Chapter 20 Rush to the rankings, 57 consecutive victories
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Feng Chui You Dian Xian
Chapter 20 Rush to the rankings, 57 consecutive victories
But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, it is normal. It is the first time to participate in a competition, and naturally it will not arrange strong people. It is not normal if the strong ones are ranked.
The referee came forward and motioned for the two to say hello.
"I surrender!"
"what?"
Before Lu Leng could react, the girl ran straight towards him with excitement on her face, "Lu Leng, it's really you. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's great. Sure enough, a real person looks more handsome. Please sign me... Wow, you're really handsome..."
She was still there non-stop, but Lu Liangliang had a questioning expression on his face, "You know me?"
"I know you, you are Lu Leng."
"But I don't know you."
"It's okay, I'm the Leng Leng fan club, which is your fan club." The girl said with a smile.
"Fan fan club? When did it start?" Lu Leng saw that she was dressed in ordinary clothes, she didn't look like she could afford a fan fan club.
"I established it a month and a half ago. I'm still the president. My name is Dudu."
Lu Leng looked at her baby's fat face, not tall, loli-shaped, with a small dimple when she smiled, really worthy of the name Dudu.
"You are still the president, how many fans do you have?" Lu Leng asked curiously.
"Add me, a total of three!"
"Three..."
"Don't worry, with me as the president here, as long as Leng Leng plays well, I can help you grow up and become the number one fan club of Wuhun Academy."
Lu Leng thought in his heart, cooperating with me to work part-time, you can enjoy it.
After fooling around with a few words and dismissing the Dudu, Lu Leng came to the registration office again, "I want to continue the game."
"Okay." The girl quickly registered him.
After a while, Lu Leng entered the arena again.This time it was a boy with an eighth-level soul power. He also recognized Lu Leng, but he didn't directly choose to admit defeat.
Lu Leng relaxed and sent him home with one kick.
And that Dudu, who didn't know when he appeared again, frantically called him from below.
Although she was the only one, it felt like the whole place belonged to her.
Afterwards, Lu Leng continued to compete. From morning to night, Lu Leng played a total of ten games, winning all ten games, and all of them resolved the battle with one kick. This made Lu Leng a little famous among the students of the junior college.
At the same time, his ranking reached 180!
"There is a long way to go." Lu Leng sighed, and then returned to the dormitory to recharge his batteries.
The next day, Lu Leng came to the arena early in the morning.
Unsurprisingly, there was a massacre next, all ten games were won, and the outcome was still determined by one kick.After ten matches, Lu Leng's ranking rose by leaps and bounds, reaching 97th place!
"Cold! A cold kick! A cold kick!"
"So handsome!!"
"Ah~"
"..."
When Lu Leng took down an opponent, he heard a beeping sound, and turned his head to see that she was indeed cheering.It's just that this time she wasn't alone, and she brought six little fans.Seeing Lu Leng's victory, they ran over to ask for autographs.
"How about it? In just one day, I more than doubled the fan club!" Dudu said as if asking for credit.
Lu Leng signed his name in his hand, with a smile on his face, "Yeah, three people turned into seven people, but it doubled in size! There are more..."
Lu Leng finished signing and was about to drink his saliva when three little girls suddenly appeared, "Leng Leng, I want to sign too!!"
Lu Leng stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Dudu, "I want to sign, have you joined the club yet?"
"No……"
"Pay the membership fee first, a gold soul coin."
"I'll give it first."
"I'll give you two."
"..."
Lu Leng was speechless, good guy, he was waiting here, now he is really a part-time job.
Suddenly, the token in Lu Leng's hand vibrated: Arrive at the NO.10 arena within 11 minutes, and if you arrive late, you will be judged as a failure!
Lu smiled coldly and walked towards the NO.11 arena.
When he arrived, there were already people waiting in the arena. It was a strong man, about 14 years old.
"Boy, this is the end of your [-]-game winning streak, let me finish it!" This person obviously didn't know Lu Leng.Otherwise, knowing that Lu Leng had won [-] consecutive victories, he would dare to speak in such a crazy tone.
"Zhao Hu, who is ranked 820 and [-]nd, yes, defeating you is a big step closer to my goal." Lu Leng heard the news from Dudu, and smiled lightly.
"I hope you can still be so confident later." After finishing speaking, Zhao Hu shouted loudly, and a red tiger appeared behind him.
"Zhao Hu, the thirtieth-level battle soul master, the red flame tiger of the martial soul!"
"Lu Leng, a level 24 great soul master, Wuhun Zhanluo!"
Zhao Hu frowned, "Don't even open the soul ring, are you looking down on me?"
Lu Leng couldn't deny it. To deal with him, there was really no need to open the soul ring.Besides, if he activates the spirit ring, the effect may be too sensational, and he may even lose his days of peace.
In order to be clean in the future, so, unless it is absolutely necessary, Lu Leng will not open the soul ring!
"Looking for death!" Zhao Hu roared, his palms were burning with flames, and he rushed towards Lu Leng.
Lu Leng's eyes moved slightly, there was wind under his feet, his figure suddenly flashed, a cold light flashed, Zhao Hu's figure flew out, and he fell to the ground directly.
The referee was still a little confused. After seeing Zhao Hu fainted, he suddenly came over and directly announced that Lu Leng had won.
Lu Leng walked off the field satisfied. Through Mimis' special training, his physical fitness is getting stronger and faster, and his movements are not clear at all if he is below level [-].
At the same time, due to his mastery of the soul power, when he was asked to fight with one move, it created an illusion that he didn't even open the soul ring.
And this is Lu Leng's most proud way of pretending to be coercive.
In less than a second, Lu Leng completed the actions of summoning the martial soul, drawing the sword, and retracting the martial soul. It was done in one go, the movements were chic, and he lingered.
It's a pity that, except for a few people with eyesight, no one saw it at all.
After defeating Zhao Hu, it was already dark, and Lu Leng returned to the dormitory.
Mimis probably won't come back in a few days, and Lu Leng will seriously make it to the list in the next few days.
Then, three days later, Lu Leng's ranking rose sharply, but the people he encountered became stronger and stronger. However, under Lu Leng's terrifying strength, there were still very few people who could resist his blow.
After all, his sword-drawing and slashing strength is too strong, the strength of a thousand pounds is [-] catties, which is not something ordinary people can bear.
At the end of the third night, Lu Leng's strong record of 57 consecutive victories made him No. 90 on the strength list.In front of him was Yan, No.90 No. 100!And his fan group also expanded from seven people to more than [-] people.
(End of this chapter)
But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, it is normal. It is the first time to participate in a competition, and naturally it will not arrange strong people. It is not normal if the strong ones are ranked.
The referee came forward and motioned for the two to say hello.
"I surrender!"
"what?"
Before Lu Leng could react, the girl ran straight towards him with excitement on her face, "Lu Leng, it's really you. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's great. Sure enough, a real person looks more handsome. Please sign me... Wow, you're really handsome..."
She was still there non-stop, but Lu Liangliang had a questioning expression on his face, "You know me?"
"I know you, you are Lu Leng."
"But I don't know you."
"It's okay, I'm the Leng Leng fan club, which is your fan club." The girl said with a smile.
"Fan fan club? When did it start?" Lu Leng saw that she was dressed in ordinary clothes, she didn't look like she could afford a fan fan club.
"I established it a month and a half ago. I'm still the president. My name is Dudu."
Lu Leng looked at her baby's fat face, not tall, loli-shaped, with a small dimple when she smiled, really worthy of the name Dudu.
"You are still the president, how many fans do you have?" Lu Leng asked curiously.
"Add me, a total of three!"
"Three..."
"Don't worry, with me as the president here, as long as Leng Leng plays well, I can help you grow up and become the number one fan club of Wuhun Academy."
Lu Leng thought in his heart, cooperating with me to work part-time, you can enjoy it.
After fooling around with a few words and dismissing the Dudu, Lu Leng came to the registration office again, "I want to continue the game."
"Okay." The girl quickly registered him.
After a while, Lu Leng entered the arena again.This time it was a boy with an eighth-level soul power. He also recognized Lu Leng, but he didn't directly choose to admit defeat.
Lu Leng relaxed and sent him home with one kick.
And that Dudu, who didn't know when he appeared again, frantically called him from below.
Although she was the only one, it felt like the whole place belonged to her.
Afterwards, Lu Leng continued to compete. From morning to night, Lu Leng played a total of ten games, winning all ten games, and all of them resolved the battle with one kick. This made Lu Leng a little famous among the students of the junior college.
At the same time, his ranking reached 180!
"There is a long way to go." Lu Leng sighed, and then returned to the dormitory to recharge his batteries.
The next day, Lu Leng came to the arena early in the morning.
Unsurprisingly, there was a massacre next, all ten games were won, and the outcome was still determined by one kick.After ten matches, Lu Leng's ranking rose by leaps and bounds, reaching 97th place!
"Cold! A cold kick! A cold kick!"
"So handsome!!"
"Ah~"
"..."
When Lu Leng took down an opponent, he heard a beeping sound, and turned his head to see that she was indeed cheering.It's just that this time she wasn't alone, and she brought six little fans.Seeing Lu Leng's victory, they ran over to ask for autographs.
"How about it? In just one day, I more than doubled the fan club!" Dudu said as if asking for credit.
Lu Leng signed his name in his hand, with a smile on his face, "Yeah, three people turned into seven people, but it doubled in size! There are more..."
Lu Leng finished signing and was about to drink his saliva when three little girls suddenly appeared, "Leng Leng, I want to sign too!!"
Lu Leng stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Dudu, "I want to sign, have you joined the club yet?"
"No……"
"Pay the membership fee first, a gold soul coin."
"I'll give it first."
"I'll give you two."
"..."
Lu Leng was speechless, good guy, he was waiting here, now he is really a part-time job.
Suddenly, the token in Lu Leng's hand vibrated: Arrive at the NO.10 arena within 11 minutes, and if you arrive late, you will be judged as a failure!
Lu smiled coldly and walked towards the NO.11 arena.
When he arrived, there were already people waiting in the arena. It was a strong man, about 14 years old.
"Boy, this is the end of your [-]-game winning streak, let me finish it!" This person obviously didn't know Lu Leng.Otherwise, knowing that Lu Leng had won [-] consecutive victories, he would dare to speak in such a crazy tone.
"Zhao Hu, who is ranked 820 and [-]nd, yes, defeating you is a big step closer to my goal." Lu Leng heard the news from Dudu, and smiled lightly.
"I hope you can still be so confident later." After finishing speaking, Zhao Hu shouted loudly, and a red tiger appeared behind him.
"Zhao Hu, the thirtieth-level battle soul master, the red flame tiger of the martial soul!"
"Lu Leng, a level 24 great soul master, Wuhun Zhanluo!"
Zhao Hu frowned, "Don't even open the soul ring, are you looking down on me?"
Lu Leng couldn't deny it. To deal with him, there was really no need to open the soul ring.Besides, if he activates the spirit ring, the effect may be too sensational, and he may even lose his days of peace.
In order to be clean in the future, so, unless it is absolutely necessary, Lu Leng will not open the soul ring!
"Looking for death!" Zhao Hu roared, his palms were burning with flames, and he rushed towards Lu Leng.
Lu Leng's eyes moved slightly, there was wind under his feet, his figure suddenly flashed, a cold light flashed, Zhao Hu's figure flew out, and he fell to the ground directly.
The referee was still a little confused. After seeing Zhao Hu fainted, he suddenly came over and directly announced that Lu Leng had won.
Lu Leng walked off the field satisfied. Through Mimis' special training, his physical fitness is getting stronger and faster, and his movements are not clear at all if he is below level [-].
At the same time, due to his mastery of the soul power, when he was asked to fight with one move, it created an illusion that he didn't even open the soul ring.
And this is Lu Leng's most proud way of pretending to be coercive.
In less than a second, Lu Leng completed the actions of summoning the martial soul, drawing the sword, and retracting the martial soul. It was done in one go, the movements were chic, and he lingered.
It's a pity that, except for a few people with eyesight, no one saw it at all.
After defeating Zhao Hu, it was already dark, and Lu Leng returned to the dormitory.
Mimis probably won't come back in a few days, and Lu Leng will seriously make it to the list in the next few days.
Then, three days later, Lu Leng's ranking rose sharply, but the people he encountered became stronger and stronger. However, under Lu Leng's terrifying strength, there were still very few people who could resist his blow.
After all, his sword-drawing and slashing strength is too strong, the strength of a thousand pounds is [-] catties, which is not something ordinary people can bear.
At the end of the third night, Lu Leng's strong record of 57 consecutive victories made him No. 90 on the strength list.In front of him was Yan, No.90 No. 100!And his fan group also expanded from seven people to more than [-] people.
(End of this chapter)
