"Hahahahaha, as a representative of the Jin clan, I am the first to come out and compete with my friends from the younger generation of the human race. Who will fight me?"
A younger generation of the Jin clan laughed heartily.
Flying onto the stage, holding a red sword.
Lin Feng looked directly at the Heavenly Palace Saint and nodded to her! The Heavenly Palace Saint's sword was useless and she flew up directly because she was the most powerful, not in swordsmanship but in palm skills.
The Saint of Heavenly Palace clasped her fists and said, "Senior brother, please be merciful!"
It's just that in this case, the Heavenly Palace Saint doesn't know whether she can beat the opponent.
After all, the other party is a younger generation selected by the Jin clan, so he must be very scary.
The two of them made some preparations and started fighting directly.
The strength is the same, both are the Dzogchen Perfection.
But the Heavenly Palace Saint has earth-level martial arts, while the younger generation of the Jin clan has heaven-level martial arts.
The figure of the younger generation of the Jin clan flashed and he stabbed with a sword.
A golden light flashed, and the Heavenly Palace Saint pushed forward with a palm.
Rumble... there was a loud noise, as if the shadow of the palm was directly stabbed, and the next moment, the shadow of the long sword continued to move forward.
Pfft... The Saint of Heavenly Palace felt her stomach instantly become cold, and was pierced by a sword! In an instant, the Saint of Heavenly Palace was seriously injured.
The Holy Maiden of Tiangong was injured. In this case, it was very clear who was stronger and who was weaker! Obviously, the Holy Maiden of Tiangong could not defeat the younger generation of the Jin clan at all.
The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Palace covered her bleeding belly, quickly healed her wounds, bowed slightly to the other party, and said: "Senior brother is so awesome, I am willing to be defeated!"
After the Heavenly Palace Saint finished speaking, she flew down directly.
She was very unwilling to lose, but she had no choice, after all, she couldn't beat others.
But the younger generation of the Jin tribe did not go down.
If someone can play from game 1 to game 15, there is no need to fight at all.
Until the number of people on both sides is exhausted, whichever side still has people will win.
When Lin Feng saw this situation, no matter who he sent, it would be useless.
Because the Holy Maiden of Tiangong is still among the top three existences among the younger generation of Tianwaitian.
But as soon as he went up, he was instantly defeated by the opponent.
Sending others up again, the result is still the same.
However, no matter what, Lin Feng continued to send people up.
One by one, the younger generation went up, but no one could defeat the younger generation of the Jin clan.
This situation made everyone on the Tianwaitian human race frown.
I feel really uncomfortable in my heart. There is a huge gap between the two sides. They are really not on the same level.
Although they have the same strength, they cannot defeat each other even if they have the same martial arts skills.
The other party seems to be better than them! The Saint of the Wind Clan even said with a smile: "Sir, I think your human race is not very good. Don't let us down every time. It seems that we have played more than ten games, and every game
They all lost cleanly, which is not good!"
Saint of the Wind Clan, this is just rubbing salt into the wound.
Anyone who hears such words will probably feel very uncomfortable.
Everyone can hear that the Saint of the Wind Clan is making sarcastic remarks! Not to mention the human race, even people from the ancient ethnic groups are a little disgusted with the Saint of the Wind Clan.
This bitch really went too far! They still can't understand it until now.
Why does Lin Feng keep giving in to the Saint of the Wind Clan?
Why is this?
To be honest, since the Saint of the Wind Tribe appeared, no one at the scene liked her! This woman always had a condescending attitude.
Even if he didn't speak, they were disgusted... Lin Feng remained calm and said with a warm smile: "There is no question of giving in or not. The younger generation of the ancient ethnic group is indeed powerful, there is no doubt about it!"
Saintess of the Wind Clan laughed loudly and said: "I think you human race need to work hard. After all, there are so many of you human race, and I think everyone has a very good attitude towards you. I hope you won't let everyone down!"
What kind of bullshit is this?
The Saintess of the Wind Clan really makes people feel that she is becoming more and more hateful.
What she said, even though she was smiling, didn't sound wrong.
But every word seems to be directed at the human race! "Okay, Your Highness, we will work hard!"
Lin Feng responded with a smile.
But the other human races, the saints and the saints, as well as the master of the Tiangong Palace, the master of the holy gate, and others, are all extremely angry.
They really discovered that this woman was very hateful and getting more and more hateful! The battle continued.
Game after game... On the human race, the younger generation, no matter how hard they work, no matter how hard they try.
Still can't beat the younger generation of the ancient tribe! The younger generation of the Jin tribe has fought alone until now. After 14 games, no one is his opponent.
People live here, and there is only one scene left.
If you lose this game again, you will definitely lose! At this time, the Saint of the Wind Clan spoke to Lin Feng again: "Sir, there is only one last game left, how about you admit defeat?"
Listening to what she said, it was really outrageous.
Everyone at the scene wanted to go and fuck the Saint of the Wind Clan.
This bitch is so disgusting! All the people from the ancient ethnic groups frowned.
The look in the Wind Clan Saint's eyes was very disgusting.
The Saint of the Wind Clan angered everyone present except the Wind Clan.
The younger generation of the Jin clan has decided that in the last game, he will let go and lose directly.
No longer victorious... the Saint of the Wind Clan disgusted him! Lin Feng remained calm and calm, as if his mood did not fluctuate at all, and responded with a smile: "Since it is a competition, there must be winners and losers. Don't be discouraged if you lose.
Don't be proud if you win.
We still have one last game, and maybe there is still some hope. I will play this last game myself!"
Everyone nodded.
Listening to Lin Feng speak is much more enjoyable than listening to the Saint of the Wind Clan speak.
After saying that, Lin Feng finally let go of Xiangsi's delicate body.
Xiangsi looked at Lin Feng and said softly: "You work hard, I believe in you!"
Until now, Lin Feng had never let go of her even if he fought with others.
At this time, when he let go of her, Xiangsi immediately knew that Lin Feng was serious this time! "Okay, I will try my best!"
Lin Feng nodded and responded with a longing.
But Lin Feng still felt a little heavy in his heart.
He knew that this time the wind clan saint's conspiracy would gradually be revealed.
So he still had to be careful in the next fight! Lin Feng's figure fluttered and flew onto the huge arena.
The bitch Saintess of the Wind Clan spoke again: "Younger generation of the Jin Clan, you have to work hard and don't give in.
This is the most talented person in the human race. If you can defeat him, it will be a very glorious thing.
If you lose, if you give in and lose, it will be very humiliating.
Because you probably can’t beat him at all, so it’s too shameful for you to let him go!”
The Saintess of the Wind Clan seems to have guessed that the younger generation of the Jin Clan is ready to make trouble this time.
So I spoke in advance to remind the younger generation of the Jin clan.
Whether you let it go or not, everyone can see it once they fight.
If she didn't bring it up, others wouldn't say anything if the younger generation of the Jin tribe would let it slip.
After she brought it up, so many people from the ancient ethnic group looked at it, and it seemed a bit unseemly.
In what manner?
?
These words made the younger generation of the Jin clan very angry.
The look in the eyes of the Saint of the Wind Clan was very cold.