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Chapter 1120 I, Lin Beichen, make money

It looks like a leg hair.

The question is, why is there a leg hair in the space of [Tower of Fairness]?

Lin Beichen rolled his eyes and his super high IQ started to work.

Obviously, it definitely didn't appear for no reason.

It must be some way of fitness assessment.

He couldn't help but think of a statement he saw on the Internet in his previous life: An interviewer was rejected during the interview because he didn't see a roll of waste paper deliberately placed next to the trash can.

, a painful loss of good fortune.

This leg hair must be equivalent to that piece of 'waste paper'.

So, in the past, so many people had low compatibility because they didn’t find this leg hair, so they were angrily kicked out by the [Fairness Tower].

That must be the case.

Wow haha, such a boring little trick.

You can deceive others, but you can't deceive a genius as wise as me.

As smart as me.

But how to use this leg hair?

With this thought in his mind, Lin Beichen stretched out his hand and took the leg hair directly.

Huh?

It's just very ordinary hair.

It seems to have lost its activity.

What is it used for?

Lin Beichen observed carefully.

At this time, the [Immortal Helmet] in his arms glowed brightly, and the lines on it flowed, releasing an even stronger aura that was exactly the same as the [Aragami Gloves].

"Is this helmet and the [Aragami Gloves] made by the same craftsman?"

"Could it be that the Immortal King and the Aragami are good friends?"

Lin Beichen thought so and put the helmet directly on his head.

Well……

A bit too big.

Eh?

Get smaller?

The [Immortal Helmet], which was obviously much larger at first, sensed Lin Beichen's thoughts and quickly shrank slightly, finally becoming just right to fit the size of his head, as if it was custom-made for him.

Lin Beichen shook his head.

Very comfortable.

It doesn't pinch the ears at all.

Not heavy either.

Wearing a helmet like this feels very safe.

"Why hasn't the fitness assessment started yet?"

He felt very strange in his heart.

Remember that other people’s assessments will end in three or four breaths.

I've been waiting for the exam for a long time.

Just as he was thinking this, the endless void around him suddenly shook slightly.

A strange repulsive force came from all directions.

"Oops, I'm going to be kicked out..."

"It's over. This seems to be a sign that the degree of compatibility is too low."

"It seems acceptable

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I admit that I am mentally retarded."

"What on earth is that hair used for?"

A series of thoughts came.

The next moment, the scene in front of me changed.

The surrounding void disappeared, and Lin Beichen's eyes blurred.

When he looked again, he had arrived at the Zhetian Hall.

It was very quiet in the hall.

Like a cemetery at midnight, you can hear a needle drop.

Everyone around them looked at Lin Beichen blankly.

Their facial muscles were as stiff as zombies that had just crawled out of the coffin, unable to make any expressions.

Even the Great God Ming Ruo, who was sitting high on the throne, looked at Lin Beichen with dumbfounded eyes as if he had seen a ghost during the day.

"you……"

Pan Duoqing's throat trembled, and the hand he raised trembled, as if it was a sign of an imminent attack of epilepsy.

Lin Beichen felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange on the spot.

The first thing he did was to turn his head and look at the [Tower of Justice] to determine the final mark.

Then, he was completely stunned.

The dark red metal tower body, with the scales from 0 to 100, all shining with dazzling light.

One hundred percent fit?

How did I do it?

A huge question mark immediately appeared in Lin Beichen's mind.

Then, a second thought came to his mind——

It doesn't matter how the fuck you do it.

The important thing is, it seems that I not only got the prize, but also made a fortune.

so excited.

so excited.

but--

Hold on.

Calm.

Don't act too flashy.

Lin Beichen took a deep breath.

I would like to ask: It is my first time to participate in the Zhetian Banquet and I have beaten all the genius exclusive prizes. I am about to receive 11,000 sacred stones. How can I act like I have participated regularly and won prizes? I am waiting online. It is very urgent.

Let me ask you again: It was your first time to participate in the Heaven-Zhaotian Banquet and steal everyone's light, win two prizes and get a bet of 11,000 sacred stones. What was it like?

It's a pity that mobile phones cannot connect to the Internet on Earth, otherwise, they would have to install a big bastard.

Lin Beichen slowly turned around and looked at Pan Duoqing.

"You just asked me what despair feels like."

He slowly lit a flower for himself and said, "Do you understand now?"

Pan Duoqing's facial muscles seemed to be out of control, twisting and twitching constantly.

"You...how did you do that?"

His voice was low, as if he was murmuring.

Lin Beichen chuckled: "I won't tell you."

Because of me?

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do not know either.

"This is impossible……"

Pan Duoqing finally seemed to have come back to life, roaring angrily: "How can you get a compatibility of 100... Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

The expression on Lin Beichen's face suddenly became ferocious: "You want to regret it?"

Others around him finally recovered from their extreme shock.

It's all very absurd and dreamy.

Because the picture they saw was that the moment Jian Xiaoyao entered the [Tower of Fairness], the scale values ​​​​on the tower jumped up crazily like a cat whose tail was stepped on, without going through each frame at all.

Climb up and reach the top in an instant...

It gives the impression that if it weren't for the fact that the highest scale on the tower was only 100, it wouldn't be a problem for his fitness value to soar to three or four hundred.

too exaggerated.

"I'm not regretting it, but you...you..."

Pan Duoqing's heart was already filled with turmoil.

He was able to get a 99 degree of fit because he had the hair prepared in advance as a cheating tool and the secret help of the 'examiner' Master Ming Ruo... This was originally a match that had been prepared long ago to make him famous.

's banquet.

But even so, I am not 100% compatible.

How could Jian Xiaoyao be able to get the full value?

Cheated.

He must have cheated too.

"No fucking nonsense."

Lin Beichen stretched out his hand and said, "I would like to admit defeat and bring you 11,000 sacred stones."

"You cheated."

Pan Duoqing roared: "You must have cheated."

"I'll be your mother."

Lin Beichen's expression became even more ferocious: "Hurry up and pay."

Then he added: "If you don't give me money, I will beat you to death."

This matter is completely justified by me, and I don't even need to defend myself.

In fact, at this time, many other contestants began to unknowingly favor Lin Beichen, feeling that Pan Duoqing was making excuses because he could not afford to lose.

"The [Tower of Fairness] is an artifact refined by the Cangzhu God himself. Who can cheat in it?"

"Yeah, I'm willing to admit defeat."

"If someone surpasses him, it will be said that they cheated. Then I will say that you also cheated."

"If you can't afford to lose, why bother betting in the first place?"

"The first divine warrior of the Flame God Clan, nothing more than that."

All kinds of sarcastic and sarcastic voices clearly reached Pan Duoqing's ears.

Pan Duoqing suddenly woke up.

Yes, this is a huge feast.

All rules are dead.

If I question Jian Xiaoyao's cheating, isn't it that I'm questioning the artifact refined by Cangzhu God? Isn't it a slap in Cangzhu God's face?

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