Chapter 95 Five-Year Big Ratio 5

Lin Feng, who returned home, went to see his father and kitten as usual. Looking at a cat who was still unconscious, Lin Feng shook his head bitterly and walked to Grandpa's small valley for today's exercise.

After practicing today's 50,000 swords, Lin Feng collapsed to the ground imagelessly, like a puddle of mud. However, the stern and sincere words echoed in his mind, and Lin Feng sat up with difficulty and crossed his knees to start the formula.

still hasn't improved at all, but with the operation of the formula, Lin Feng's spirit has obviously improved.

Lin Feng, who had been practicing for half an hour without any good, stood up depressedly and entered the sea of knowledge.

"Fantasy..." Because the illusion is more obscene, obscene and nonsense, Lin Feng often comes to him.

"What are you doing?" He twisted his head and said angrily, "Don't you see that I'm busy?"

"What are you busy with?" Lin Feng walked into the fantasy black castle and looked curiously at the illusion of going in and out.

Lin Feng, who kicked away the way, waved his hand like a fly: "Go, I don't have time to play with you. If you have something to play, go to the sky. Magic God, I'm so busy now that I don't want to talk to you.

Lin Feng looked at the busy illusion aggrievedly, looked at a thing in his hand, and his eyes lit up. Then he followed Huan's shamelessly and asked carefully, "Xian, are you helping me refine four [Jianyuan Dan]?"

"Hmm?" Huan finally stopped and looked at Lin Feng with a pitiful face and said angrily, "If you could use your cleverness in refining medicine, you would have refined four [Jianyuan Dan] long ago. Well, it's all clever."

"Haha, I knew that you are the best for me." Lin Feng jumped on his phantom body and fell on his body like a koala. He smiled and kissed him on his face. Then he jumped away quickly and withdrew from the sea of knowledge.

"Well..." Huan looked at Lin Feng's disappearing figure with great angrily, shaking his head but couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the illusion help refine the elixir, the stones in Lin Feng's heart fell a lot. After thinking about it, he still took out the medicinal herbs and slowly refined them. After all, he had to do his own things by himself. As the illusion said, he had no way out at all. Although there is magic help this time, it can't be troublesome every time.

Sword meaning, the essence and divine consciousness of [Sword-eating Grass] still cannot be unified. Lin Feng looked angrily at a large number of refining medicinal materials around him and was very distressed. This is a lot of white coins! The so-called ten coins of a herb are also.

Looking up at the sky, Lin Feng walked slowly towards home.

There will be a knockout match tomorrow, but I don't know if he is lucky enough to draw a soft persimmon.

At dinner, Lin Feng immediately climbed to bed to refresh himself.

On October 16, 998, Yonghe was the second day of the five-year knockout match.

After yesterday's elimination, there are only half of them, that is, 725 people.

Lin Xiong talked nonsense as usual. Yesterday's war was very fierce and people performed very well. I hope everyone will continue to make great achievements today. Then the old man arranged for today's game.

"There are 362 games today, except for 27 games in the 1213 ring, the rest are 28 games." The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the people below: "Everyone knows that there will be one person empty today, and there will be two free opportunities in the future. Ha ha, this is the part of everyone's strength that belongs to luck. Let's look forward to our good luck."

After a pause, the old man looked at the referee of the No. 5 ring with a mysterious smile: "Yesterday, everyone witnessed a miracle. The No. 5 ring has been changed into a ring. I hope you can carry forward and maintain your fine tradition today."

Listening to the old man's joke, the people below burst into laughter. It's just that the referee of the No. 5 ring trembled imperceptiblely, and sweat appeared on his forehead.

The battle soon began in various rings, with people's shouts, swords and swordsmanships, loud cheers from their relatives and friends below, and the screams of the excited audience were endless. Lin Feng walked slowly towards the place where the matching information was announced.

After searching the whole board and didn't see his number, Lin Feng tilted his head doubtfully and suddenly thought of what the old man had just said, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

But when he saw Lin Jian come over quickly and saw Lin Feng standing in front of his number, he said angrily, "Waste, get out of the way quickly. Although I don't know why you have restored the status of the first-order supplier of the Lin clan, waste will always be waste.

Looking at his number fixedly, Lin Feng showed a strange smile at the corners of his mouth. He pointed to the board and said, "I'm No. 93. Are you the... Well, that 250?"

A trace of anger flashed on Lin Jian's face, but soon he became interested in the number on the board next to his name: "Ninety-three, are you really No. 93?"

"Yes. Well, well, we are really narrow. Lin Fengqiang resisted his inner smile: "Well. Two hundred and five. Your number is really... Well... I'm sorry..." One laughed without holding back. Well, he admitted that he was very unnatural, but Lin Jian's number really made him deeply agree.

A thick murder flashed on Lin Jian's face, and Lin Feng, whose eyes were laughing, turned around and left.

"Two-five, two-five." Lin Feng's face was full of a warm smile: "It's the same as two hundred and nine, it's worthy of the name!"

Since Lin Jian's fool has been hooked, Lin Feng followed him towards the No. 1 ring.

Yesterday's No. 1 ring was so miserable that the top guys were almost eliminated.

Standing around the No. 1 ring quietly separated from Lin Jian, looking at the gloomy eyes that Lin Jian swept over from time to time and the ferocious smile hanging on the corners of his mouth, Lin Feng felt very happy.

The coolest thing in the world is not that I trample on you fiercely, but that you think that you will trample me hard with all your strength, and in the end, you find that you are a guy who is severely humiliated and molested.

Lin Feng looked boredly at the fight and killing in the ring. Although these are the people who have relatively high skills under the screening yesterday, they are still good and bad. Many of them have run out of luck in the first round and are now quickly eliminated.

Looking at Lin Jian's increasingly intoxicated smile, Lin Feng felt more and more happy. As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Lin Feng is really looking forward to the scene where Lin Jian is puzzled and then furious.

It soon arrived at the group of 93 and 250.

Lin Jian looked at Lin Feng like a cat and mouse, stretched out his little finger and hooked it, and then jumped gracefully in the middle of the field, which immediately won the cheer of the girls around him.

Lin Feng seemed to scratch his head in distress, and then walked up the ladder of the ring honestly and slowly.

The obvious contrast shows that Lin Jian's jade tree is elegant and elegant.

It seems to be on the guillost, and Lin Feng's footsteps have moved almost inch by inch.

Obviously, some people around remember Lin Feng's violent behavior yesterday. At this time, when he saw Lin Feng's reluctance but had to go, he immediately curled his lips with disdain and said, "Well, weren't you quite arrogant yesterday? Now I see that Lin Jian has withered decisively. Humph, the villain who bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong, the little handsome man yesterday was so pitiful!"

"Yes, yes." This man's words quickly resonated with the little girls around him. Thinking of the last miserable appearance of the handsome man yesterday, he launched an attack on Lin Feng together with his enemies.

Lin Jian looked at Lin Feng slowly moving up like a snail, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Well, I'm in a situation where everyone is shouting to fight on all sides." Lin Feng secretly laughed at himself and lowered his head, as if he knew that he was wrong and had no face to see others. Well, he was afraid that the uncontrollable smile on his face would be seen by Lin Jian.

The people under the stage booed louder and louder.

At this time, a thin little guy looked at Lin Feng, who was making a snail walk, looked at Lin Jian on the stage, looked at the number in his hand, and walked quickly towards the wooden card.

Lin Feng's footsteps became slower and slower when he saw this little guy's behavior.

Finally, when Lin Feng struggled to climb the ring, the little guy ran back and quickly climbed up the ring.

The people below stared at the three people standing in the ring looking at each other in a daze. Didn't you say two or two games? When did the rules change?

"What's going on?" Lin Jian looked at Lin Feng doubtfully and then at the thin little guy. Then he said angrily, "Little guy, we still have a game. Why are you running up?"

"Competition!" Looking at Lin Jian, who was very impatient and fierce, the little guy stammered, "Which of you is 250? Ah, no, it's 250?"

Two hundred and five... Lin Jian hates the guy who gave himself this number...

"Are you No. 93?" Lin Jian suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Yes." The little guy was so pitiful that he was about to cry by Lin Jian, who was oppressed and tyrannical.

"..." Lin Jian's face was a little gloomy. He looked at Lin Feng coldly and said, "So, what's your number?"

Lin Feng hurriedly took out the number plate from his arms and looked at it before scratching his head with embarrassment: "Well, I'm sorry, I misread the number plate. I'm No. 36."

Then he muttered softly, "I, no wonder I always look at this ε awkwardly, but it turned out to be over."

With apologetic nodding and bowing apologetic, Lin Feng jumped off the No. 1 ring.