Lin Feng held the sign and turned around and left, saying to himself: "Li Yi, right... The young master of the Minister of War has always claimed to be aloof. Unexpectedly, he was also interested in this game. It seems that it was probably because of Meihua..." Lin Feng said as he turned around and looked at Princess Meihua's position on the high platform, but what he saw was a curtain.

Lin Feng couldn't see anything, so he snorted coldly and muttered, "What else do you say is that you are too beautiful and dare not let people see it casually. I think it's a shameful person, right?"

Lin Feng looked at the people under the same arena. As long as those who knew him, they would avoid them one by one, as if Lin Feng had a plague, he was afraid of avoiding it.

Lin Feng thought to himself, "This is great. If I guess it's good, there will be no suspense in this game to the final final, but I understand why it is necessary to arrange it like this. It is unfair to arrange it like this." Lin Feng thought about finding a quiet place to sit down.

Suddenly, Lin Feng saw a man in white sitting in the crowd, surrounded by a group of followers. The group was talking and laughing, of course, it was just about cheering up the men's competition, but the man seemed to carelessly. The laughter of others seemed a little depressed.

Lin Feng's mouth moved slightly and said to himself: "Is it you? Li Yi, it seems that you are not very interested in this game. Since that's the case, why should you force yourself?"

In the blink of an eye, the eighth game began. After Zhang Qian called out Li Yi's name, Li Yi stood up from the crowd. He walked to the under the ring, glanced at the ring high, snorted coldly, jumped over, and fell onto the ring. At that moment, the group of followers from the Li family cheered loudly.

Zhang Qian looked at Li Yi's arrogant and arrogant look, nodded, and said in thought: "The young master of the Minister of War is indeed different, he is so domineering." Zhang Qian turned around and looked at the list and said loudly: "The eighth game, Lin Feng."

Lin Feng stood up, he moved his body, and stretched lazily.

"I bet this trash dare not go up."

"Haha... this waste dare not go up."

"Hey, the waste is still the waste after all. Others dare not speak even if they spit on their faces. Do you think he dares to go up?"

Lin Feng originally wanted to go up in time, but just as he was about to walk out, he heard a heated discussion from everyone, so he simply stopped his steps and thought to hear what they wanted to say first.

...

Seeing that Lin Feng had not seen him come out for a long time, Zhang Qian thought to himself: "Is it really as the rumor said, "No matter how you look at you, you don't look like this? Alas, it's really disappointing." Zhang Qian shook his head and shouted loudly again: "Is Lin Feng here?"

"Oh, stop shouting, let's replace it. How could this cowardly person dare to play?"

...

The people below began to roar and asked Zhang Qian to replace him one by one.

Zhang Qian was very disappointed. He put down the list in his hand and said, "Is Lin Feng there? If he has not appeared after the third sigh, then he will be considered abstention. This battle will be considered Li Yi..."

At this moment, Lin Feng lit up his feet, and his body suddenly turned like a crane dancing in the sky, rushing straight towards the arena with extreme elegance.

Before Zhang Qian could express his word "Sheng" and Lin Feng had already fallen on the ring, he couldn't help but suppress that "Sheng".

Lin Feng looked down and shouted: "Lin Feng is here."

All the hot discussion came to an abrupt end in an instant. They looked at Lin Feng on the high platform, and they couldn't believe their eyes, and someone even said, "Oh! I've really gone up."

"So what if I go up, I'm still beaten down."

...

Everyone was talking again.

Li Yi looked at Lin Feng with an expressionless face, and a sense of arrogance appeared in his handsome outline. He looked at Lin Feng and said lightly for a long time: "I have given up on this competition."

Lin Feng froze suddenly. He looked at Li Yi and asked in confusion: "It doesn't matter if you don't fight, it doesn't seem to match your arrogant personality."

Li Yi turned around and walked over Lin Feng's back, his body slid down like a geese. At the same time, his deep and masculine voice came back: "If I want Young Master to take action, I will get the first place in this year's competition. At that time, Young Master will come to you in person."

Lin Feng was stunned. He looked at Li Yi's aloof back, shrank his neck, and said helplessly, "Did you win like this?" He said that, and exhaled hard, reached out and touched his nose.

Zhang Gan was also surprised by Li Yi's abstention. He sighed and muttered: "If you don't have the will, no matter how hard you force it, it will be useless." Zhang Gan closed his eyes vigorously, showed regret on his face, and said: "In the eighth game, Lin Feng... won."

Although Lin Feng won, he felt uncomfortable. After all, many people felt that he had won this game too easily. At this time, Lin Feng was still hearing someone saying that Li Yi abstained because Lin Feng was an unfortunate person, and anyone close to him would be infected with bad luck. Therefore, Li Yi abstained was a self-protection move.

During lunch, Lin Feng, Lin Rong and Lin Zheng finally gathered together, and Lin Rong asked Lin Feng how the battle was.

Lin Feng said helplessly: "Oh, it's exactly the same as I imagined."

Lin Zheng looked over and asked in confusion: "This is a good thing, why did Mr. Feng sigh?"

Lin Feng picked up the tea on the table and drank it all, saying, "It's so fucking disappointing. When it's my turn to the first, second and third rounds, as soon as I came on stage, my opponents abstained from it. Listen carefully, there are gossip everywhere now, dash..."

Lin Rong laughed loudly and said, "Is it really that funny? I'm so funny... Don't worry, they will see that in the final competition, Zheng Shao will not abstain."

Lin Zheng looked at Lin Feng and said, "Lin Rong is right, so be prepared first. Although Mr. Feng is outstanding in swordsmanship, we are the same master. Although you have the advantage in swords, my cultivation is above you. I also want to see which is more important, cultivation or combat skills."

Lin Feng laughed and said, "All right, if I want Ben Shao to do my best, I will say the same thing, that is, if that Princess Meihua has the capital to let Ben Shao do her best for her."

Lin Zheng became serious and said lightly: "I will see it."

Lin Feng picked up the teacup that had just been filled and said, "Young Master, Lin Rong, then we will meet in the end." Lin Feng said with a drink, stood up and returned to his ring to wait for the fourth round of the game.

The fourth game was still as Lin Feng thought. When the opponent saw him, the opponent didn't even go to the ring and directly admitted defeat. In this way, Lin Feng entered the fifth round again.

Zhang Gan couldn't help but shake his head after seeing it. He looked at Lin Feng for a few more times and sighed, "Is this your luck or an alternative shame? Alas, these people are really too secular and have a bright future. They actually gave up because of some rumors. Well, why should such people take on the important responsibility of the country?"

There were only eight people in the sixth round, and Lin Feng was in the fourth round, but his opponent was someone he didn't know.

In the fourth game, the opponent came on stage earlier than Lin Feng. He was from the border of Jin State, so not many people here know him. This person's name is Han Hao. Lin Feng can be sure from his previous games that this person's cultivation level must have reached the fourth level of hardness and softness of the body.

Han Hao looked calm and looked at Lin Feng without any fear. This behavior not only made Zhang Gan feel relieved, but also made Lin Feng feel relieved. Finally, he found someone who could try his skills.

Lin Feng's cultivation is also at the fourth level of the hardness and softness of the body, and he thinks that every level of his is much more solid than others, so Lin Feng is full of confidence in this game.

Lin Feng looked at Han Hao, clasped his fists and said, "Lin Feng."

Han Hao also clasped his fists and replied: "Han Hao, please."
Chapter completed!