Chapter 495: Gathering of Stars

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Tournament field.

For male fighters, the favorite is to compete in martial arts.

Especially the fighters in this private hall, either the powerful fighters of the Qi Yun period, or the elite geniuses of the major forces, all of them are dragons among men. Making friends with martial arts is the most powerful and concise way for male martial artists to deal with each other.

"Okay!"

"Beautiful, brother Qi's set of Seven Killing Sword Art has been practiced perfectly."

"You're welcome. Brother Wei's plum blossom gun is the one that has a thorough understanding. I just took advantage of the weapon, so I can't win."

"Haha, there are few people in Slaying Sword Palace who are as humble as Brother Yan."

...

Lin Feng walked into the arena.

A strong fighting spirit permeated the arena.

There are many fighters around the two competition platforms, Lin Feng glanced quickly: "More than thirty people, 88 private halls, each room can accommodate up to five people, based on an average of four people, a total of 352 people, There are 10% gathered here alone.”

Quite a lot!

You must know that female warriors and those who practiced in seclusion have to be removed, and it is even less likely for the older generation to come to the martial arts arena.

"Slaying Sword Palace, and...that is Suihan Mountain, which ranks tenth in the Thirty-Three Continents." Lin Feng recognized at a glance, basically, he had already recognized all the famous sect marks of the Thirty-Three Continents one by one. Write down. All kinds of information are often very important.

Lin Feng smiled.

Wandering in the hall for a long time, but never saw a decent sect.

But as soon as he entered the competition field, he already saw two sects ranked in the top ten in the Thirty-Three Continents, which was undoubtedly a good start.

"I didn't expect Killing Sword Palace to come to this floor." Lin Feng thought lightly, and suddenly realized: "I forgot, the top floor of Dongling Auction Hall, there are only eight exclusive VIP halls. First come, first served. Ten sects, superpowers, local forces in Dongning Continent, wealthy and powerful families, and hidden powerhouses, etc..."

eight. Totally not enough.

When confirming the location, the crescent-browed woman had already reminded herself that one day later, the private hall would be fully booked.

There are 88 private rooms. There are only 8 VIP halls for single guests, which is ten times worse. For the sake of saving face, the eight exclusive VIP halls should have already been reserved. Moved by his heart, Lin Feng's eyes brightened: "Maybe, there will be a better opportunity than Jue Dao Villa."

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Dongling Auction House.

"What did you say!" Ao Lin jumped up. furious.

"Customer, I'm really... very sorry." The auctioneer's face turned pale from fright, and he kept bowing and apologizing.

"Do you know who we are?" Li Jun, the leader of the guards, said in a stern voice, his sword scabbard swayed: "Open your dog eyes and see, this is the future helm of the Nirvana Sect, the young lord Ao Lin! I am the number two of the Nirvana Sect! Da Zongmen, you let us live in a private room? Are you kidding me!"

"I'm really sorry, young suzerain." The director of the auction house came late, wiped the sweat from his neck, and even apologized: "Because we only have 8 exclusive VIP halls in total. First come first served, now... indeed It's all set."

"Don't talk to me about these things. There are 8 rooms, won't you build the 9th room!" Ao Lin snorted coldly.

"This!?" The director of the auction house was sweating coldly, and his eyes rolled continuously, "How about this, young suzerain, you might as well stay in the private room first, and we will immediately arrange a special person to go to negotiate and see if any guests are willing to give the honored guest Give up the VIP hall. Do you think it's okay?"

Ao Lin looked coldly, and said arrogantly: "You mean, I still ask them?"

"No, no, no!" The director of the auction house shook his head like a rattle: "Your majestic young suzerain,

What a noble status. I believe that other guests are eager to make friends with you. Soon, soon I will come with good news, and I would like to ask you, Young Sovereign, to settle down in the private hall and take a short rest. "

Only then did Ao Lin's expression soften, "It's not too bad."

After saying that, he let out a cold snort and left with a group of people.

…

Tournament field.

Tournament. One after another, there was a lot of discussion underneath.

Standing in the middle of the two competition platforms, Lin Feng glanced over the fetal stage on the left from time to time, but mostly stayed on the stage on the right. There, the two strong men of Zi Zhou were fighting fiercely, and the smooth and fierce battle showed the profound meaning of the holy spirit and the power of the earth-level holy treasure.

On weekdays, how can I see it.

"It's worth the ticket price just to watch the matchup in Zi Zhou." Lin Feng was quite satisfied. Right now, even if he doesn't have a 'task', he can't wait to stay in the arena 24 hours a day, watching the battles of Zi Zhou's powerhouses, understanding the use of secrets, and displaying all kinds of strange holy treasures.

These are all valuable combat experiences.

Lin Feng is not the only one, there are many young and strong people who have the same thoughts as him. Sometimes they meet each other's eyes and nod their heads as a way of saying hello. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the Tai Zhou martial arts field, the Zi Zhou martial arts field is solemn and dignified.

Suddenly——

"Next, I'll come!" A hearty shout sounded in the left ear, and Lin Feng's eyes lit up immediately.

Judging from the direction of the voice, Lin Feng clearly remembered that it was a male and a female warrior from Bailiandao Valley. Basically, all the fighters in the martial arts arena remember it in their minds. There are no special rules in the martial arts arena. Everyone comes here at will. If you want to fight, just go on stage.

For Lin Feng...

The purpose is very clear, and it is only meaningful to fight against warriors who wield swords.

For example, in the battle against the former disciple of the Sword-killing Palace, "Chao Yu", what's the use of making good friends, and he doesn't join the Sword-killing Palace.

But Bailiandao Valley is different.

Although it only ranks ninety-eighth among the Thirty-Three Continents, it is one of the top ten sects in Dongning Continent, and it is the highest-ranked sword sect in Dongning Continent!

"Senior Situ mentioned that although the Hundred Refining Knife Valley is not ranked high in the Thirty-Three Continents, it has a weak foundation in the Nirvana World." Lin Feng nodded.

Just like what Senior Situ said, my current consideration is not the Thirty-Three Continents, but the Nirvana World.

In the world of Nirvana, the power of Bailiandao Valley even exceeds that of the Rising Sun Chamber of Commerce!

"Hundred Refining Knife Valley, Juliang, No. 988 on the Yaoxing list, and the seventh stage of fetal week." The young man smiled and cupped his hands, and introduced himself simply, neither humble nor overbearing, every martial artist on the martial arts stage would introduce, after all, they were strangers to each other.

Distinguishing strength is conducive to challenges.

"Wow!~" There was a heated discussion among the crowd.

Just now the disciple of Sword Killing Palace 'Chao Ji' was also on the seventh stage of fetal week, but he did not enter the shining star list. There are a total of 1,000 rankings on the Shining Star List, and more than 90% are from Zizhou's younger generation. The remaining 10% can enter the rankings. If they don't achieve a perfect body early like Lin Feng, they have excellent bloodlines, super talent and qualifications, etc. .

It can be said that it is not easy for the strong birth week to be ranked in the Yaoxing list.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, many warriors are secretly evaluating their own strength, after all, it is not good to be too strong, and it is even more ugly to be too weak.

At this moment—

"I'll come." Qing Ran's voice fell.

A figure jumped into the competition arena in an instant, and everyone's eyes gathered.

It was Lin Feng!

…(to be continued.)

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