectator stand, Elder Meng stood up suddenly, the spiritual power on his body was boiling violently, the huge martial art realm was completely radiated, and the spiritual power on his body turned into substantial ripples, becoming more and more red, like hot. Flame. The huge energy pressed Yang Tianxiao and the five people out of breath. With a wave of Elder Meng's long sleeves, a huge flaming red palm print appeared in the sky, and then he slapped it towards the horizon with a "bang". , There seems to be a big hole in the sky

, A faint voice came out: "Let's work together! The game begins!"

The word stirred up a thousand waves, and the entire ring of thousands of outside disciples instantly boiled.

"Elder Meng's unpredictable primordial strength is getting higher and higher and unpredictable." Looking at Elder Meng's back from the spectator stand, Yang Tianxiao muttered to himself.

"The low-grade martial arts of the Heavenly Extreme is indeed not comparable to that of the prefecture level!" Li Dameng beside him responded with a serious expression.

In the square, on the twentieth group arena, an outside door elder said to the audience: "The game begins. First of all, the team of ten people who have drawn blue bamboo sticks will come on stage!"

"Unexpectedly, I was the first to appear! I wanted to take a look at other people's battles first." Lin Feng shook his head helplessly.

"Brother-in-law, come on!"

"Lin Feng, don't be stressed."

Murong Tian and Yuan Tianzhan encouraged each other Lin Feng.

Lin Feng gave them a reassuring gesture and jumped onto the ring. "The ten of you each choose one to be your opponent, and the five who decide the victory will fight again. In the end, only one person can be left on the field! Remember not to hurt your life. If you find any offenders, you will be disqualified directly!" Aging body

For the referee, said to the ten people on the ring.

Ten people in the field, including Lin Feng, were scattered from each other, and each was choosing his opponent. Everyone's face was serious and fighting spirit was boiling.

Lin Feng didn't choose anyone. He knew that he would be selected sooner or later. As expected, after a while, Lin Feng was targeted by a dwarf.

The dwarf man came to Lin Feng slowly, with a sullen smile on his face: "Boy, I'm really embarrassed, I picked you up." Lin Feng saw his realm as soon as he saw it. Now his body is restrained, unless he is someone who is higher than his realm, otherwise he can't understand his realm at all. The short man looks very strange to Lin Feng and immediately concluded that he is a newcomer this year.

Outer disciple, the strength must be very average.

"Let's start." Lin Feng said lightly.

Seeing Lin Feng's indifferent expression, the dwarf man said with a gloomy expression: "Remember I'm called Wang Peng." Then Wang Peng snorted disdainfully: "Boy, you are too arrogant."

As he said, Wang Peng's breath of Qi refining eight layers swept the audience, waving his fists and hitting Lin Feng.

Lin Feng put his hands behind his back, moved his footsteps back, and easily hid in it, like an antelope hanging horns.

"Come again!" One blow didn't work, Wang Peng's fists changed into claws, his hands were covered with a layer of blue light, and he pulled towards Lin Feng's eyes.

Lin Feng was in a state of danger. With a swaying step, he came to his side, his shoulder slammed against his chest, and Wang Peng flew out.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Wang Peng knelt on the ground and couldn't help but squirt blood. Lin Feng's random blow just now was like a hill hitting his body, and his internal organs were tumbling. "Lao Tzu killed you!" After being hit by Lin Feng one after another, and seeing Lin Feng's way of putting Buddha never taking himself seriously, Wang Peng, in great anger, summoned a long sword in his hand and brandished a sword flower. , Stab towards Lin Feng.