In the ring, during the battle between Lin Fei and Luo Shaojie, Luo Shaojie knelt down in front of Lin Fei and begged for mercy after being punched and losing his right arm.
Luo Shaojie's behavior immediately aroused uproar, applause and laughter from the audience.
The Huayang Sect was originally one of the five major sects in the Ziwei Empire. Most of the time when the disciples of the sect walked around the world, they were proud of themselves and were superior to others. Unexpectedly, the core disciples of Ziwei, who were dignified, actually cried bitterly in the arena.
He burst into tears and begged for mercy in public.
Disciples from other sects, especially those who had had issues with the Huayang sect, took the opportunity to make noises on the stage, and kept hearing all kinds of humiliating words.
The disciples of the Huayang Sect were all blushing and wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in.
The people who led the Huayang faction to participate in this talent exchange competition this time were the leader Xiang Xiaotian and an elder.
Xiang Xiaotian was sitting next to Emperor Qin Xuanhuang. Looking at Luo Shaojie's ugly appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head, and was extremely disappointed in his heart.
In the past few years, Luo Shaojie has gradually stood out among the core disciples, performed well, and gained the attention of Xiang Xiaotian. After vigorous training, and with the support of resources at all costs, he finally broke through to the advanced level, which is already the level of Hua.
Among the core disciples of Yang Sect, he has the highest cultivation level.
However, unexpectedly, this Luo Shaojie turned out to be a strong person but a weak person. Not only was his skills inferior to others, but his begging behavior made the entire Huayang sect lose face.
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On the arena.
Luo Shaojie was still kowtowing, with mucus and tears coming from his nose. His forehead was stained with blood when he knocked it on the marble floor of the arena.
He knew that at this time, he would never have the energy to fight with Lin Fei. His life and death depended only on Lin Fei's thoughts. At this time, the thought of survival overshadowed everything else, such as dignity and integrity.
Reputation is not important anymore.
"I can't believe how the Huayang Sect could produce a waste like you. It's really a disgrace to the Huayang Sect."
Lin Fei had no emotion and looked at Luo Shaojie kneeling in front of him indifferently.
"That's right, brother Lin Fei, I don't have to. I'm a waste. I'm not even as good as a dog. I just ask you to let me go. I will never dare to go against you in the future. Otherwise, I will be your slave from now on."
Come on. I just ask you to let me live!"
Luo Shaojie begged again and again.
"Hahahaha, Luo Shaojie, you and I are brothers in the same discipline. Although we cannot say that we are brothers, we still have a close friendship. Originally, there was no need to end up in today's situation, but you have evil intentions and want to put me in this situation.
You are so ambitious, it is impossible for me to let you go.
Remember, don’t be so vicious in your next life.”
After Lin Fei finished speaking, he moved his strength, and the air around him was violently stirred, and a small tornado rolled up on the ground. A fist containing 15,000 kilograms blasted the air, and thousands of troops broke through and rushed towards Luo Shaojie.
"don't want……"
puff
Just like a sledgehammer smashing a watermelon, Luo Shaojie's head exploded, dripping with juice, and all the contents of his head splashed everywhere on the ring, and his screams of terror stopped abruptly.
hiss
Everyone in the audience was shocked by Lin Fei's ferocity.
This Lin Fei was so cruel that it seemed that even his opponents could not escape the bloody end of being smashed to pieces with their flesh and blood flying everywhere.
"This man is ruthless and decisive in killing. This will definitely become the trend in the future!"
This is the emperor's summary of this battle.
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"Brother Fei, you are so fierce.
I must not meet you in the next game.
Otherwise, this competition will be in vain."
As soon as Lin Fei returned to the camp, Fatty Zhu came up to him with a flattering smile on his face.
"Hey, Brother Zhu, just pretend as hard as you can. You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. Your strength is well hidden."
Lin Fei disagreed and curled his lips.
"Haha, Lin Fei, I can't see through you more and more. Luo Shaojie's offensive was completely disintegrated by you in one fell swoop. I'm very curious as to what the light ball you released just now is.
What is it, a secret treasure, or some magical martial skill that Lin Fei has practiced?"
In the battle just now, the little ball in Lin Fei's dantian came out of his body. Only a few masters in the field saw that this was the magic formula that Lin Fei practiced, but most of the warriors couldn't see it for a moment.
After coming out, many people secretly guessed what the light ball was, thinking that it must be some precious secret treasure that Lin Fei carried with him.
Lin Fei and Wu Feifei are only casual acquaintances for the time being, so of course they won't go into details, they just smile slightly.
Although Wu Feifei was curious, she also knew that Lin Fei did not want to go into details. After all, everyone will have their own secrets, especially warriors. They have one or two unique tricks that are hidden from others and can only be used when necessary.
Wonderful effect.
After Lin Fei returned to the camp of the Little Prince's Mansion, many strong men in the field also paid attention to him. In these two rounds of competition, Lin Fei's performance was remarkable. Many young warriors had already
Secretly regarded Lin Fei as one of the powerful enemies that he did not want to encounter.
Of course, Xiaoyao taught Lu Wuhuan, the young man who wielded an elusive knife, and the strange man who could make his opponent's spirit collapse with just one look without using any hands. They were all the young warriors in the field.
Lin Fei, who is recognized as the strongest, has only just made his debut.
After Lin Fei won, in the next few rounds, Fatty Zhu and Wu Feifei also passed smoothly.
Fatty Zhu was still the same as in the first round. At the beginning, when facing the enemy, he smiled playfully and lowered his face to get close to the opponent. After breaking down the opponent's defense, he quickly turned into a bomb with the power of thunder.
The meat ball with extremely strong energy fluctuations will smash the opponent into pulp in one go.
As a result, many concerned Shenhan players also secretly became interested in Fatty Zhu, knowing that this fat man who looked harmless on the surface was actually a character pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.
And Wu Feifei also won relatively easily. Her weapons turned out to be two long pieces of silk woven with special materials. When they were spread out in the ring, the two pieces of silk danced out countless overlapping circles one after another.
Ring, the entire ring, with long snake-like silks dancing everywhere, like a sea of silk, the opponent's vitality martial arts attacks on these soft and tough silks, just like fists hitting a pile of cotton, there is no impact at all.
It won't work.
In this round, in addition to Lu Wuhuan from the Xiaoyao Sect and several other recognized strong men, several new and impressive strong men appeared.
A girl from an unknown sect fired a sword energy from her right index finger, distorting the space and easily shattering the opponent's energy attack martial arts, forcing the opponent to admit defeat willingly.
An elegant young woman, dressed in white, gentle and intellectual, plucked the strings a little, and played a substantive note of vitality. That wonderful note was like a sledgehammer, so powerful and heavy that it actually hammered the opponent into pulp!
A man in a yellow shirt, with majestic weapons and a face like a crown of jade, exuded an exaggeratedly rich aroma of medicine, transformed into a medicine cauldron, and instantly blasted his opponent into blood, mist, and flesh.