Super Ring

After Wang Zhelong washed up, Lin Feng walked out of the room with him and started eating breakfast on the first floor.

"Lin Feng, Zhelong, you two have to cheer up today. There are eight matches to be held today, and only eight winners will be produced. I hope you two can enter the next round." Wang Qiyi looked at the breakfast. The two said.

"I don't need to worry about Lin Feng's strength. It's Zhelong, you have to stay steady." Wang Qiyi warned.

"Don't worry, dad, I have no problem, this time I will win." Wang Zhelong believed himself.

Soon everyone had breakfast, and a group of people walked out of the villa and came to the ring of the manor. Now the members of the Guwu family have come one after another and sit down.

After a while, everyone was there, everyone sat around the ring, watching the ring.

"Everyone is here, right?" Mr. Cheng stepped onto the ring and said through a megaphone.

"Next we will start the draw, please come up with yesterday's winner for the draw!" Mr. Cheng continued.

Then, Lin Feng and Wang Zhelong walked out and came to the arena. A total of 16 people, including yesterday's winner, came to the arena and began to draw lots.

Lin Feng came first. He reached into the lottery box and took out a note with the number three written on it. Then he went to the Ou Butler to register.

It seems that Lin Feng played in the third game. I don't know who got the number three like him? Lin Feng was a little curious about his opponent.

Lin Feng didn't step off the ring immediately after registering, but looking at the people who came to register, he wanted to know what kind of person his opponent was.

Finally, a young bald man took the number three to register with the Ou Butler. Lin Feng saw this situation and looked at the man. Except for his hair, he was covered with strong muscles.

It looks pretty good, but I don’t know how it will go.

After Lin Feng had seen his opponent, he walked off the ring, went to the place where Wang's children were sitting, found an empty seat and sat down.

"In the first game, Qiu Xiaoqin will play against Wang Hu!" Mr. Cheng shouted from the ring through a megaphone.

"En?" When Lin Feng heard the name of Qiu Xiaoqin in the first scene, he immediately put down the phone in his hand and looked at the ring.

"Prepare, start!" Mr. Cheng shouted.

As soon as Mr. Cheng's voice fell, Qiu Xiaoqin rushed towards Wang Hu with an arrow. The speed was extremely fast. Wang Hu took a step back and punched, but this punch did not hit Qiu Xiaoqin.

Qiu Xiaoqin slapped a palm while evading the punch. This palm hit Wang Hu's heart. Then Wang Hu flew upside down and fell off the ring. There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

It was another moment to solve the opponent. With his overwhelming strength, this Qiu Xiaoqin solved the opponent instantly in two consecutive games, making everyone quite impressed by her.

At this time, Wang Qiyi came to Lin Feng and said: "How sure are you against her to win?"

"Ninety-nine percent." Lin Feng said without hesitation.

"I guess her strength has reached the late stage of a Xuan-level martial artist, are you sure you can win 99%?" Wang Qiyi asked again.

"I'm sure." Lin Feng nodded.

"That's good." When Wang Qiyi heard Lin Feng say this, he was a little worried, but now he was relieved.

Wang Qiyi never thought about Lin Feng's level of warrior. He only wanted to win the game. As long as he can win, what level does it matter. In addition, Lin Feng is not a member of the Wang family after all, even if he is strong, it has nothing to do with him. At this moment, he and the Wang family are only interested. He has won honor for his family. As a reward, Lin Feng is rewarded for winning the game, and his family’s roaming dragon kicks.

"In the first game, Qiu Xiaoqin from Anyi won!" Mr. Cheng said.

After watching the first game, Lin Feng continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down. After Lin Feng played the King of Glory, the second game was over.

"Now let's invite two players from the third game to play!" Mr. Cheng's voice came over.

Lin Feng put his cell phone away and got up and went to the ring.

"In the third game, Lin Feng vs. Chen Fei" Mr. Cheng shouted through a megaphone.

Lin Feng stood on the court and looked at his opponent, that is, the bald man. He didn't know what ancient martial arts his family was practicing. He didn't even have hair. Could it be a monk? Lin Feng thought for a while.

The bald man also looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng was wearing a black vest, black trousers, and a pair of sneakers on his feet today.

"Prepare, start!" Mr. Cheng said.

As soon as Mr. Cheng's voice fell, the bald man roared and rushed towards Lin Feng.

The bald man rushed in front of Lin Feng, with a head hammer, towards the top of Lin Feng, Lin Feng was a little surprised, this man actually used his head as an attacking weapon.

Lin Feng took a step back and thought in his heart, is this the legendary iron head skill? Do you use your head as a weapon?

No wonder this person has no hair. All of his hair should have fallen out while practicing iron head skills. Lin Feng understood it when he thought of this.

Lin Feng took the opportunity to hit Chen Fei's head with a punch with 70% of his strength. The next moment Chen Fei only felt that his head was hit by a sledgehammer. A burst of impact came, and the whole person staggered a few steps. People fall to the ground!

Chen Fei was just a martial artist in the early stage of the Xuan rank, and of course he couldn't stand up to Lin Feng's 70% strength. Although he had practiced iron head skills, his endurance was limited.

It is obvious that Lin Feng's strength has exceeded the limit that Chen Fei can bear.

"1,2,3,4..." Mr. Cheng has already started the countdown. If Chen Fei hasn't stood up before counting to ten, then Lin Feng won the game.

"8, 9, 10, this game was won by Lin Feng from the Songshan King's family!" Mr. Cheng said through a megaphone.

A punch, just a punch, decides the outcome, and Qiu Xiaoqin's palm is a fight, and there is a burst of cheers from the audience.

Many people are discussing what a battle would be like if Lin Feng faced Shangqiu Xiaoqin.

After Mr. Cheng announced Lin Feng's victory, Chen Fei got up from the ground. He shook his dizzy head. After looking at Lin Feng who had already stepped down, he also stepped down.

He knew that he hadn't lost injustice, and with the power of the punch just now, he might be in a coma for a few days if he was bigger.

Lin Feng returned to the place where the Wang family’s children were, took out his mobile phone again, and started playing. For Lin Feng, the games on the stage were a bit boring, not as interesting as his own mobile phone.

Lin Feng inadvertently opened the news browsing, and a piece of news about a rush in the Apennines in Italy caught Lin Feng's attention.

Lin Feng clicked on the news and started browsing, and found that there were dozens of casualties in the battle. It was about 11 o'clock in the evening Italian time yesterday.

Keen intuition told Lin Feng that this was probably related to the black butterfly, and Lin Feng immediately dialed Alia Doggs.

The phone was connected soon, and Lin Feng asked eagerly: "Mom, what happened to the Apennines Rush yesterday?"

"The battle is over, and we won. Although we also died of several Xuan-level martial artists and did not achieve no casualties, the headquarters of the Black Butterfly has been removed by us." Alia Douggs said on the phone.

"What? Why didn't you notify me in advance and let me fight with you?" Lin Feng was surprised, but also a little angry.

"I only have you as a son. If something happened to you, how should I explain to your dad." Alia Douggs said on the phone.

"Mom, are you not hurt?" Lin Feng worried.

"It's just a bruise, it's not in the way," said Alia Douggs.

"That's good, how about Uncle Su He He and the others? Did you go with you this time?" Lin Feng asked.

"I knew that you would ask them both. Don't worry, Su He and Uncle He were not injured. They were arranged at the end of the team by us, so they were not injured." Alia Douggs seemed to know that Lin Feng was worried. what.

After a pause, Alia Dogs said again: "The two of them should be back to China today. Your girlfriend is very beautiful, and my mother likes it very much."

"Mom, how do you know?" Lin Feng blushed at this moment.

"Is there anything you can hide from Mom? I noticed her as soon as she came to our Dougs family. I talked to her, and she said it all. Now their family's feud has been taken away, and she too There is nothing to pursue, you remember to treat them well." Alia Douggs said with a smile.

"Mom, don't worry, I will, I'm still busy here, I will talk next time." Lin Feng hung up after saying.

At this time, it was Wang Zhelong's turn to play, Lin Feng put away his mobile phone and focused on the game.

"The eighth and final game, Wang Zhelong vs. Zhu Wen" shouted Mr. Cheng.

Zhu Wen is also a descendant of Iron Sand Palm. Like his brother Zhu Li, this time he came to participate in the Guwu Conference. Both of them are the strongest young generation in the family. I don’t know if they are genetically bad. It was still a yellow-ranked warrior in the late stage, and did not reach a Xuan-ranked warrior.

Zhu Wen's elder brother Zhu Li had already lost to Wang Zhelong in yesterday's game, and today Zhu Wen is against Wang Zhelong again.

"Prepare! Start!" Mr. Cheng said.

At the beginning of the game, Wang Zhelong went directly to Zhu Wen, he came to Zhu Wen and kicked over.

Zhu Wen turned his hands into claws and wanted to catch Wang Zhelong's kick. Wang Zhelong laughed when he saw Zhu Wen's actions.

In the end, Zhu Wen’s palm caught Wang Zhelong’s leg, but as soon as he caught Zhu Wen’s face, his face changed. A huge force came from Wang Zhelong’s leg and directly shook his palm open. Finally, this kick hit him. On his belly, the whole person flew out of the ring off the ground.

The battle was resolved with one kick, and the audience below all clapped their hands.

"In the eighth game, Matsuyama Wang's family and Wang Zhelong will win!" Mr. Cheng wiped the sweat from his head.