Chapter 19 Winning the First Place

The people who can hold on to the final, except for Lin Feng, the rest are the five-fold divine power realm of the body, and Du Shihu is even the six-fold breath realm.

When Xiahou saw listening to Lin Feng's series of questions, he suddenly felt that his head was a little big and said, "I live in Longyang County. My father, Xia Houqing, who is a hunter, learns from his father, and cultivates as a five-fold divine power realm."

Seeing that Xia Hou answered his question honestly, Lin Feng unconsciously touched the back of his head and said, "Are you an idiot? What do you want to do with these?"

Xia Hou looked at Lin Feng and said seriously, "Of course he came to the game."

Lin Feng asked again, "Who do you compare with?"

Seeing that Xia Hou's face showed doubt, he looked at Lin Feng and said, "Aren't you Lin Feng?"

Lin Feng said, "Yes? But can you beat me? I'm a breath, a lot higher than you. Do you think you can win me?

Seeing this, Xiahou was stunned. He blinked his eyes and looked at Lin Feng and said, "Dad said that the breath realm is more powerful than the divine realm. I don't think I can beat you."

The more Lin Feng said, the more interesting it was, so he calmed down and thought that Xia Hou seemed to be a simple guy with limbs and a simple mind. When I fooled him for a while and hit his confidence, maybe it would be easier to fight at that time. He nodded and said, "Then you know that you are not my opponent. Why do you have to go on stage?"

Xiahou Jian: "..."

The people under the stage looked at it inexplicable for a while. Seeing that Lin Feng and Xia Hou had not seen the two fighting for a long time, some people were anxious. It seemed that it was no longer Lin Feng on the stage, but themselves.

"Oh, my ancestors, do you fight or not? Give me a word. Why has this martial arts competition become a chat?" Someone in the crowd began to wait impatiently and said for a while.

"What are you doing? Have you come to know your relatives?"

"Yes, what do you think Lin Feng wants to do? Earlier, no one was willing to play with him and let him enter the finals. Now he still doesn't play in the finals. I'm waiting to hold my urine."

......

Suddenly, in everyone's heated discussion, Xia Hou Bend down to bow to Lin Feng, then hugged his fist, and then turned around and walked down the ring.

The people below are really dumbfounded. They are all stunned and curious. They all want to know what they are talking about and why Xia Hou will automatically admit defeat.

The princess's voice came from the mantle: "What are they doing?"

Someone answered: "Princess Hui, Xiahou admitted defeat."

"Who is the winner?"

"It's Lin Feng."

"Lin Feng...that Lin Feng?"

The person who sent the message below became a little embarrassed and said hesitantly, "That's... that's... it's the son of Dr. Yushi's family."

Princess Meihua was silent for a long time and announced loudly, "The first game, Lin Fengsheng, the second game, Du Shihu, Lin Zheng is preparing."

Lin Feng stepped off the stage. Lin Zheng happened to meet him at this time. He looked at Lin Feng and said, "It's not simple, Feng Shao, this is the way to subduing people without fighting. It seems that you are really a general."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Oh, I'm good at everything, but my IQ is too high. This is a big flaw. You have to work hard."

Lin Zheng paused for a moment and said, "Pay attention to his moves." After saying that, he walked straight to the command platform.

Lin Zheng and Du Shihu stood opposite each other. Du Shilong said coldly, "You protected him."

Lin Zheng moved the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "He is my brother. As long as I'm still here, I can't hurt him. Please, Hu Shao." Lin Zheng said in a defensive posture.

Du Shihu's eyes were cold, and he kicked hard under his feet and shouted out. The whole command platform seemed to tremble, and his body came straight to Lin Zheng like a dragon.

Lin Zheng saw that the other party was coming aggressive. He opened his bow under his feet, stepped out, and the tiger roared mountains and rivers like clouds and rivers, and collided with Du Shihu's dragon fists, sounding a dull sound.

Lin Feng's heart jumped wildly. At this time, Lin Zheng's performance was completely beyond what he usually showed, and it seemed that he had entered the realm of physical breath. Lin Feng said excitedly, "It turns out that this is the real strength of Zheng Shao." However, although Lin Feng was excited, his eyebrows had not been relaxed, because with the increase of the number of rounds between the two, Lin Zheng's boxing skills had begun to be a little chaotic.

Lin Rong was so anxious that he clenched his teeth and said, "Oh, Du Shihu's cultivation is much better than Zheng Shao's. It seems that Zheng Shao can only persist in 20 rounds at most."

Lin Feng said with a serious face, "Twenty more rounds is enough. I'm only worried..."

Sure enough, in the following moves, Du Shihu's moves changed from a wide trend to light and clever, and every time he took action, Lin Zheng's retreat was blocked.

Lin Feng clenched his fist and said, "This is indeed a cunning fox. He first used his fierce dragon fist to deplete Zheng Shao's strength. When he is less weak now, he has changed from rigid to soft. At this time, Zheng Shao has no strength to resist."

Lin Rong exhaled a long breath and said, "Who is the state of breath? Naturally, the strength is less lasting than the positive. By the way, young master, you can choose to compare swords. Anyway, no one says that you can't use weapons.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "I have this plan. I can't beat him with my fists, but I have absolute confidence in swordsmanship."

Lin Zheng lost and could not stop Du Shihu's attack because of his weakness, so he was kicked off the podium by Du Shihu.

Seeing this, Lin Feng fell out and took over the falling Lin Zheng.

"Are you all right, Zheng Shao?" Lin Feng asked.

Lin Zheng touched the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and said, "Have you seen it clearly? The fist can't beat him. Use your simplest and most effective way.

Lin Feng nodded, sat down Lin Zheng, and said, "As a last resort, I will use it." Lin Feng said and reached out and touched the tightly wrapped dragon sword behind him.

Finally, the final is coming.

Lin Feng stood on the command platform, and Du Shihu's eyes were full of hatred.

Du Shihu looked at Lin Feng's confident look. He was slightly stunned. He suddenly understood and secretly said, "I said why Lin Zheng worked so hard. It turned out to create opportunities for you. Well, today I will let you know that in addition to fists and feet, I am also proficient in swords." Thinking about it, he said, "Is it a weapon on Master Feng's back?"

Lin Feng was stunned, opened his eyes and said, "Not bad."

Du Shihu smiled and said, "Feng Shaojian does not leave his body. It must be extraordinary in kendo. I, Du Shihu, am also a sword lover. How about a sword today?"

As soon as Lin Feng heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. Hu Shao, please." Lin Feng said that he went straight to the weapon rack next to the command platform.

Du Shihu passed by, picked up a long sword, and looked at the silver sword. He nodded his head silently and said secretly, "I will use this sword today to determine your poor life." Du Shihu thought about it and came straight to the command platform with a long sword.

At this time, Lin Rong was knocking on Lin Zheng on the back and said, "The overall situation has been determined. How should we celebrate when we go back, Zheng Shao?"

Lin Zheng had nothing to say, but just looked straight at the two people on the podium.

Lin Feng untied the dragon sword on his back. After opening the package, a rusty iron sword appeared. When the people below saw it, they all felt a great loss and couldn't help sighing.

"Oh, isn't this playing us?"

"Is this also a sword?"

"Oh, Feng Shao is really hopeless. Can you not exaggerate so much? Is it reliable? I'm worried about you."

"Don't say it first, everyone has seen it. Can you people understand the style of Feng Shao's work?"

From other people's words, it is obvious that no one has said that Lin Feng is a waste. Now it has been renamed Feng Shao. It seems that the image in their eyes has also improved.

Du Shihu also looked at Lin Feng with some surprise. He asked with great puzzlement, "Is that all?"

Lin Feng knew that Du Shihu was puzzled. He smiled and looked at Du Shihu, who must have nodded his head and said, "Please, Hu Shao."

Du Shihu felt a little funny at this time. He even wanted to sympathize with Lin Feng's taste, but when he thought of Du Shilong's joints, he suddenly became serious and said in his heart, "Be careful of the ten-thousand-year-old ship. It seems that you have been waiting for this day with your patience for many years." Thinking about it, he said, "That young master is not polite."

As soon as Du Shihu's words fell, his body flashed, and a sword light came straight to Lin Feng.

Du Shihu's sword was filled with his whole body. He only wanted to kill Lin Feng under the sword with one move. As soon as the sword came out, a bright light suddenly appeared in the air and enveloped Lin Feng.

"It's over..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, everyone under the stage exclaimed at the same time, and all of them stood up at once.