Chapter 63: Special treatment

Such a scene does not stop in ten platforms.

However, if the wooden number is drawn out, there will be a special person to record it, and there will be no mistakes. At the same time, another empty wooden box will be removed.

With the results of the first round of drawing, the top 100 disciples contest officially began.

Who can be among the top 100, who can be included in the top ten of the foreign disciples, who can be a finalist, all from this moment.

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No. 7 collapsed.

The first round was No. 754 of the Seventh Heaven of Buddhism, and No. 782 of the Sixth Heaven of Buddhism.

A gap in the realm, the final result, everyone has a number, unless you have a special card, otherwise it will lose.

The draw is not good!

Of course, some people will ask why it is very difficult to implement the corresponding rankings without the primary and intermediate high-level downfalls. Once implemented, it will be very difficult, and it involves many problems.

In the end, the No. 754 disciple defeated 782 with only five strokes and was successfully qualified for promotion.

The fighting style is brisk, quick, and has the initiative. For the disciples under the stage, the role is undoubtedly huge. The same moves can be used in such a way. This can be a defense and open up a new path.

The accumulation on the martial arts road is precisely because of this, which makes many disciples, not secretly remembered in the heart, a little more understanding of the use of moves.

Don't underestimate the use of a trick, you can play a big role inadvertently, usually at a point, a fresh trick, eat all over the world.

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High-order and low-order, the battle is simple, all the big platforms, draw signatures, continue to continue.

Lin Fei was not idle, and kept watching. The three platforms on the 6th and 7th, and the three closest to the ring, recorded the battles one by one.

After three months of experience, Lin Fei knows how to accumulate and knows how to digest various battles.

Xuehai has no end to work hard, but does not enter and then retreat.

There are countless disciples like Lin Fei, who are on the outside of the fetish square.

Learn and study again.

One day passed by.

Early in the morning, when a rising sun rises, on the Shenwumen Square, the top 100 disciples contest begins again.

"The 78th round, 714 vs. 725!"

"The 79th round, 680 vs. 845!"

"The 80th round, 768 vs. 814!"

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A battle is not as long as a long time, as long as it is said by the outside world. On the contrary, it will be decided in a very short period of time, rather than being a family.

Masters have a trick, winning and losing, a move, a flaw, can often determine the outcome of a duel.

"The 102nd round, 707 vs. 736!"

The deacons once again picked up the wooden face with a blank expression, as if they had a deep hatred with the wooden sign.

Read and drop, people in the crowd, vacant, elegant posture, directly on the platform, the master of the seven-day martial arts, Li Feipeng, the foreign disciples among the disciples.

After hearing the report of his own number, Lin Fei took a breath and knew that it was his turn. He didn't have such a baggage and stepped up step by step.

When Lin Fei walked to the ring, many foreign disciples began to exclaim, apparently recognizing Lin Fei, a celebrity who had the feat of violent Zhang Wanshan’s younger brother. Later, he and the "small gentleman" said that there was no regret. On, everyone wants to see if Lin Fei is such a rumor.

Under the embarrassment, only one person is worried.

"Rely, how does Xiaofei encounter Li Feipeng, this guy, this guy has a body, and often can exhaust people, the most difficult to deal with, and the "small flying man"!" Supreme anxious.

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Lin Fei went to the ring.

Li Feipeng was excited and excited. He couldn’t think of Lin Fei, who had a very good reputation. He didn’t care about it. He heard that three months ago, Lin Fei’s strength was only four days of martial arts, three months, and How powerful it can be. As for the violence against Zhangzhongshan, they do not believe it. Certainly some people are picking up.

"The luck is really good. When I beat Lin Fei, Laozi’s reputation is even louder. A low-ranking disciple in the district is not honestly staying in the audience. Instead, he runs up to shame, not because he is beaten by Laozi. Haha, too fulfilling. It is."

When Lin Fei stood, Li Feipeng laughed and looked unscrupulous. "Lin Fei, younger brother, are you confessing now, or let the brothers send you down?" The words behind, aggravating the tone, what it means, clear and clear.

Li Feipeng’s remarks attracted a lot of attention. His face was even more proud. What seemed to be the result was the like-minded eyes.

Lin Fei’s reputation is not small, attracting a lot of attention.

Everyone wants to see what Lin Fei has in the end. Whoever makes the outside door pass is so powerful that he has become a genius disciple. Everyone is waiting to see Lin Fei’s jokes.

Li Feipeng shot, undoubtedly the most appropriate, martial arts seven heavens strength, not high or low, just right.

Lin Fei touched his nose. "The younger brother does not like being driven down. There is a hobby. Do you want to know?"

From the beginning to the end, Li Feipeng did not even put up a warning. He believed that Lin Feijinyu was ruined and could not bear a blow. If he shot, he would be able to lay down Lin Fei without a few tricks.

"Today, my brother is in a good mood. I really want to hear it. What kind of hobby does the younger brother have? Do you like to beg for mercy?" Li Feipeng laughed. "If the younger brother really does this, the brothers and sisters can accept it and send you a decent loss." Law, not to be embarrassed!"

Lin Fei shook his head and smiled. "The younger brother likes to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction, especially the brothers and sisters!"

In an instant, everyone laughed, and the laughter was not close to the mouth. This Lin Fei is too funny, isn’t it a different occasion? I dare to say such a thing.

Li Feipeng was originally in a laughing face, suddenly stiff in it, his face was very unsightly, sinking his face, sneer, "Okay, good, you have kind, the brothers originally wanted to give you a lesson, now it seems you can roll down It is."

"Yes? Should it be you?"

Everyone was surprised to find that Lin Fei on the ring was moving. The speed was not as fast as it was. He couldn’t see the shadow quickly. Some people even blinked their eyes and wondered if they were wrong.

Li Feipeng’s hand was just lifted up, and Xuanqi was only working. He was ready to use the boxing method. The ear suddenly came to break the air. The reaction of the warrior was sideways. The backhand was a “dragon tail”, and it was too late to think about it. How can the other party break through the line of defense and sneer in the heart, can this attack also get a hand? Your own "Dragons and Dragons" wants you to look good.

But this is not over, and there is no distraction in the ear.

"You reacted, stupid like a pig, I really don't know how to cultivate it!"

The ironic voice, Li Feipeng almost vomited blood, Laozi this speed is still slow? This is too bullying.

Just thinking about it in the heart, suddenly a huge force came, Li Feipeng's entire face was full of sorrow, that huge force came in, feeling the violent waves, he became a canoe, the whole body subconsciously flew out , there is no resistance measure that is too late.

In the eyes of everyone, Li Feipeng’s kite, such as a broken kite, actually fell out of the ring and his face changed instantly.

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