The world's top martial artist: I can optimize everything!

Huang Youming didn't expect Zeng Ming to be so optimistic about Lin Feng.

Lin Feng had given up three rounds of the competition, and Zeng Ming was still speaking for Lin Feng.

It was outrageous.

"Mr. Huang, there are still very few people who bet on Lin Feng to win the first place." At this time, the young man came to Huang Youming again.

Huang Youming: "..."

Huang Youming's old face twitched.

Lin Feng had given up three rounds in a row. Anyone with a normal mind would never bet on Lin Feng to win the first place.

Huang Youming sighed and said, "Let's adjust Lin Feng's odds to 1:3000."

"Mr. Huang, I understand." The young man nodded and retreated.

Boom!

The deafening explosion echoed.

The violent energy ripples swept over.

The competition is still going on.

Shen Ao, Xu Yuanfang, and Li Qian fought five times in succession. The three of them won all five games and scored 25 points, tied for first place.

According to the rules of this competition, after the total score reaches 25 points, they can enter the next round first and compete for the first place in this competition.

However, there are only four places for the first place in the competition, and Shen Ao, Xu Yuanfang, and Li Qian have already occupied three seats.

Now there is only one seat left.

The competition among the remaining people is also more intense.

"Next, Lin Feng will fight Wang Tong!"

The voice of the virtual man sounded again.

A tall young man with muscles all over his body strode to the center of the martial arts training ground.

This tall young man is called Wang Tong, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of the War Lord Realm.

In the previous five competitions, Wang Tong had a good performance.

Among them, in the fifth battle, Wang Tong lost to Li Qian, which was also his only defeat in the five competitions.

Now his total score is 20 points.

He only needs to win one more game to enter the next round.

The remaining contestants can only compete for the rankings after the fourth place.

"Fuck, Lin Feng is not going to send Wang Tong straight to the finals, right?"

"Damn, it's good for Lin Feng to come out and fight, does he really want to send Wang Tong straight to the finals?"

"I'm only one victory away from winning the last game, if Wang Tong enters the finals, I won't have a chance."

"What a pity, I'm only one game away from winning."

There was a lot of noise all around.

Wang Tong raised his mouth corners and smiled.

He seemed to have started celebrating his victory in advance.

"What's going on with Lin Feng? Why hasn't he come yet?" Zhao Ming frowned, extremely anxious.

Jiang Yang and Zhang Meimei looked solemn and silent.

After a while, Jiang Yang opened his mouth and said, "I heard from Assistant Zeng that Lin Feng is still refining the Tianxin Flame."

"It's been so many days, even if Lin Feng is refining the Tianxin Flame, he should have finished it." Zhao Ming said worriedly, "What I'm worried about now is whether Lin Feng encountered any danger in the process of refining the Tianxin Flame."

"That's really possible." Jiang Yang was silent for a moment, and said, "Why don't we go to Lin Feng's dormitory to take a look?"

"Wait a little longer." Zhao Ming looked at the center of the martial arts training ground.

Jiang Yang and Zhang Meimei also looked over.

"Xiaolong, Lin Feng may feel embarrassed, so he gave up this competition directly. Can you announce the result directly?" Wang Tong looked at the virtual man.

The virtual man picked up the microphone and said loudly, "Lin Feng is not present in this round..."

"Sorry, I'm late." At this time, a translucent Lin Feng suddenly appeared in the center of the martial arts training ground.

"This... is this a spiritual body?!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"It's really a spiritual body! Lin Feng's spiritual body is so strong?!"

"No way, even a warrior in the realm of war master can't condense a spiritual body with spiritual power, but Lin Feng can actually condense a spiritual body with spiritual power?!"

"Lin Feng's spiritual power is so strong?! He can actually condense a spiritual body with spiritual power."

The people around him widened their eyes and stared blankly at the translucent Lin Feng in the center of the martial arts training ground.

Wang Tong, who was standing next to him, frowned even more, and his face became more solemn.

Lin Feng seemed to have become even more powerful!

Swish!

At this time, Lin Feng's spiritual body gradually solidified.

Lin Feng himself appeared at the scene.

"What a fast speed!" Wang Tong's pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of surprise.

At that moment just now, Wang Tong didn't even see how Lin Feng appeared in front of him.

The most important thing is that Lin Feng's breath is now extremely strong.

Lin Feng's cultivation has reached the fourth level of the War Lord Realm!

"Lin Feng is finally here!" Zhao Ming was very excited.

"Hahaha, Lin Feng is finally here." Jiang Yang and Zhang Meimei smiled.

Sitting right aboveZeng Ming slapped the armrest of his chair and said excitedly: "Lin Feng is finally here."

"I can finally put my heart at ease."

"Ahem, Assistant Zeng, Lin Feng hasn't won a single victory yet." Huang Youming, who was sitting next to him, reminded: "Among the students participating in the competition this time, several have already won four games."

"Those people may get the last spot first."

"That's not necessarily true." Zeng Ming took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The matching mechanism of artificial intelligence is very smart. Under the matching of artificial intelligence, no genius will be missed."

"In other words, if Lin Feng's performance in this game is shocking enough, artificial intelligence will give Lin Feng a chance to let the other contestants who have won four games match Lin Feng."

Huang Youming: "..."

Huang Youming's expression froze, and he moved his mouth, "Can it be played like this?"

"Nonsense, if artificial intelligence is not smart enough and casually misses a genius who can win the championship, can Tianlong Academy still let him come for random matching?" Zeng Ming replied.

"This..." Huang Youming curled his lips and said, "Unless Lin Feng can beat Wang Tong in one second, Lin Feng's performance may not be able to shock the artificial intelligence, right?"

"However, Wang Tong's cultivation is at the fifth level of the War Lord Realm, while Lin Feng's is only at the fourth level of the War Lord Realm."

"In addition, Wang Tong is also the top genius of Tianlong Academy. Even if Lin Feng is so powerful, he can't beat Wang Tong in one second, right?"

"That's not necessarily true." Zeng Ming raised his mouth and said, "Mr. Huang, let's watch the competition first."

"Okay." Huang Youming nodded.

"Lin Feng is here, and the competition officially begins." The voice of the virtual man echoed over the martial arts training ground.

However, the people around him sneered.

"Lin Feng is too shameless. He gave up in the previous battles against Shen Ao, Li Qian, and Xu Yuanfang, but now he shows up in the battle against Wang Tong."

"Lin Feng is indeed quite shameless, but does he really think he has defeated Wang Tong? Lin Feng is indeed powerful, but Wang Tong is also a top genius in Tianlong Academy!"

"Wang Tong is a top genius in Tianlong Academy, and Wang Tong is one level higher than Lin Feng. It is not so easy for Lin Feng to defeat Wang Tong."

The people around whispered.