Chapter 101 Helmet

"I still rely on all kinds of elixir to reach the fourth grade of swordsman. Lin Jian has just entered the third grade of the swordsman. How can he become the fourth grade of the swordsman so soon? Lin Feng's face was extremely ugly.

Looking at Lin Jian, who left with an arrogant smile, Lin Feng's desire to restore his strength became more and more urgent.

Back home, Lin Feng came to Grandpa's small valley for a moment to finish his daily training. He has never been so eager to regain his strength. It is shameful for him to waste any second now.

Sitting quietly on the ground, Lin Feng took a [gentle Guiyuan Dan], closed his eyes and quietly tasted the gentle water-like power of the three elixir slowly flowing through the tattered meridians.

The autumn wind is gentle, and the leaves fall. A maple leaf red in February flowers slowly fell from the forest, and then swaying in the air. The irregular red track cut the high autumn sky into a mess, like a child painting.

More autumn leaves flew down, chasing each other and fighting, and then covering Lin Feng's body.

The autumn leaves are getting more and more, the autumn wind is getting stronger, and the autumn days are getting higher and higher.

In the small valley, there are bright butterflies flying all over the sky, which is very beautiful. While Wanye roared, a teenager sat on the ground, closed his eyes like meditation, and gradually disappeared by the boundless fallen leaves.

From the moon, the moonlight is quietly sprinkled, covering a layer of white veil between heaven and earth.

Although the moonlight is gentle, the autumn frost has its own coolness that kills everything across the world.

A pile of red leaves piled up on the ground and remained motionless in the cold moonlight.

The autumn wind gradually rises and the leaves fall one after another.

A red leaf reluctantly floated away from the pile of fallen leaves and drew a circle in the air to fall back to the ground.

The sand wind blew on the ground, and the pile of fallen leaves suddenly grew taller, and then they flew separately. A beautiful teenager stood up from the ground depressedly and stood quietly in the moonlight.

"What a beautiful moonlight, what a bright moon, what a brilliant and clear galaxy!" The teenager's eyes inadvertently swept over Tianyu and couldn't help sighing. Then he looked down at his figure and said angrily, "All this between heaven and earth, such as the breeze and moon, and the brilliant stars are so beautiful, but why is what happened to me so bad?"

The medicinal power of [gentle Guiyuan Dan] is too weak and slow, although it has a certain effect on the recovery of my body's meridians. But it is far from meeting my requirements. Damn, damn fantasy, will you be fooled by heaven? Now you are afraid like a groundhog when you come into contact with swords and other things? Lin Feng sighed and felt sorry for himself for a while, and turned around and walked home.

Lying on **, thinking about the game tomorrow, Lin Feng is about to go crazy.

"The medicinal power of [original Guiyuan Dan] should be stronger than that of [gentle Guiyuan Dan], but I don't know if my poor meridians can withstand it!" Lin Feng thought for a moment and began to read the [Drug Classic]. After looking for a long time, he only found an elixir that could slowly repair the meridians. He carefully refined it and took it, and felt that his broken meridians were almost negligible to improve. Lin Feng smiled bitterly at himself, which was better than nothing.

After sleeping with all kinds of sorrow, Lin Feng dreamed that he had refined four [Jianyuan Dan], and then he regained his strength. Then he beat Lin Jian's Shenma to the water and kneeling down and begging for mercy, and then he woke up laughing.

"Alas..." Lin Feng looked at the already bright sky and felt more and more depressed. I want four [Jianyuan Dan]!

Today. There are 91 people in the competition, that is, one more person is vacant. Lin Feng ran to the small blackboard, but was disappointed to find that his shit luck had been used up the day after the game, and he still had to fight.

"Entangled, entangled!" He walked to the No. 1 ring with a sad face, and Lin Feng looked at his opponent bitterly.

"47?" Lin Feng looked at the man opposite and asked doubtfully.

The man saw that it was Lin Feng No. 36, an evil and vicious guy, and stepped back three steps without saying a word. Quickly took something from under the ring and put it on the stage to open it.

Lin Feng stretched his neck curiously, but soon his face turned black like a piece of charcoal.

The 47 quickly took out an iron helmet belt, with goggles and so on, and put on a set of iron clothes on his body. Oh, there is also a breathing tube that extends under the ring.

You can figure it out with your toes, which will definitely be anti-fog, waterproof and gas-proof, anti-glue, anti-itch and forest wind.

Before this was over, the man looked at Lin Feng's every move vigilantly, and then quickly put a lot of sticks at his fingertips, and then looked at Lin Feng firmly with his sword.

"Well..." Lin Feng touched his nose depressedly, and at the same time, there was a smile in the corners of his eyes: "It's good, but the preparation is very complete. The young man has a good future!"

"Hey." Because No. 47, with a buzzing sound of a helmet, said proudly, "That's natural. If you cross the river bridge, I have my own ladder. In order to treat you, the devil, we studied the strategy all night yesterday, and your every move is on guard against it.

"..." Lin Feng gently patted his head and suddenly realized. Lin Feng looked up and down at No. 47, which was fully equipped to his toes, and laughed: "Although you are very smart, but..."

The body suddenly started, and the broken sword gently took the 47th dancing sword aside, smashed it with one punch, and the helmet man fell up to the sky. Then Lin Feng sat on his waist and picked up a stick beside him.

"Do you know what self-binding is?" Lin Feng's smile became brighter and brighter: "Brother, with such a broken iron, you don't feel that your body is very inflexible, stupid like a big stupid bear?"

Lin Feng is really happy. What he is most afraid of is that the other party is shamelessly competing with him for Jianyuan. Now it's better. This girl took the initiative to hide his sword yuan under an iron coat, which is simply tied his hands and feet.

This is really the best opponent, and Lin Feng feels a little embarrassed to win this time.

47, who was thrown to the ground before he could react, was stunned when he looked at Lin Feng riding on his body. After looking at it for a long time, he realized that he stammered nervously and said, "What...what are you going to do to me?"

"Well..." Lin Feng patted his helmet head depressedly: "You are a big man, what can I do to you? It's just that there is a small condition that needs your cooperation.

Looking at a small space between Lin Feng** with two fingers, No. 47 blinked his eyes with a pure face: "It's okay for me to promise. You get up from me first."

"You think I'm stupid!" Lin Feng looked at No. 47, who pretended to be pure, and said, "You promise first, or I won't get up."

"I'll promise when you get up first." No. 47 with a persistent face.

"If you don't promise me, I won't get up!" Lin Feng is more determined than him.

"Well..." The audience below couldn't stand it and cursed one after another: "You two want to flirt and go home. Don't be ashamed to kiss me in public!"

Lin Feng: "..."

No. 47: "..."

"Why are people's thoughts so impure now?" Lin Feng despised the middle finger below.

"That's right, at a young age, your mind is so snot good when you grow up?" No. 47 is accompanied by a husband and a woman.

"Okay, you surrender first." Lin Feng looked at the 47th, which united the front with himself, and said gently, "We will discuss these topics about the construction of spiritual civilization and how to maintain the purity of young people's thoughts under the ring."

"You go down from me first." No. 47 moved awkwardly, with a trace of flush on his face unconsciously, and his voice said awkwardly, "I'm very uncomfortable for you to press like this."

Lin Feng: "..."

The audience is even more excited, scolding the dog men on the stage, and they are shameless in broad daylight.

"Do you really not admit defeat?" Lin Feng felt that his heart was twitching and dripping blood. Master, I am a gentle and civilized person. It's really 10,000 people who don't want to use violence!

"Get up from me first." With a resolute face, he looked proudly at the heavy armor on his body and said, "Otherwise, I don't think you can help me?"

"Cut, dead turtle, bully the young master with a good heart, isn't it?" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and looked at the 47 with a twitching face, then weighed the stick in his hand and hit it heavily on the helmet in his ear.

"Hum..." No. 47 felt that his head was about to be deaf. A buzzing sound flew through his eardrums into his head, and then his nose and ears were full of annoying itching.

"Hmm!" Lin Feng's expression was a little ferocious, and the long stick couldn't help knocking. The heavy sound waves superimposed and slowly strengthened each other. On the 49th, he opened his mouth wide to dissipate part of the noise.

"Little man, don't force the young master to make a unique move." Lin Feng hated it so much that he kept waving his right hand, leaving a virtual shadow in the air, but his hand became heavier and heavier.

" Stop, stop!" On the 47th, he shouted in horror. But I don't know whether it was because the sound in the helmet was too loud to drown his voice or Lin Feng deliberately ignored it.

Finally, at a certain moment, various sounds and helmets resonated, and the iron helmet was pulled and broken into several halves. The poor little guy inside had already fainted.

Looking at the unconscious No. 47, Lin Feng stood up and said quietly in the autumn wind, "What can I do? Brother, you are so kind!"