Chapter 12 The Power of Idols Is Mighty
Lin Feng wanted to stay in Wei to spend the night in his room, but was rejected by Wei and righteous words.
After a night of silence, Lin Feng spent his time quietly in cultivation, and now that he has entered the Qi cultivation period, Lin Feng has not relaxed, but has become more attentive to his cultivation, and his natural posture is not good, so he has to work hard more than others.
In the morning, Lin Feng was awakened by the noise outside.
"Ahem, I fell asleep before I knew it. Lin Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, then tidied up his clothes, and pushed the door out directly.
There are 1,000 disciples in Tiejian Mountain, but only a hundred people can participate in the three-year competition, and the other disciples have already passed the three-year competition.
However, those disciples who did not participate in the competition had to bring this group of newcomers to participate in the three-year competition.
Lin Feng's team leader is a middle-aged monk who has been in the beginners for more than ten years, although he only has the strength of the tenth level of Qi training, but for these newcomers under him, he is already an unattainable and powerful existence.
"My name is Sun Yi, I am your team leader this time, let me tell you some requirements, when you arrive at Mojian Mountain, no one is allowed to leave the team without permission, follow me, otherwise you will not be able to participate in the three-year competition by then, don't blame me." The middle-aged man looked at the dozen or so little heads under him impatiently and said.
Lin Feng listened to Sun Yi boringly, talking about the rules, but his eyes were looking elsewhere.
Lin Feng saw Wang Fan in the other team, Wang Fan also looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng smiled at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan also smiled stiffly at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked at Wang Fan with a stiff smile, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he moved his eyes in other directions.
At this moment, a cold gaze was looking at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng looked back consciously.
I saw Wang Xuanzheng looking at himself with a gloomy face.
Lin Feng grinned and stretched out his hand to pull on his neck.
Suddenly, Wang Xuan's face was even worse, Lin Feng's cultivation was the last, obviously making Wang Xuan a little painful, originally without using the hole cards, he could only play a tie with Lin Feng, not to mention that now Lin Feng's strength has gone further, leaving himself far behind.
However, what Wang Xuan didn't know was that Lin Feng was in a state of restricted abilities at that time, if Lin Feng's abilities were not restricted, I am afraid that Wang Xuan would be killed in seconds as soon as he saw him.
In general, Lin Feng felt that he had come to participate in this competition, which was to go through the motions and face the super electromagnetic cannon that could kill the foundation building monk in seconds, of course, the premise was to hit the right shot.
Lin Feng really didn't realize that there was any Qi cultivation disciple, and he was his opponent.
At this time, Sun Yi finally finished talking nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, he took Lin Feng and the others directly to the teleportation array.
The place to participate in the Hidden Dragon Contest is Mojian Mountain, which is also a place in Sword City that is specially used to compete with each other.
The entire Mojian Mountain is said to be a mountain, but in fact it is a flat island suspended in the air.
The center of the island is a jousting arena paved with milky white fairy stones, and countless spell prohibitions are scattered around the field, which is also a measure to protect the audience.
Lin Feng was also shocked the moment he was taken into the Grinding Sword Mountain by the leading disciples, such a ghostly structure, only these immortal cultivators with the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth can do it, not to mention anything else, just the defensive prohibition like an upside-down bowl is already shocking.
At this moment, next to Lin Feng's team was the disciple of Mu Jian Mountain.
Mujian Mountain and Tiejian Mountain have always been in competition, and this time, Mujian Mountain has five disciples, and Tiejian Mountain only has Lin Feng, who once had a bad reputation.
This directly made the disciples of Iron Sword Mountain feel inferior, which would make Lin Feng even more contemptuous.
"Yo, isn't this the waste of Tiejian Mountain?" What people didn't expect was that the leader of Mu Jianshan would take the lead in provoking, which was not the case before.
Lin Feng frowned, and looked at the leading disciple, the cultivation of the twelfth layer of Qi cultivation was not weak, but the appearance of the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was very disgusting.
"Qian Lei, keep your mouth clean, and you can comment on your own disciples?" Sun Yi was suddenly unhappy, he was originally pressed by Mu Jianshan, and there was a burst of anger, but he didn't expect that people would provoke him.
"Haha, Miss Lan Lan said, don't even want to get any of the top ten places in Tiejian Mountain this year. The Qi cultivation disciple with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks chuckled and said.
"Fart!" Sun Yi said with a flushed face, but there was a lack of confidence in his tone.
And the new disciples of Iron Sword Mountain couldn't bear it anymore, and a few of them rolled up their sleeves and were ready to start.
Qian Lei, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, sneered: "Then what happened last year, you poor wastes of Iron Sword Mountain, not even one of them made it into the top ten. ”
Sun Yi's face turned red, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
The disciples of Tiejian Mountain looked at the appearance of the team leader, and they suddenly wilted, it seems that the results of Tiejian Mountain last year were also miserable.
"That's because I didn't play well. Sun Yi explained with insufficient confidence.
Last year's situation was indeed as Qian Lei said, when the disciples of the two mountains met, Tiejian Mountain's luck was too bad, and several potential disciples all met Miss Lan Lan.
As a result, Lan Lan was seriously injured and directly lost the opportunity to continue the game.
This also led to last year's disastrous results of Tiejian Mountain.
Sword City directly reduced the cultivation resources of Iron Sword Mountain by half, making the disciples of Iron Sword Mountain miserable.
This year, he was preparing to take revenge, but there were a large number of personal disciples, and Mu Jian Mountain directly accounted for five personal disciples, while Tie Jian Mountain only had one personal disciple, Lin Feng.
In this way, Tiejian Mountain directly fell into the disadvantage, and it seems that there is no hope of turning around this year.
Sun Yi took a group of disciples of Iron Sword Mountain and left dejectedly, no longer arguing with the disciples of Wood Sword Mountain.
"We'll see, it's useless to talk too much. Just when the disciples of Iron Sword Mountain were eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, Lin Feng said with a light smile.
Qian Lei looked at Lin Feng, smiled and said, "You just pray, don't meet Miss Lan Lan." ”
"You should ask her to pray and don't meet me. Lin Feng said with a smile.
Qian Lei's face changed, and he sneered: "Arrogance, when the time comes, you will know how big the gap between you and the eldest lady is." ”
"Yes, you will see the strength of the eldest lady. ”
"The eldest lady will definitely beat you. ”
After hearing Lin Feng's words, the disciples of Mujian Mountain all retorted fiercely.
Lin Feng frowned, and then muttered with a smile: "The power of idols?"
"Lan Lan seems to have become the belief of the disciples of Mujian Mountain, and the disciples of the entire mountain gate are working hard with Lan Lan as an example, such a cohesion is very terrifying. Lin Feng thought, "Although there are also drawbacks, it is much better than the scattered sand of Tiejian Mountain." ”
"But what bad effect will happen if the idol falls?" Lin Feng said with a vicious smile.
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