Lin Feng thought for a moment and said: "Congratulations to the sect master, the sect is changing and prospering day by day, and it will surely continue to be prosperous and glorious for tens of millions of years!"
He is well-equipped for a thousand things and cannot be flattered. After being praised by Lin Feng, Nian Ming suddenly felt a little elated.
A wide smile, wrinkles bunched up.
"Good boy, this is the first time I have heard you say nice things. Hehe, tell me. What reward do you want? As long as you say it, I will promise to give it to you."
Lin Feng didn't expect it to have such a big effect, but he was not stupid enough to actually ask for it. He would naturally give it to him if Nian Shan would give it to him, and it would be useless for him to ask for anything that was not given to him.
"It all depends on the arrangement of the sect leader."
"Okay." Nian Ming said no more. Seeing Lin Feng wearing a long splendid dress, he nodded: "Not bad. I know I'm going to receive the award today, so I dress like a human being."
"...The sect master has given you too much praise." You don't look like a human being! Lin Feng was depressed. If the Shaking Mountain Technique hadn't been too explosive, why would he wear that gray clothes every day?
"Xiao Zhen gave it to you, right?"
"right."
"I'm telling you, it looks familiar." Nian Shu chuckled and pointed to the podium: "Go over and wait."
"yes."
Lin Feng responded and came to the podium.
Zhang Xiaojun arrived before him. When he saw him, his face suddenly turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Feng, you actually have the nerve to come and accept the award?"
Lin Feng didn't want to pay attention to him, so he walked around and stood quietly.
Zhang Xiaojun was ignored and became even more angry: "Don't be complacent. If it weren't for your sneak attack, it's not certain who will lose and who will win. If we have the ability, let's fight again!"
Lin Feng glanced at him and thought to himself, I wasn't afraid of you before, but now that I'm stronger, will I be afraid?
However, I really didn’t want to waste time with this kind of person, so I shook my head and said nothing.
Zhang Xiaojun sneered: "I knew you didn't dare. It's a pity that you lost at the hands of a rat like you."
Lin Feng looked at him again, feeling slightly irritated. Why did this man act like a dog-skin plaster? Don't you want to ignore him even if you don't see it? I don't know what to do.
Zhang Xiaojun patted his clothes and suddenly grabbed Lin Feng's sleeve.
"What are you doing!"
Lin Feng jerked his hand away with an angry look on his face.
Zhang Xiaojun became more and more disdainful: "Do you really think that wearing good clothes makes you so noble? Do you need me to remind you, whose furnace are you?"
"Okay!" Lin Feng suddenly said seriously.
"What?"
Zhang Xiaojun was stunned, did he agree to compete again, or should he be reminded whose furnace it was?
"I agreed."
After Lin Feng said that, he suddenly took action.
The distance was too close, and Zhang Xiaojun couldn't react at all. He only felt that he was being blessed by a huge force. The next second, the world was spinning, and pain swept through his body.
"boom----!"
Bring down the mountain!
There was a loud noise, and the hall trembled. Zhang Xiaojun lay on the ground, spurting blood.
When Nian Xi heard the noise, he flew over and asked, "What's going on? Why did you do it?"
"He asked for it himself." Lin Feng pointed at Zhang Xiaojun: "He refused to accept it and insisted on sparring with me again, and then... As you can see now, Zhang Xiaojun overestimated his own capabilities, so I had no choice but to crush him."
Nian Xi lowered his head, looked at the half-dead Zhang Xiaojun, snorted coldly and left.
Zhang Xiaojun was lying on the ground, his body twitching non-stop, as if he was taking in too much air and not getting out too much.
When Lin Feng saw this, he discovered that after the power of Qi and blood evolved, in addition to being more durable, the second feature was that it provided more powerful power.
During the semi-finals, he needed to overthrow the mountain three times to defeat Zhang Xiaojun. Now he only needs one to seriously injure Zhang Xiaojun.
In other words, the previous strength bonus provided by the power of qi and blood was "1", but now it is "3".
A threefold increase is huge.
Lin Feng was very satisfied with the effect, clapped his hands and stood up again.
At this time, Mo Fengchun came to the podium.
When she saw Lin Feng, she paused and her expression turned strange, as if she had thought of something or was intoxicated by a certain feeling, her pretty face flushed slightly.
After a moment, he walked to Lin Feng obediently.
Zhang Xiaojun struggled to climb onto the podium and stayed in place with his legs crossed to heal his injury.
The scene was noisy. The disciples were saying something to each other, and the noise was endless. It was not until Nian Ming flew into the air that the chatter gradually stopped.
Nian Xi hung in the air, her voice spreading throughout the audience.
"In the two competitions held recently, everyone participated enthusiastically and fought with outstanding style. I..."
She spoke for a long time about the scene, briefly summarizing the process of the competition.
The disciples were uninterested.
Every time I have a meeting, I say this useless opening statement.
"I believe that in the near future, Hehuan Sect will become the highest mountain in the world of immortality!"
When Nian Shan said this, he suddenly changed the topic: "In order to encourage everyone, I promise that all disciples who participate in the competition can receive two bottles of ninth-grade Qi Gathering Pills."
When talking about the benefits, most of the disciples started to cheer for joy and shouted "Long live the Sect Master", while the disciples who did not participate in the competition looked unhappy.
"Now, awards will be given to the top three in the outer sect competition."
"Third place, Zhang Xiaojun."
After Zhang Xiaojun heard this, he stood up quickly and stood on the lowest stage. He wanted to wave and greet the disciples in the audience, but his arm hurt when he raised it, so he had to give up.
"As a reward, a high-grade magic weapon and a sixth-grade Xuan Ning Dan will be rewarded."
After Nian Ming finished speaking, there was an uproar in front of the main hall.
The best magic weapon is hard to find.
The sixth-grade Ningxuan Pill is a rare and top-quality pill.
Together, these two prizes are worth thousands of spiritual stones!
The disciples were surprised. Was there such a generous reward for just third place? What about second place? What kind of grand prize will there be for the first place?
Nian Xi delivered the magic weapon and elixir to Zhang Xiaojun, and the award ceremony continued.
"Second place, Mo Fengchun."
Mo Fengchun started and stood on the slightly lower platform on the other side.
"Reward a low-grade spiritual treasure." Nian Xi said, taking out a delicate and charming little red flower. The little flower swayed in the wind and gently fluttered its petals.
"..."
The whole audience was silent for a long time when they saw this.
Lingbao, as the name suggests, opens the magic weapon of spiritual wisdom.
This is not a question of how many spiritual stones you have, but how many spiritual stones you can’t buy!
Zhang Xiaojun heard the conversation among the disciples and curled his lips: "Can't you buy it in a limited edition? Haha, the Imperial Master can buy it..."
Mo Fengchun's eyes widened in disbelief: "Sect Master, you, you really..."
Do you really want to give it to her? This is a spiritual treasure!
"Take it." Nian Shu chuckled: "The sect will not treat any disciple with potential badly. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will get the rewards you deserve."
"Thank you, Master!"
Mo Fengchun was very moved. He took the little red flower magic weapon and held it carefully in his hands. However, the disciples were no longer in the mood to see her moved.
Their eyes were all focused on Lin Feng.
Third place, a top-grade magic weapon and a bottle of sixth-grade Ningxuan Pill.
Second place, a low-grade spiritual treasure.
So, what about number one?
Amid everyone's expectant gazes, Nian Xi looked at Lin Feng with a bigger smile.
"First place, Lin Feng."
