Chapter 290 Fierce Battle

This Emperor Qin Xuan was worthy of being a heaven-level expert whose cultivation level was higher than that of Xuan Realm. He could see Lin Fei's details with just one glance.

"Haha, Xiang Aiqing, Lin Fei is truly a rare and outstanding talent. What a pity. How could you let such a talent leave your Huayang sect? What a pity."

"Cough cough cough"

Xiang Xiaotian was speechless when he heard it, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

"Yeah, right."

Qin Xuanhuang paused and said.

"Then Lin Fei and Yanyang Valley, do they really have any blood feud?

He was beaten into pieces with such punches, the cruelty of the method could not be greater. If there is no grudge, that would be strange. "

The owner of Yanyang Valley could no longer bear it.

"Your Majesty, this Lin Fei is so cruel by nature.

Before, when we in Yanyang Valley had not offended him anywhere, he brutally killed the grandson of our great elder in the valley.

Also killed at the same time were a dozen disciples from Yanyang Valley.

It is because of this that we in Yanyang Valley regard Lin Fei as our enemy.

It can be seen that Lin Fei's cruelty and bloodlust have nothing to do with hatred at all, it is just his nature.

In the future, this child will definitely fall into evil and heretic ways, and will not be a member of our righteous sect. "

Unexpectedly, a strange light flashed in Qin Xuanhuang's eyes and he murmured.

"One general's achievements will cause thousands of bones to wither. If this kind of character is not destroyed within 10 years, he will definitely become a great hero."

Lin Fei violently beat Peng Lang to death.

The first 100 games of the first round are all over.

In the first round of the first round, a total of 200 people participated. In the end, 100 people were eliminated, and the remaining 100 contestants were just qualified to enter the second round.

The old eunuch announced.

"The 100 qualified contestants, please return to the phalanx in the prince's palace where you belong to rest and recuperate.

Wait until the first round of competition is over before drawing lots for the second round.

The contestants eliminated by Tao can now leave the martial arts arena, or they can stay and enter the audience to watch the remaining games. "

Lin Fei returned directly to the formation of the Little Prince's Mansion.

As soon as he returned to the formation, Fatty Zhu immediately came up to him.

"Brother Fei, your competition is always so exciting no matter what time it is. I admire you."

"Haha, Lin Fei, although your competition ended last, I can see that if you want to defeat Peng Lang, it only takes one move. You are using that guy to hone your martial arts skills. Bar."

Wu Feifei's clear laughter also sounded.

This Wu Feifei really has some eyesight, Lin Fei thought to himself.

"Haha, Miss Wu has passed the general, and you won easily, didn't you?"

Lin Fei saw Wu Feifei's extremely leisurely look and knew that she didn't put much effort into the battle just now, and she probably won easily.

"Hmph, the villain succeeds.

This competition has just begun, and I haven't met a real master yet, so I am complacent, and I don't know how I will die by then. "

A cold voice suddenly came from the rear left.

"oh"

Lin Fei and the other three people turned their heads at the same time.

Song Yijian was seen crossing his arms with a dismissive expression.

Next to Song Yijian, Zhong Ping also looked at Lin Fei with disdain, unable to hide the disgust in his eyes.

"Oh, it turns out there are two mad dogs barking."

Lin Fei smiled lightly, looked away, and stopped looking at it at all.

"You are so presumptuous that you don't even know how much you have. You'd better beg not to meet me in the competition, otherwise you will suffer a lot."

Lin Fei's words made Song Yijian furious, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Oh, is that so?

Well, since you have such thoughts, even though you and I are in the young prince's house at the same time, if I meet you two in the game, I will kill you to pieces. "

Lin Fei said lightly.

hiss

Lin Fei's attitude shocked the other warriors in the little prince's house. The strength of Song Yijian and Zhong Ping were vaguely the top of the young warriors in the little prince's house. Lin Fei's words were undoubtedly a tribute to these two. People declared war.

Many of the young warriors in the young prince's house had been oppressed by Song Yijian and Zhong Ping. At this time, they all felt very relieved. Finally, someone dared to directly confront Song Yijian and Zhong Ping. This In the young prince's house, these two people are no longer in a dominant position.

Suddenly, Lin Fei felt that there were many murderous eyes on him.

There are a group of disciples from Yanyang Valley led by Han Ming, and more than a dozen members of the Blood Wolf Group.

Also, with Lin Fei's spiritual perception, he noticed that the warriors in the eldest prince's residence were also looking at him a bit covetously.

oh

Lin Fei immediately thought of the last time, when he directly took away Rong'er and Wan'er who were going to be the concubines of the eldest prince during the eldest prince's concubine ceremony.

Could it be that because of this reason, the warriors in the eldest prince's residence also have hatred towards me?

While thinking.

It's them

Two special people caught Lin Fei's attention

Lin Fei recognized these two familiar figures at a glance.

Suddenly, the anger surged in my heart and I couldn't suppress it.

The two figures that made Lin Fei angry instantly were none other than Luo Shaojie and Su Jiaqing of the Huayang Sect.

These two people were currently standing in the formation of the fifth prince's house.

"Hmph, if these two people meet me in this competition, they will definitely kill me.

My three years of insanity were all thanks to these two people.

And that old dog Luo Junmao, if my cultivation reaches a sufficient level in the future, I will definitely kill that old dog Luo Junmao to scum with my own hands."

"Okay, fellow contestants, the second round of the first round begins now."

The old eunuch announced sharply.

Then, many warriors found that their number plates emitted a white light and numbers appeared.

Boo hoo hoo

Each warrior was teleported directly into the arena by the teleportation power of the number plate.

"Oh, I have a share in this round too."

Fatty Zhu next to Lin Fei suddenly shouted softly, and a white light suddenly appeared on the number plate on his body, and then Fatty Zhu immediately disappeared on the spot.

Lin Fei was enveloped by his spiritual consciousness and immediately spotted Fatty Zhu's figure on the 75th stage.

Fatty Zhu's opponent was a tall and thin young man with sharp eyes like an eagle. The most eye-catching thing was his big hands.

His palms were three or four times larger than ordinary people. The entire palm was covered with glaze, and the entire palm was almost transparent. Crystal clear with no impurities.

This was a manifestation of practicing the palm technique to an extremely high level. Lin Fei made a judgment immediately after sensing it with his spiritual consciousness.

When the young man saw Fatty Zhu's chubby and short figure and the flattering smile on his face, he couldn't help but feel contempt immediately. His expression was completely disdainful.

I saw him slowly putting his left palm on his back and only extending his right palm.

"Boy, remember, I kill people.

I have only ever used one palm, and so far, only 7 people among my peers have been able to force me to use my left palm. "

As he spoke, the boundless palms completely erupted. Above the arena and above the No. 75 arena, palm shadows overlapped, like mountains surrounding them, wandering and floating, majestic.

"Ah, is it true? You, you, hey, brother, don't scare me like this, okay?

Hey, big brother, I say, we should consider peace as the most important thing.

My younger brother, Fatty Zhu. Take good care of me, take good care of me”

Fatty Zhu had a silly smile on his face and raised his hands in a very funny manner.

"Hahahaha, look, everyone, that fat man on No. 75 is a real treasure."

Waves of laughter erupted in the audience.

"Fat man, admit defeat yourself, or you will get beaten."

Some spectators whistled and joked.

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