Chapter 165 The First Opponent

After walking for about ten minutes, Yang Feng and others came to the lounge. A staff member quickly sent the number plate and let Yang Feng and others choose. After selecting the number plate, the staff sent the number plate up. After a while, the staff sent the venue and order of Yang Feng and others to participate in the competition in turn. After the venue and order were determined, Yang Feng compared it with everyone.

Seeing that the venue and order did not repeat, Liefu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At least before entering the top 100, there is no possibility for the eight people to meet.

Yang Feng looked at the time, and his field was in the 68th battle area of the North District. There are two battles today, at 10 a.m. and 4 p.m. respectively.

"Bear by the way, remember to put away the silver equipment I gave you yesterday. You must remember what I said. Don't underestimate the enemy, no matter who the other party is. Yang Feng warned Gao Qiang and others.

"Brother Yang, don't worry, we will be careful."

"I will!"

"Then let's go. Brother Yang, you should also be careful."

"Uh-huh!"

Subsequently, because of the time of the game, Gao Qiang and others left one after another.

Looking at the lively central square, Yang Feng put away the sign and walked towards the North District. Under the guidance of the staff, Yang Feng came to the professional lounge in the 68th battle zone in the north. Before Yang Feng's arrival, many professionals had come here. These professionals are tall, short, fat and thin. When they saw Yang Feng coming in, they couldn't help looking at Yang Feng.

In addition to the junior nine-level professionals who dared to stare at Yang Feng, those with poor strength immediately looked away.

Yang Feng stuffed the number card of the game into his pocket, sat on the chair beside him, and rubbed his swollen temples. He was a little tired these days. There is nothing we can do about it. In order to accompany his parents and Dongfang Xue, Yang Feng can only get up early. In addition to all kinds of complicated things, he can't take a break.

I don't know if Dongfangxue will come to watch his own game.

Yang Feng suddenly thought, he should be able to do it. Maybe he had been waiting on the stage for a long time. Thinking of Dongfang Xue's delicate face, an inexplicable joy appeared in Yang Feng's heart.

"Are you Yang Feng?" This is, a rude voice interrupted Yang Feng's imagination.

"Are you?"

Yang Feng turned his head and saw a two-meter-tall, dark-skinned man standing in front of him. The other party is also a junior nine-story professional, standing in front of Yang's cover, and his huge and thick body is like an iron tower. Compared with the other party, Yang Feng is more than twice as different in body.

"I'm your opponent in the first game, my name is Long! Remember my name, or you won't have a chance when the game starts. Long stretched out his tongue and wiped it around his neck with his right hand, and then walked away.

"There is no chance?"

Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

When he was in the right mood, he was interrupted by this guy. When he saw such an arrogant person, Yang Feng's good mood was ruined by this guy.

Professionals in the distance cast sympathetic eyes on Yang Feng.

"You're miserable!" A professional sitting behind him suddenly said.

"I'm miserable?" Yang Feng looked at each other puzzledly.

"You don't know who Long is, do you? That guy is a murderer. None of his opponents can stand down, and only one of the ten can live. That guy participated in the last Eternal Gate Competition and reached the semi-finals. If he hadn't accidentally tripped over the other party and fell out of the line, he would definitely be able to enter the top 100. You'd better be careful.

"Maybe I'm one-tenth?"

"Maybe! Ha ha! Maybe, good luck. My name is Ade. Then the professional slits his mouth and smiles.

"Thank you!"

Yang Feng thanked him.

Ade is not very optimistic about Yang Feng.

Although they are all nine-level strength in the first level, there are not many people who can really play the nine-level strength in the first level and do not have stage fright. The reason why Ade is not very optimistic about Yang Feng is that Yang Feng is a student of a college. Among professionals, no matter how strong the students are, they are a novice in the battle. Especially in the eyes of some professionals who work hard, the students are worse than the newcomers among them. Strength is one aspect, but it is more psychological stability. Once stage fright, even if you have full strength, you can only play 70%. Often, students in the college are most prone to stage fright, especially those with poor strength. After being threatened, they are basically equivalent to a waste after playing. Therefore, many professionals will be jubilant when they hear that their next opponent is the students.

Soon, the qualifiers began.

Yang Feng walked to the entrance and looked at Platform 68.

Two professionals have taken action, the black crystal warrior against the knight. There is no suspense at all. The Black Crystal Warrior has eight layers of strength, while the knight is only seven layers. Several combat skills were hit in a row, and the knight was kicked out of the field. After that, there were six games one after another, and these six games were also normal. Basically, the strong side wins, and there is almost no strong victory over the weak.

Although the audience outside the field was a little excited, it was also a little boring after several such games in a row.

"Next, welcome Mr. Long, No. 16th, No. 665 and No. 4, 16th." The referee shouted.

" Long! Long!"

"Come on, come on! Come on, Long!"

With the shouts of the audience, the strong Long walked slowly to the stage. The pace seemed very heavy. Every step on the ground made a banging sound, which shocked the referee beside him. After a while, the referee suddenly shouted, "Is 163 Five there? Sixty-three-five, come up and play. I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't come up again, you will be disqualified.

Hearing the referee's voice, there was a burst of laughter in the audience.

"Isn't it afraid of Long? Run away."

"It should be!"

"Let's win quickly."

Yang Feng's eyes noticed the highest seat in the audience. Although it was far away, Yang Feng still saw it. Dongfangxue came. Looking at Dongfangxue, Yang Feng was a little excited at the bottom of his heart. I don't care much about the shouting in my ear. Dongfang Xue also stared at Yang Feng and smiled at Yang Feng at the same time.

"Yang Feng! It's your turn." Ade on the side reminded Yang Feng.

"Oh? Is it me?"

Yang Feng then looked at his brand number, which was indeed one sixteen thirty-five. The referee didn't tell his name just now. Yang Feng thought it was Long playing with someone else in this game.

Under the boos of everyone, Yang Feng walked to the stage.

"Damn it! How does this guy fight? Just a little meat is not enough, is it?

"I thought there would be some good games, but I didn't expect it to be the same as just now. No, it may be worse than just now.

"Get out of here! Get off the stage and get out of here before Long breaks your head.

"It's boring. Let's get off the stage."

The audience booed one after another. Whether it was his size or momentum, Yang Feng standing on the field could not compare with Long at all. The slightly thin body makes people feel weak, especially when compared with Long.

Yang Feng quietly looked at Long on the opposite side.

"Ky! How do you want to die?" Long picked up his eyelids and pointed his cracked mouth to Yang Feng.

"Are there many ways to die?" Yang Feng asked puzzledly.

"Of course! Do you want to be torn to pieces, or do you want to be cut off your head? Long said excitedly that he couldn't help but get excited at the thought of killing people.

"I don't even want to." Yang Feng replied.

"Don't want to? Then I'll help you choose and break your head first.

Long roared, bang! The body like an iron tower rushed out. Although he is huge, his speed is not much slower. With two huge slaps, they patted Yang Feng on the head. Seeing Long take action, all the audience present were excited. The favorite of these ordinary audiences is to watch the professionals being killed by Long. Only at this moment can they see the fight of professionals. In the past, professionals were much higher than them in terms of status and status.

Long is a beginner, nine-level professional, and also an experienced killer. If you are another professional, you may be cut off your head. However, Yang Feng will not be one of them.

Yang Feng did not retreat or dodge, allowing Long's huge slap to slap down.

"It's dead!"

"Die, black-haired teenager, it's better to have your head crushed."

"Kill him, Long, kill him quickly."

The audience was excited.

Pup!

The crisp sound of slaps came.

I got it!

Long's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face showed joy. His slap contains the raging man's fighting skills. Even if the black crystal warrior is slapped by this, his head will be patted.

"I said that you will be cut off your head by me..." Long stretched out his hand ferociously and grabbed Yang Feng's neck.

"Real?" Yang Feng poked his head out and looked at Long.

"Your head... Your head was not broken by me... No! How can this be... You have been smashed by me. Death! I'm going to crush your body completely." Long roared and grabbed Yang Feng's shoulder.

"You are not good enough to crush my body."

Yang Feng's head suddenly hit Long's head.

Bang!

With a click, the sound of broken bones came, and Long covered his head and let out a painful sad cry. However, the game is not over. Yang Feng took Long's hands and said coldly, "Have you killed a lot of people with your hands? I'll completely abolish it for you." After saying that, break it down. With a click, Long's hands were completely abolished.

"And your feet have also trampled a lot of people, and I will help you waste them." Yang Feng broke Long's foot.

"Ah... you kill me..." Long roared in pain.

"Kill you? No! I want you to live in pain. You can no longer kill people, and you can no longer trample on others at will. Many of your enemies have wanted to kill you for a long time. They will be willing to make you suffer to death. Yang Feng raised Long.

Looking at Yang Feng's thin body lifting Long, the audience was stunned. The whole platform 68 suddenly became silent. Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng grabbed Long's collar and swung him up.

feng feng feng......

With a scream, Long was thrown out after being swung a few times. It hit the shield on the field and was ejected down.