Tournament Arena.

Male martial artists, the favorite is martial arts.

Especially the martial artists in this private hall are either powerful Qi Cloud Stage martial artists, or elite geniuses of major forces, all of them are dragons among people. Meeting friends with martial arts is the most powerful and concise way for male warriors to deal with.

"Great!"

"Beautiful, Brother Xiao's set of Seven Killing Sword Techniques has been perfected."

"Politely and politely, Brother Wei's plum blossom gun is a thorough understanding, I just have a slight advantage of weapons, and I can't win."

"Haha, there are few people in the Sword Killing Palace who are so humble."

……

Lin Feng walked into the martial arts arena.

The strong fighting spirit permeated the martial arts arena.

There were a lot of martial artists around the two martial arts platforms, and Lin Feng's eyes quickly swept over: "There are more than 30 people, 88 private halls, each hall can accommodate up to five people, calculated by an average of four people, a total of 352 people, and one percent is gathered here alone." ”

Quite a lot!

You must know that it is still necessary to get rid of female martial artists, remove those who practice in retreat, and it is even more impossible for the older generation to come to the martial arts arena.

"Killing Sword Palace, and... It was the tenth place in the Thirty-Three Continents. Lin Feng recognized it at a glance, basically the famous sect marks of the Thirty-Three Continents, he had already written them down one by one. All kinds of information are often important.

Lin Feng smiled.

After wandering in the hall for a long time, I have never seen a decent sect.

But as soon as he entered the martial arts arena, he had already seen two sects in the thirty-three continents, ranking within the tenth place, which was undoubtedly a good start.

"I didn't expect the Sword Killing Palace to come to this floor." Lin Feng's heart was light, and he suddenly realized: "I forgot that the top floor of the Dongling Auction House only has eight exclusive VIP halls. First come, first served, ten major sects, super forces, local forces in Dongning Continent. The wealthy and powerful families, as well as the powerful and the hidden and powerful, and so on......"

Eight, not enough points at all.

When the position was set, the moth-eyed woman had already reminded herself that one day later, the private room would be fixed.

There are 88 private rooms, but there are only 8 exclusive VIP halls, which is ten times worse. For the sake of face, the eight VIP halls should have been emptied. Moved by his heart, Lin Feng's eyes lit up: "Maybe." You'll have a better chance than Blade Villa. ”

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Dongling Auction House.

"What did you say!" Ao Lin shot the case and was furious.

"Guest, it's... I'm sorry. The auction staff turned pale with fright, and kept bowing and apologizing.

"Do you know who we are?" The leader of the guard, Li Jun, was full of expression, and his sword scabbard was horizontal: "Open your dog's eyes wide, this is the future helmsman of the Nirvana Sect, the young sect master Ao Lin!" I am the second largest sect of the Nirvana Sect, you let us live in a private room? Are you kidding! ”

"I'm really sorry, Young Sect Master." The director of the auction house was belated. Wiping the sweat from his neck, he apologized: "Because there are only 8 rooms in our VIP lounge in total, on a first-come, first-served basis, now... It's all set. ”

"Don't talk to me about these things. 8 rooms, won't you build the 9th room! Ao Lin snorted coldly.

"This!?" The auction director was in a cold sweat, and his eyes rolled, "Otherwise." Young Sect Master, you may wish to stay in a private room first, and we will immediately arrange someone to negotiate. See if any guests are willing to give up the VIP lounge, can you? ”

Ao Lin's eyes were cold, and he said arrogantly: "You mean, I still ask for them?" ”

"No, no, no!" The head of the auction hall shook his head like a rattle: "You are a dignified young sect master, what a noble status, I believe that other guests are eager to make friends and know you." Soon, soon I will come with good news, and I would like to ask the young sect master to settle down in the private hall first and rest for a while. ”

Ao Lin's face softened, "It's pretty much the same." ”

After that, he snorted coldly and left with a group of people.

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Tournament Arena.

The competition, one after another, was even more discussed.

Lin Feng stood in the middle of the two competition platforms, his eyes glancing at the left side of the competition platform from time to time, but he stayed more on the right side of the competition platform. There, the two sub-weekly powerhouses were in the thick of the battle, and the battle was smooth and fierce, showing the mystery of the Holy Qi and the power of the Ground Rank Holy Treasure.

On weekdays, you can never see it.

"Just watching the showdown in the first week is worth the ticket price." Lin Feng was quite satisfied. Right now, even if he doesn't have a 'mission' in his body, he can't wait to stay in the arena twenty-four hours a day, watch the battle between the strong people of Zizhou, understand the use of mysteries, and display all kinds of strange holy treasures.

These are valuable combat experiences.

Lin Feng was not the only one, there were many young powerhouses who had the same thoughts as him. Sometimes they looked at each other and nodded, which was kind of a hello. Compared with the liveliness of the fetal week martial arts field, the sub-weekly martial arts field looks solemn and solemn.

Ground——

"Next, I'll come!" A hearty cheer sounded in his left ear, and Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Judging from the direction of the voice, Lin Feng clearly remembered that it was the martial artist of the Hundred Refining Sword Valley, a man and a woman. Basically, all the martial artists in the martial arts arena have their own minds, there are no special rules in the martial arts arena, everyone comes casually, you want to fight, just go directly to the stage.

For Lin Feng......

The purpose is very clear, and only the warrior who fights the sword is meaningful.

For example, what is the use of fighting against the previous disciple of the Sword Killing Palace, 'Chao Wei', and making friends with a good relationship, and not joining the Sword Killing Palace.

But the Valley of the Hundred Refining Knife is different.

Although it is only ranked ninety-eighth among the thirty-three continents, it is one of the top ten sects in Dongning Continent, and it is also the highest-ranked sword sect in Dongning Continent!

"Senior Situ mentioned that although the Hundred Refining Sword Valley is not ranked high in the Thirty-Three Continents, it has a thin foundation in the Nirvana World." Lin Feng nodded.

As Situ's predecessors said, his current consideration is not the thirty-three continents, but the Nirvana world.

In the Nirvana World, the power of the Hundred Refining Sword Valley even surpasses that of the Rising Sun Chamber of Commerce!

"Hundred Refining Sword Valley, Ju Liang, 988th on the Bright Star List, seventh order of fetal week." The young man smiled and bowed his hand, simply introduced himself, neither humble nor arrogant, every martial artist on the competition platform would introduce it, after all, they didn't know each other.

Discerning strength is conducive to challenge.

"Wow! ~" There was a heated discussion in the crowd.

The disciple of the Sword Palace who killed just now 'Chao Wei' was also a seventh-order fetal week, but he was not included in the Bright Star List. There are a total of 1,000 rankings on the Bright Star List, and more than ninety percent are the young generation of powerhouses, and the remaining one percent can enter the ranking, if they don't achieve a perfect body early like Lin Feng, they have excellent bloodlines, super talent qualifications, and so on.

It can be said that it is not easy to be ranked in the star list.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, many warriors are secretly assessing their own strength, after all, too strong is not good, too weak is even more ugly.

At this time—

"I'll come." Qingran's voice fell.

A figure suddenly jumped into the arena, and everyone's eyes gathered.

It's Lin Feng!

… (To be continued......)