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After Wang Zhelong finished washing, Lin Feng walked out of the room with him and came to the first floor to start breakfast.

"Lin Feng, Zhelong, you two have to work hard today, there are eight matches to be held today, and there will only be eight winners, I hope you both can enter the next round. Wang Qiyi looked at the two people eating breakfast and said.

"I don't have to worry about Lin Feng's strength, it's Zhelong, you have to be steady. Wang Qiyi advised.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'm fine, I'm going to win this time. Wang Zhelong said confidently.

Soon everyone had breakfast, and the group walked out of the villa and came to the ring of the manor, and now the members of the Guwu family had come over one after another to sit down.

After a while, everyone arrived, and everyone sat around the ring, watching the ring.

"Everyone is here, right?" Mr. Cheng said as he stepped into the ring and spoke through a megaphone.

"Let's start the lottery, and ask yesterday's winner to come up and draw lots!" Mr. Cheng continued.

Then, Lin Feng and Wang Zhelong walked out and came to the ring, including yesterday's winner, a total of sixteen people came up to the ring and began to draw lots.

Lin Feng was the first in line, he put his hand into the lottery box, took out a note, which said No. 3, and then he went to Steward Ou to register.

It seems that Lin Feng played in the third game, I don't know who won the No. 3 like him? Lin Feng was a little curious about which one his opponent was.

Lin Feng didn't immediately walk out of the ring after registering, but looked at the people who came to register, he wanted to know what kind of person his opponent was.

Finally, a young bald man took the number three to register at Steward Ou's side, Lin Feng saw this situation, so he looked at this man, he was full of strong muscles except for his lack of hair.

It looks pretty powerful, but I don't know how it will be to fight?

After Lin Feng saw his opponent, he stepped out of the ring, came to the place where the children of the Wang family were sitting, found an empty seat and sat down.

"In the first match, Qiu Xiaoqin will fight Wang Hu!" Mr. Cheng shouted in the ring with a megaphone.

"En?" Lin Feng heard Qiu Xiaoqin's name in the first scene, and immediately put down the mobile phone in his hand and looked towards the ring.

"Ready, start!" Mr. Cheng shouted.

As soon as Mr. Cheng's words fell, Qiu Xiaoqin rushed towards Wang Hu with an arrow step, the speed was extremely fast, Wang Hu took a step back and punched out, but this punch did not hit Qiu Xiaoqin.

Qiu Xiaoqin slapped a palm while dodging this punch, which hit Wang Hu's heart, and then Wang Hu's whole person flew out upside down and fell out of the ring, and the audience resounded with cheers.

It was another instant to solve the opponent, this Qiu Xiaoqin relied on her overwhelming strength to solve the opponent in two consecutive games, which made everyone quite impressed by her.

At this time, Wang Qiyi came to Lin Feng's side and said, "How sure are you that you can win against her?"

"Ninety-nine percent. Lin Feng said without thinking.

"I estimate that her strength has reached the late stage of a Xuan-level martial artist, are you sure that you can win 99 percent?" Wang Qiyi asked again.

"I'm sure. Lin Feng nodded.

"That's good. When Wang Qiyi heard Lin Feng say this, he was still a little worried, but now he put his mind at ease.

Wang Qiyi never thought about what level of martial artist Lin Feng was, he just wanted to win the game, as long as he could win, what level did it matter, plus Lin Feng was not a member of the Wang family after all, even if he was strong, it had nothing to do with him, at this moment he and the Wang family were just interests, he won honor for his family, and what he gave to Lin Feng as a reward for winning the game, as well as his own family's dragon kick.

"In the first game, Qiu Xiaoqin from Anyi won!" said Mr. Cheng.

After watching the first game, Lin Feng continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down, and after Lin Feng played a game of King Glory, the second game was over.

"Now let's invite the two players from the third game to play!" Mr. Cheng's voice came.

Lin Feng put away his mobile phone, got up and walked into the ring.

"In the third match, Lin Feng will fight Chen Fei," Mr. Cheng shouted through a megaphone.

Lin Feng stood on the field and looked at his opponent, that is, the bald man, he didn't know what ancient martial arts his family practiced, he didn't have any hair, could it be a monk? Lin Feng thought for a moment.

And the bald man also looked at Lin Feng, Lin Feng was wearing a black vest and black trousers today, and he still had a pair of board shoes on his feet.

"Ready, go!" Mr. Cheng said.

As soon as Mr. Cheng's words fell, the bald man roared angrily and rushed directly towards Lin Feng.

The bald man rushed in front of Lin Feng, slammed his head hammer, and came towards the top of Lin Feng, Lin Feng was a little surprised, this person actually used his head as a weapon to attack.

Lin Feng suddenly took a step back, thinking in his heart, could this be the legendary Iron Head Skill, which was used as a weapon with his own head?

No wonder this person has no hair, his hair should have fallen out when he was practicing the Iron Head Technique, thinking of this, Lin Feng understood.

Lin Feng took the opportunity and hit Chen Fei's head with a punch with seventy percent of his strength, and the next moment Chen Fei only felt that his head was smashed by a big hammer, and a burst of impact came, and the whole person stumbled a few steps, and the whole person fell to the ground!

Chen Fei was just a martial artist in the early stage of the Xuan level, and of course he couldn't parry Lin Feng's punch with seventy percent of his strength, although he had practiced the Iron Head Skill, his ability to withstand it was also limited.

It was obvious that Lin Feng's strength had exceeded the limit of what Chen Fei could bear.

"1,2,3,4......" Mr. Cheng has already begun to count, if Chen Fei has not stood up after counting to ten times, then Lin Feng has won the game.

"8, 9, 10, this game was won by Lin Feng from the Matsuyama Wang's family!" Mr. Cheng said with a megaphone.

One punch, just one punch, decided the outcome of the battle, and with Qiu Xiaoqin's palm, there was a burst of cheers from the audience.

Many people were discussing what kind of battle it would be if Lin Feng faced Shangqiu Xiaoqin.

After Mr. Cheng announced that Lin Feng had won, Chen Fei got up from the ground, he shook his dizzy head, and after looking at Lin Feng, who had already stepped down, he also walked off the stage.

He knew that he had lost unjustly, and with the power of the punch just now, if he had been any bigger, he would probably have been in a coma for a few days.

Lin Feng returned to the position where the children of the Wang family were, took out his mobile phone from the beginning, and began to play, for Lin Feng, the game on the stage was a little boring, and it was not as interesting as his own mobile phone.

Lin Feng inadvertently opened the news browsing, and a news of a fire fight in the Apennines Mountains in Italy caught Lin Feng's attention.

Lin Feng clicked on this news, began to browse, and found that there were dozens of casualties in this battle, and it was more than eleven o'clock in the evening of Italian time yesterday.

Keen intuition told Lin Feng that this was most likely related to the black butterfly, and Lin Feng immediately dialed Alya Douggs's phone.

The phone was quickly connected, and Lin Feng asked eagerly, "Mom, what happened to the Apennines rush yesterday?"

"The battle is over, we have won, although we have also killed a few Xuan-level martial artists, and we have not achieved no casualties, but the headquarters of the Black Butterfly has been eliminated by us. Alya Douglas said on the phone.

"What, why didn't you inform me in advance and let me go and fight with you?" Lin Feng was surprised, and at the same time a little angry.

"I only have one son, and if something happens to you, how can I explain it to your father. Alya Douglas said over the phone.

"Mom, you're not hurt, are you?" Lin Feng said worriedly.

"It's just a little bruising, it's out of the way. Alya Douglas said.

"That's good, what about Uncle Su He and them, I'm going with you this time, right?" Lin Feng asked.

"I knew you would ask the two of them, don't worry, Su He and Uncle He were not injured, and the two of them were placed at the end of the team by us, so they were not injured. Arya Douggs seemed to know what Lin Feng was worried about.

After a pause, Arya Douglas said again: "The two of them should return to Huaxia today, your girlfriend is very beautiful, and your mother likes it very much." ”

"Mom, how do you know?" Lin Feng blushed a little at this time.

"What can you hide from your mother? As soon as she came to our Dogs family, I noticed her, I talked to her, she said everything, now that their family's revenge has been avenged, she has nothing to pursue, you remember to treat others. Alia Douglas said with a smile.

"Mom, don't worry, I will, I'm still busy here, let's talk next time." Lin Feng hung up the phone after saying that.

At this time, it was already Wang Zhelong's turn to play, and Lin Feng put away his mobile phone and watched the game on the field intently.

"The eighth and final match, Wang Zhelong vs. Zhu Wen," Mr. Cheng shouted.

Zhu Wen is also the heir of the Iron Sand Palm, like his brother Zhu Li, this time he came to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, both of them are the strongest young generation in the family, I don't know if the genes are not good, both of them are still in the late stage of the Yellow Rank Martial Artist, and they have not reached the Xuan Rank Martial Artist.

Zhu Wen's brother Zhu Li had already lost to Wang Zhelong in yesterday's game, and today Zhu Wen faced Wang Zhelong again.

"Ready!Start!" Mr. Cheng said.

At the beginning of the game, Wang Zhelong went directly to Zhu Wen, he came to Zhu Wen and kicked over.

Zhu Wen turned his hands into claws and wanted to grab Wang Zhelong's kick, but Wang Zhelong immediately smiled when he saw Zhu Wen's actions.

In the end, Zhu Wen's palm grabbed Wang Zhelong's leg, but as soon as he grabbed it, Zhu Wen's face changed, and a huge force came from Wang Zhelong's leg, directly shaking his palm, and finally kicked him in the abdomen, and the whole person flew out of the ring from the ground.

The battle was settled with one kick, and the audience below all clapped their palms.

"In the eighth game, Wang Zhelong won by the Matsuyama Wang family!" Mr. Cheng wiped the sweat from his head.