Chapter 293: Fatty Zhu played

This Emperor Qin Xuan is worthy of being a powerhouse with a higher level of cultivation than the Profound Realm. He turned out to see Lin Fei's details with a glance. Literature "" fans. .

"Hehe, Xiang Aiqing, Lin Fei, this person is truly a rare and outstanding talent. What a pity, how can you let him leave your Huayang school with such a talent. What a pity."

"Cough cough cough..."

Xiang Xiaotian was speechless when he heard it in his ears. In his heart, there were mixed flavors.

"Well, yes."

Qin Xuanhuang paused and said.

"Then Lin Fei and Yanyang Valley, is there really any **** feud?

Such a fist and blow into meat sauce, the method is so brutal that it cannot be added. If it were not for grudges, that would be weird. "

The Valley Master of Yanyang Valley couldn't help it anymore.

"Your Majesty, this Lin Fei is so cruel by nature.

Before, when we in Yanyang Valley didn't offend him anywhere, he brutally killed the grandson of the elder in the valley.

At the same time, more than a dozen disciples from Yanyang Valley were killed.

Because of this, we in Yanyang Valley regard this Lin Fei as an enemy.

It can be seen that Lin Fei's murderous murder has nothing to do with hatred at all, but his nature.

In the future, this son will inevitably fall into the outside world of evil spirits, not our decent ones. "

Who knows, a strange light flashed in Qin Xuanhuang's eyes and muttered.

"One accomplishment will make all the bones dead. If this kind of character doesn't falter within 10 years, it will surely become a generation of heroes."

As Lin Fei violently killed Peng Lang.

The first 10 games of the first round are all over.

In the first round of the first round of the competition, a total of 2oo people participated. In the end, 1oo people were eliminated. The remaining 1oo participants were just eligible to enter the next second round.

The old **** announced.

"1oo qualified players, please go back to the phalanx of the royal palace where you belong to rest and recuperate.

After the first round of the game is all over, draw lots for the second round.

The contestants who were eliminated can now leave the fighting arena, or they can stay, enter the audience, and watch the remaining games. "

Lin Fei returned directly to the team of the Little Prince's Mansion.

As soon as he returned to the team, Fatty Zhu greeted him immediately.

"Brother Fei, your game, no matter when, is so exciting, I admire it."

"Haha, Lin Fei, although your game is the last one to end, I can see that you want to beat that Peng Lang, in fact, you are using that guy to practice martial arts. Right."

Wu Feifei's crisp laughter also sounded.

This Wu Feifei really has a bit of insight, Lin Fei secretly said in her heart.

"Hehe, Miss Wu has passed, didn't you win easily."

Lin Fei saw Wu Feifei's very leisurely appearance, knowing that she hadn't done much in the battle just now, and it is estimated that she won easily.

"Huh, the villain is determined.

This game has just begun, and I have not met a real master at all, so I am complacent, don't know how to die then. "

A cold voice suddenly came from the rear left.

"Oh?"

Lin Fei and the others turned their heads at the same time.

I saw Song Yijian embracing his arms, his expression dismissive.

By Song Yijian's side, Zhong Ping also looked at Lin Fei contemptuously, his eyes could not hide his disgust.

"Oh, there are two crazy dogs barking."

Lin Fei smiled faintly, looked away, and didn't look at it at all.

"Presumptuous, I don't know how many kilograms of things I have. You'd better not meet me in the game, otherwise, you will suffer."

Lin Fei's words made Song Yijian jump into thunder, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, is that so?

Well, since you have such thoughts, although you and I are at the same time in the Little Prince's Mansion, if I meet you two in the game, I will kill you into scum. "

Lin Fei said lightly.

hiss!

Lin Fei’s attitude surprised the other warriors in the little prince’s mansion. The strengths of Song Yijian and Zhong Ping are among the young warriors in the little prince’s mansion. Lin Fei’s words are undoubtedly addressing these two men. Declared war.

Among the many young warriors in the Little Prince's Mansion, many have been oppressed by Song Yijian and Zhong Ping. At this time, they all felt very relieved, and finally came out a person who dared to directly confront Song Yijian and Zhong Ping. In the little prince's mansion, it is no longer the situation where these two people dominate.

Suddenly, Lin Fei felt that many murderous gazes in the field also fell on him.

There are a group of disciples in Yanyang Valley with Han Ming, and a dozen members of the blood wolf group.

Also, under Lin Fei's sense of divine consciousness, he noticed that the warriors in the Grand Prince's Mansion also looked at him a little.

Oh?

Lin Fei immediately thought of the last time that he took away Rong'er and Wan'er who were supposed to be the concubines of the eldest prince at the concubine acceptance ceremony of the eldest prince.

Could it be that for this reason, the warrior in the Grand Prince's Mansion also hated me?

Thinking time.

It's them!

Two special people attracted Lin Fei's attention!

Lin Fei recognized these two familiar figures at a glance.

Suddenly, my heart couldn't help but the anger soared and I couldn't suppress it.

Those two figures that made Lin Fei angry instantly were Luo Shaojie and Su Jiaqing of the Huayang School!

The two of them were standing in the team of the five princes at the moment.

"Hmph, these two people, if they meet me in this game, they will be killed!

The three years of my insanity are the result of these two people.

There is also the old Luo Junmao dog. If my cultivation level reaches a sufficient level in the future, I will definitely kill Luo Junmao's old dog personally! "

………………

"Well, every contestant, the second round of the first round is now on."

The old **** screamed.

Then, many warriors showed a white light on their number plates, and numbers appeared.

咻咻咻............

One by one, the warriors were directly transmitted into the ring by the power of the number plate.

"Oh, this round, I also have a share."

Fatty Zhu next to Lin Fei suddenly yelled softly. The number plate on his body suddenly showed a white light, and then Fatty Zhu immediately disappeared on the spot.

Under Lin Fei's spiritual consciousness, Fatty Zhu's figure appeared immediately on the 75th ring.

Fatty Zhu's opponent, a tall and thin young man with sharp eyes like an eagle, is the most eye-catching pair of his big hands.

The palm of his hand is three or four times larger than that of ordinary people. The whole body is flowing with glazed luster, and the whole palm is almost transparent. Crystal clear, no impurities.

This is the performance of practicing palm skills to a very high level. Lin Fei's divine consciousness immediately made a judgment.

The young man saw Fatty Zhu's short and fat figure with a flattering smile. He couldn't help but immediately contemptuously. His expression was completely disdainful!

He slowly carried his left palm on his back, only extending his right palm.

"Boy, remember, I killed someone.

I have never given a palm, and, so far, only 7 of my peers can force me to give a left palm. "

As he spoke, the boundless palms burst out completely. Over the ring, over the 75th ring, the shadows of the palms overlapped, like mountains, floating around, majestic atmosphere.

"Ah, really? You...you..., hello, I said, brother, don't scare me so, okay.

Hey... The big brother, I said... Let's take harmony as the most important thing.

Fatty Zhu. Take care, take care..."

Fatty Zhu had a smirk, arched his hands, and his actions were very funny.

"Hahahaha, look at everyone, that fat man on number 75 is a trick!"

There was a wave of laughter from the audience.

"Fatty! Give up! Give up yourself so you don't get beaten!"

Some audience members joked while whistling.