There was a burst of discussion from the audience.

Especially those who overwhelmed the victory of the Vientiane Gate, let out bursts of screams.

The owner of the Vientiane Gate is a senior and strong man?

The Sword Sect Master who said that he was just a new half-step Sect Master?

Said that this one must be the victory of Vientiane Gate?

How so?!

They hurried to find the man who had just advocated the master of the Vientiane Gate, but they did not find him.

Of course, they can't find it, as a professional silver hook gambling house sailor, they pay great attention to their own safety and slip away at the first time.

"I said before, the sect master of the Sword Sect once carried a sword and slashed at the Vientiane Gate, and no one could stop it, this station, the sect master of the Sword Sect will win, you still don't believe it.

It's time to take my word for it. ”

All:......

Jiang Xi looked at Lin Feng who had retired from the martial arts stage, his eyes full of little stars.

Is this his idol? a soldier who surrenders without a fight. Loved, loved.

Although the face of this Sword Sect Sect Sect is not very handsome, the whole person is extraordinary, chic and uninhibited, giving people a rather special impression.

Perhaps, this is the unique temperament of sword cultivation? Jiang Xi speculated.

She is going to find an opportunity to interview her idol. Communicating face-to-face with idols, think about it, it's a little exciting.

It's just that, the next moment, her idol turned around and glanced at her.

Jiang Xi's nerves tensed instantly. He's looking at me, he's looking at me!

Isn't my posture very elegant, and is the expression management in place? Some unexplained thoughts popped into her mind.

The next moment, she saw her idol frowning, and the expression on her face was quite unhappy.

Hmm? Why is he angry? Is he dissatisfied with me?

But I didn't do anything, did I?

Jiang Xi fell into confusion.

As everyone knows, this is the first step of Lin Feng's reshaping impression.

He wants to make Jiang Xi's attitude towards him turn one hundred and eighty degrees, even if he doesn't have one hundred and eighty degrees, he has to change from the previous fanatical worship to ordinary treatment.

In this way, showing that you don't like her should be a good start. Lin Feng thought so.

But Jiang Xi has a different opinion.

At first, she did dislike it, girl, if a person looked at herself with such a slightly disgusted look, she would definitely not be happy.

But when she thought about it, she grew up to the present, and as long as she was a person, she seemed to look at her with that kind of rather eager gaze. It's like that hateful Lin Hu, after seeing himself for the first time, it's like a kraft candy, following him closely.

This attitude of idols is completely different from those bewitching sluts outside!

It's your idol!

Thinking of this, Jiang Xi admired the Sword Sect Master even more.

It seems that he is really an unusual man. Treat yourself with this kind of stunning color, and you can look at it with ordinary eyes.

Yuan Gang looked at his apprentice, and then at Lin Feng in the southeast, not knowing that the two had already had the first round of confrontation in secret.

The on-field competition continues.

There are really a lot of sects in this world, and the number of half-step grandmasters is also quite large, and it took two hours for the first round of competition to be completed.

The final result was not unexpected, with all the top ten sects advancing to the next round, and about twenty other sects also entering the next round.

After a short rest, the venue of the competition was replaced by a gimbal in the middle of the field.

It is said to be a cloud platform, but it is not built by clouds, but in the center of the square, a wide martial arts platform is built in the air.

Although the essence has not changed much from Fang Cai's martial arts stage, the grade has been raised in an instant.

At this time, Qin Guan once again announced the start of the competition.

"The sect master of the Sword Sect, the master of the Wutong Sect. ”

Lin Feng drew the Wutong Gate among the ten major sects in this round.

"The strength of the Sword Sect Sect is not weak, but his luck is not good, and he actually drew the Wutong Gate. Come to think of it, this is the end of his trip to the Grandmaster Conference. ”

This is the opinion of the vast majority of people.

Because past experience tells them that the top ten sects will always be the top ten sects, and they will always occupy ten of the fifteen places in the Grandmaster Conference. Hot Spot Library

Well...... These ten major sects will not draw each other, which can be regarded as a special mechanism of the Grandmaster Conference.

It can also be said that it is ...... A privilege.

Since the results of this draw came out, the opinions in the field have been one-sided. Almost everyone thinks it's a battle without suspense.

Except for a few who don't think so.

Jiang Xi is one of the outstanding representatives, and she is very curious about what kind of strength her idol can show when facing a real grandmaster.

"Let me see if you can continue your legend. She whispered, her eyes as bright as stars full of anticipation.

On the other side, on the side of the Wutong Gate, there were also many people who supported Lin Feng.

After all, they suffered a big loss at the hands of this man.

"Buy and leave, buy and leave!" someone in the room shouted, gambling of this nature was not prohibited, on the contrary, it seemed that all sects were tolerating such behavior.

After all, there are shares of the top ten sects in the Silver Hook Gambling House, which is an official casino.

In the Vientiane Gate, Yun Yi, who heard the shouting, moved in his heart.

"I crush the Sword Sect Sect Master, a total of 1,000 top-grade spars!"

This is considered a bloody investment, you must know that he has saved for so many years, and he only has a total of four or five thousand high-grade spar savings, and he took out a large sum of money at this time.

The people around him looked at him one after another, and they all showed caring eyes for the mentally handicapped.

This boy looks like a talent, why is his brain bad?

Of course, the person sitting in the village was quite happy, for fear that Yunyi would regret it, so he hurriedly put the spar under his hand and issued a receipt.

As a casino with an official background, Yunyi naturally does not worry about being deceived.

He carefully put the ticket away and asked, "What are the odds now?"

The staff member at the Silver Hook Casino held out two fingers.

"Can you earn two thousand?" Yun Yi's eyes were a little eager, two thousand, this is worth half of his savings.

The man shook his head and slowly spit out a number that made Yun Yi almost faint: "Twenty thousand high-grade spars!"

Twenty thousand! To be honest, I have never seen so much money in my life!

That is, now the odds are twenty times greater!

Senior Lin Feng, how many people are optimistic about you? Wouldn't it be that among these tens of thousands of people, I am the only one who bet on you to win, right?

Yun Yi raised his head slightly, looked at Lin Feng on the cloud platform, and silently thought in his heart: Senior, you must come on, whether you can make a fortune depends on your wave!

"Sword Sect Master, I heard that your reputation has been quite impressive recently. "The master of the Wutong Gate is a slender middle-aged man.

Of course, it's just that it looks like a middle-aged man, and it's impossible to know if it's a centuries-old monster.

Lin Feng smiled, to be honest, this was the first time he had faced a real grandmaster head-on since he came to the Tianshu Continent, and the momentum of the other party gave him a lot of pressure.

Sure enough, there is a difference between a half-step grandmaster and a grandmaster!

"Do you have any advice?" Lin Feng took out the ordinary long sword from the storage ring, and the blood in his body began to boil because of this evenly matched duel.

It had been a long time since he had experienced a fierce matchup.

Even when he was in the Jingwu Sect and the Vientiane Sect, it was just the kind of situation where he had just moved his body and bones.

The Wutong Sect Master also sensed Lin Feng's gradually high battle intent, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The smile was not sarcastic or kind, but simply happy, so I smiled.

This half-step grandmaster really wants to challenge the grandmaster?

Is he too confident, or does he think of himself as a mud master?

The Master of Wutong Sect shook his head and slowly spoke: "If I were you, I would surrender directly."

Time is precious, don't waste mine and don't waste your own. ”

His tone was unhurried, just recounting a matter that he took for granted.

He also had no intention of belittling or humiliating Lin Feng, but he thought so in his heart, so he said so.

"I'm sorry, but my time isn't worth much. Lin Feng raised the ordinary long sword, and the sword qi on the whole person was vertical and horizontal, giving people a rather sharp feeling.

"Hey, your strength doesn't seem to be ......" Before the last word of the Wutong Sect Master could be spoken, he saw a cyan sword qi stabbing straight towards him.

His old face suddenly darkened, I haven't finished my words yet, why did you do it?

Can't afford to play?

Lin Feng said, it's not that I can't afford to play, it's really that you are too long-winded!

Don't you know that there is a law in my hometown called how much the villain dies by words?!