"Second round, Lin Feng, Tian Zi'an, Fan Dong."

The middle-aged man read sixteen names.

They all passed the first round.

Enter the second round.

"This microphone," the steady referee said hesitantly.

"Grandma's, just eat it!"

The funny referee bit the microphone bit by bit, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng.

To be honest, he didn't understand why Lin Feng was able to break through [-].

If you break everything, you will become a peak god.

That's for the entry level.

As for the emperor level, it is very good to break 1000.

However, with that person as the checker, it is impossible for Lin Feng to cheat.

Where is the problem? Could it be that this kid has become a god?
gods? !
It is also unlikely.

Just when the funny referee had infinite brain power, Lin Feng got the value of [-].

The second round has begun.

The second round is about the conception.

"I think, in terms of realm, Tianzi'an is uniquely blessed, and he should definitely be able to take the first place!"

The steady referee said in a deep voice.

Tian Zi'an, well-known, the younger generation, is invincible.

Even if it is a hundred-level god, there are very few people who are his opponents.

However, Lin Feng's performance in the first round was really amazing.

Therefore, prudent referees can only use what they should.

rather than absolute.

The old referee still shook his head and said.

"I think Lin Feng can take the first place"

As soon as the funny referee heard this, he quit immediately.

In the first round, perhaps for some special reason, the value of [-] was obtained.

But the second round was different.

Steady and steady mood.

Generally speaking, geniuses only pay attention to cultivating their mind and conception when they enter the seal level.

Even in geniuses, such as Tian Zi'an.

It is only at the peak of the emperor level that people pay attention to cultivating their minds.

This Lin Feng, who is only at the beginning of the emperor level, is definitely not as good as Tian Zi'an.

"I bet Tian Zi'an wins, if I lose, I'll eat the table!"

The funny referee didn't believe that Lin Feng could win this round.

"Hehe, you are an emperor, you should admit defeat, otherwise, you will lose face."

Tian Zi'an continued to speak coldly.

Everyone guessed that Tian Zi'an missed the test in the first round.

To get back the first place in the second round.

At this time, it really disturbed Lin Feng's mind.

However, Lin Feng's heart was already invincible.

How can a few words can disturb it.

"If I get the first place again, you will be the one who loses face."

Lin Feng smiled lightly.

What a coincidence, Lin Feng drew lots and came last again.

The Son of Heaven is arranged in the penultimate place.

Lin Feng noticed this and thought,

Could it be that Wanbaojie did this on purpose?
Use it to slap me in the face.

The more this is the case, the more Lin Feng will not let them do what they want.

Lin Feng originally thought that this round should be stable, and it would be good to be ranked sixth and seventh.

As a result, the emperor didn't know what was good or bad.

That's right, let him get slapped in the face again!

The test of conception is a roulette wheel with one thousand and eight grids.

The more grids that light up, the higher the score.

The end of the entry level is a thousand grids.

As for the level [-] gods, [-] grids were full when recorded.

"Number 10!"

The hundred gods came to power.

He has a serious expression, and his cultivation doesn't even need to be at the emperor level, which is a great shame!
We must win the second place in this round!

He knew that he couldn't compare to the emperor's safety.

Even if he can compare, he can't show it.

He still uses this principle when dealing with people.

So as not to provoke the dissatisfaction of Tianshengjiao.

Close your eyes, connect with your heart, and the grid on the disc will automatically light up.

Soon, Level 950 God lit up [-] grids.

Among the hundred-level gods, it can be regarded as a top existence.

The hundred-level god nodded in satisfaction, thinking, this time he will definitely be second.

950, not his limit.

He estimates that the limit is around 980.

But in order to estimate the safety of the emperor, the 950-level god was chosen at the wonderful value of [-].

Then, a few more were tested.

Of course, no one has passed 800.

Out of the 712-level gods, the highest is [-].

"Number 15!"

The middle-aged man shouted.

Tian Zi'an immediately came to the stage, closed his eyes, and contacted his mind.

The grid on the disc was quickly lit up.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of it was lit.

Take a few breaths to light up 1000 grids.

Of course, Tianzi'an can only be fixed at 1000 grids.

"Hey, almost~"

Tian Zian said helplessly.

He has a feeling that as long as he advances to another level, he can break the record and light up the 1001st frame.

Of course, in the eyes of others, there is only envy.

Secretly, they all praised,

As expected of the successor of the Heavenly Sacred Sect, when he made a move, he was astonished as a heavenly man.

It is equal to the record of entry level.

However, some people believed that Tian Zi'an would definitely be able to break through the 1001st grid within the [-]th level.

Because, he is only level 95 now.

There are still 5 levels of room for improvement.

Seeing this, the funny referee slapped the table hard and laughed.

"I just said that Tianzi'an will definitely win the first place."

"I won't eat this table!"

The steady old man said in a deep voice.

"I don't think so. Lin Feng is as stable as Mount Tai at this moment."

"It's either a fool, or it's a well-thought-out plan!"

Obviously, the prudent referee chose the latter, and his cultivation base can exceed [-], he is definitely not a fool.

The old man even agreed with his words, said.

"I think there is no need to compare. Lin Feng, he gives people a submissive mood, and he can definitely suppress Tian Zi'an."

"Hello, are you relatives of Lin Feng?"

"If Lin Feng wins, I'll even eat the spare table!"

Funny judges don't believe in this evil.

"Number 16!"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng appeared beside Yuanpan.

He raised the disc with one hand and looked at the crowd.

Crowd: ? ? ?
This can't be anything.

The disc of conception means closing the eyes, so as to connect with the mind to the greatest extent.

In doing so, he couldn't reach the maximum value of the conception.

"Damn it, I forgot about Lin Feng, I have never used this disc before."

Wan Shangshang cursed secretly.

In this way, Lin Feng will suffer.

So far, the eighth is to light up 351 grids.

This achievement is almost invincible in the emperor class.

In other words, if Lin Feng takes it seriously, there may still be a chance.

However, when everyone thought that Lin Feng was no more than a hundred.

The disc lights up instantly, and half of them light up.

Afterwards, the lattice was continuously lit.

Soon, 1000 grids were lit up.

A record below level [-]!
Lin Feng has arrived!
Of course, this is not over yet.

Lin Feng sneered and glanced at Tian Zi'an.

The grid lights up again.

Then, light up a grid every few breaths.

It was not until frame 1007 that Lin Feng let go and put it back in place.

"Grid 1007! First!"

The middle-aged man couldn't believe it.

Just raise your hand, you can break a thousand.

Is this still emperor level?
Even a hundred-level god can hardly do it.

He couldn't be a level [-] god in disguise.

The middle-aged man speculated that even if the emperor started to cultivate his mind, he would not be able to achieve this point.

If Lin Feng knew this doubt, he would definitely answer it.

I have cultivated my mind from the very beginning.

"This guy is really fierce."

Wan Shangshang couldn't help but said.

This is the power of boundary force!
"Hey, I almost lost my strength."

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly and said.

other people:! @#¥%...

It also keeps people alive!

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