Lin Feng stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"
When the guard saw him, he quickly said: "You are finally here. Someone sent a monster. We don't know whether we should accept it or not. Please go and take a look."
Lin Feng was stunned: "Didn't the saint give you any instructions?"
"No."
"Okay, I'll go out and take a look." He called the guard and walked out of the palace together. When they came outside, they saw a black shadow holding a monster beast.
He was stunned: "Little bear demon?"
The little bear demon roared softly, broke away from the shadow, and threw itself on Lin Feng's lap.
Lin Feng touched its furry head and was about to speak when the black shadow came over and said, "The saint ordered this monster to be handed over to you."
"good."
He nodded, and the black shadow disappeared.
When did Yu Youxuan give the order? Lin Feng remembered the last time she talked to a group of black figures outside his cabin. It was probably that time.
"How have you been during this time?" he asked the little bear demon.
"Roar......"
The little bear demon couldn't speak, so he nodded and squeezed a few fruits out of his hair.
"You like food and are doing well?"
"Roar!"
"Okay, let's go back to the palace first."
Lin Feng was moved. He just mentioned it last time, and Yu Youshen remembered it and asked someone to send the little bear demon over, but he seemed to have made her angry.
He was going to wait for Yu Youxuan to come back, sincerely apologize and express his thanks.
However, Yu Youxuan didn't come back until the next morning. He felt a little uncomfortable touching the empty bed, so he sighed and had to go to the competition first.
The outer sect's martial arts competition was held at the sect's martial arts arena, where there were many contestants.
When Lin Feng arrived, he could only vaguely see Elder Wu Yong in the middle of the martial arts field and a young man beside him at the outermost edge of the crowd.
Wu Yong looks middle-aged, has a big belly, and obviously has a high standard of living.
The young man next to him is not Yu Shaoan, but a very ordinary-looking... outer disciple? Lin Feng frowned, he had never seen this person before.
Wu Yong was so angry that his voice spread throughout the audience: "This competition is exclusively designed by Zhang Xiaojun, the dream of 900 million fairies. Everyone applauds and thanks!"
Zhang Xiaojun?
Lin Feng applauded along with the people around him, and found that the young man next to Wu Yong was bowing with a smile on his face.
He is Zhang Xiaojun. When did the outer sect gain such a figure?
And...the dream of nine hundred million fairies?
What a coquettish nickname.
Many monks usually give themselves a nickname, such as Nian Xi, she is called Chi Lian Old Demon, Yu Youshen also has a nickname, she is called Evil Fish Fairy.
There are also spiritual Taoists, Master Dashan, etc. Master Dashan was later named a Martial Saint by the world.
Lin Feng felt that the Martial Saint was already awesome enough, but compared to the dream of 900 million fairies, there was still a gap. This was not something that normal people could think of.
The applause thundered and stopped for a moment. Wu Yong pressed his hands and continued: "This competition will adopt a new elimination system. All participating disciples..."
Lin Feng listened roughly and understood the game process.
First, there is the preliminary round. All 30,000 participating disciples compete in the martial arts arena. As long as they defeat three opponents, they can advance to the knockout round.
However, the knockout round does not focus on combat effectiveness, but only on points. In the end, the top 16 with the highest scores will be selected and directly advance to the top 16.
In other words, the participating disciples must defeat more opponents in the preliminary rounds. Only in this way can they advance. It's just a mess.
Thirty thousand people, crowded into a martial arts arena, are not allowed to have their brains beaten out?
Lin Feng took out the competition token. According to Wu Yong, this thing was created by Zhang Xiaojun, so the elimination system this time was also created by him?
When did the outer sect gain such a number one person?
Lin Feng was confused and suddenly found that the disciples around him were wavering and seemed to be thinking of giving up.
Think about it, if 30,000 people fight together, who knows what will happen. Originally, they were just participating in a martial arts competition for fun, but then they lose their lives or become disabled. What should they do?
Lin Feng's Adam's apple twitched, and he felt more and more that Zhang Xiaojun was really a genius. He understood even more that someone had already been eliminated before the game started.
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"I declare that in the autumn of the third year of Qinghe, the competition between the outer sects will officially begin!"
"The contestants enter and the fight begins!"
Wu Yong flew into the air, and his voice spread throughout the audience.
Is this the beginning?
The disciples walked to the martial arts arena without knowing anything. Lin Feng also squeezed in with the flow of people and quietly put on insect armor to prevent anyone from attacking him.
He saw Zhang Xiaojun grabbing a handful of talismans and jumping into the martial arts arena, but he was at the outermost edge.
When Lin Feng saw this, he turned around and walked back.
Although I couldn’t figure out the benefits of doing this at the moment, Zhang Xiaojun had already done it, so he might as well follow suit. After all, he was the designer of this competition...
When the surrounding disciples saw Lin Feng walking back, some reminded him and some laughed.
"Brother, the game has begun, you can't give up."
"Go inside, there are more people inside and there are more scoring opportunities."
"Don't worry about him, this is Lin Feng."
"What's wrong with Lin Feng?"
"I must be scared! He is a furnace, and his cultivation must be very bad. Let's go, let's leave him alone, and quickly go and get a good position in the middle."
"good."
"..."
When Lin Feng returned to the edge of the martial arts arena, he also saw Yu Shaoan in the crowd. This guy was surrounded by a group of people, obviously the thugs he had called.
If you have a chance later, go "take care of" him, Lin Feng thought, and glanced around.
I didn’t see Yu Youshen.
He participated in the competition and she didn't even come to see him?
Just as he was thinking about it, two figures flashed in the air, one of them was Yu Youshu. Lin Feng was subconsciously happy, and then his face darkened.
Next to Yu Youxue, there was a charming young man... I can only describe him as "charming". He was dressed in revealing clothes, had a coquettish posture, and was extremely handsome.
Okay, okay, he said why Yu Youshen didn't go back to the palace all night. It turns out he has a new love.
Lin Feng felt a little uncomfortable. His face was originally dark, but now it turned cold.
With a sullen face, he shivered whenever he passed by. Then he looked back and found that they were all human figures, and he didn't know why he felt cold.
The crowd gradually stood still, and the initial agitation disappeared. Instead, it became silent again and again, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that people could not breathe.
Disciples, you look at me and I look at you, but you don’t know what to do.
Suddenly, no one knew who stabbed whom, and the entire martial arts arena suddenly became commotion, with swords and swords flashing and countless talismans flying.
Fireball, ice arrow, wind blade, I don't know who I hit after the output.
There are often people in the crowd holding the token high and shouting excitedly: "I scored three points, I advanced!" Then this person will be attacked by the crowd, and then sent to the martial arts arena with the token, so that he will not lose his life.
Lin Feng also released the Mountain Shaking Technique in the chaos.
