Ever since Lie Lao learned that he was going to have a final decisive battle with Situ Tianjue, the proud disciple of the Unparalleled Spear King, for some reason, he had the feeling of becoming an old enemy with the other party, and this feeling lingered on the ancient battlefield. The longer it lasts, the more intense it becomes.
"You are somewhat sure that you can defeat him now." Liu Lingfei didn't know about his relationship with Situ Tianjue, but she knew how powerful Situ Tianjue was.
In fact, I am afraid that no one in the Northern Spiritual Realm is unaware of the existence of Situ Tianjue.
"How certain... 40%." Qin Feng hesitated and replied.
Although Situ Tianjue was strong, he felt that he could compete with him.
But he was honest about the 40%.
His growth time is still too short, and he is inferior to Situ Tianjue in terms of realm. If his methods are almost the same, Qin Feng is definitely not his opponent, so after taking into account other strengths that affect the outcome, Qin Feng felt that he only had a 40% chance of winning.
"Forty percent?"
Liu Lingfei was surprised.
In fact, it is even more surprising to outsiders, because to outsiders, a 40% chance of winning is already unbelievable.
"What? Do you think it's too high?" Qin Feng said.
"Of course not. Originally, I thought you would give me at least a 50% chance of winning, but you only gave me 40%. This somewhat surprised me."
Qin Feng He smiled and said: "Situ Tian is definitely different from others. If it were anyone else, I would definitely say 50%, but facing this person, I can only say 40%. In fact, originally I should have said 50%, but then I thought about it. , just take out 10% and treat it as luck. If you are lucky, maybe I will win."
"I hope your luck will be very good!" Liu Lingfei said angrily.
She wasn't too worried.
In martial arts tournaments, very few people lose their lives. This is because there are people from the Beihai League protecting and monitoring the competition, and they will show up to stop them at critical moments.
So Qin Feng’s life is not in danger, so there is no need to worry about his comfort.
In addition, Qin Feng is younger than his opponent after all. Even if he loses, no one will laugh at him. If he wins, he will be famous throughout the ages.
Thinking about it carefully, Liu Lingfei felt that no matter what she did, Qin Feng would not suffer.
"It's getting late. Let's leave quickly."
Qin Feng hugged Liu Lingfei's slender waist and stood up.
About ten minutes later, Qin Feng felt the lottery scene. Wang Yuyan and others also noticed Qin Feng, waved to them, and sent a voice message.
"Why is this guy here? I thought he wasn't coming."
"It would be fine if he didn't come. Today, when he comes, we have so many people." A competitor."
Many people lamented in their hearts, which was a great pity.
They are all very impressed with Qin Feng’s strength.It was very scary, you must know that even the young leader of the Spirit Lion Clan was at the peak of the first level of the Divine Soul Realm, but now he died in the hands of Qin Feng.
Their strength is still insufficient compared with the golden lion, let alone Qin Feng!
Qin Feng's arrival instantly attracted the attention of many people.
Even Xuanyuan Wudi couldn't help but take a second look at Qin Feng. He was also very curious about this legendary figure.
"Boom."
At this moment, the big bell was struck, and the sonorous and powerful bells echoed in everyone's ears.
"The time has come, please draw lots."
Xuanyuan Wudi said loudly.
At this time, two young men in white clothes carrying swords flew out. They were actually carrying a crystal box. In the center of the upper end of the box was a round hole with a diameter of 30 centimeters. There are countless thick wooden bars inserted inside, each of which is as long as a pole.
The part where each wooden bar falls outside the box is covered with white cloth.
Qin Feng used his soul power to detect it like others, but it turned out that the wooden sign seemed to have restrictions, so they returned disappointed. Now they can only wait for the result of the draw.
Obviously, they want the game to be fairer.
"The first one, Chang Tian!"
The young man standing on the left side of Xuanyuan Wudi shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall, thick-skinned young man with dark skin emerged from the crowd.
He walked to the box and took out a slender and long wooden stick, "I choose this!"
Xuanyuan Wudi nodded, then waved his sleeves and made a The powerful hole shot on the white cloth of the wooden stick, and the white cloth immediately disappeared into smoke, as if it had never appeared before.
Soon, I saw the name Wang Jie written behind the white cloth.
"Chang Tian's opponent Wang Jie."
The two looked directly at each other, sparks flying in their eyes. It was obvious that neither one was convinced by the other.
"Next one."
As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer wooden picks, and the contestants' respective opponents are gradually matched.
Afterwards, Qin Feng learned that in order to prevent two or more contestants from drawing the same opponent, he numbered each person and stuffed them into copper balls to let the audience Bronze balls are drawn from half the number of contestants and announced in front of everyone.
Qin Feng was very lucky, he was number 100 and he won.
"Next, Qin Feng!"
When Qin Feng was called, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, some of whom had not yet drawn lots or were selected for The opponents are all worried and uneasy.
They are very afraid of meeting Qin Feng, because they know that meeting him is equivalent to meeting the God of Plague, and they will be unlucky!
As for others, they were waiting for Qin Feng to draw lots with anticipation. They were curious about who would become Qin Feng's opponent.
Qin Fengfeng walked forward calmly and drew one of the lots. Xuanyuan Wudi opened the white cloth again and saw the word Wei Tong written on it.
When he saw these two words, a young man in black in the crowd immediately turned ugly.
"Brother Wei, you are so lucky to have met a legend like Qin Feng."
Everyone who knew him was gloating about his misfortune.
However, Wei Tong's face was ashen, his fists were clenched, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said: "How could it be, I...how could I be so unlucky!"
The drawing of lots continued, Qin Feng was the first to lead people away. As soon as he stepped into the inn, someone in the lobby picked up a wine bowl and threw it at him.
Qin Feng quickly stretched out his hand, and as the profound energy surged, he saw that the water splashed in the air was condensed in one place, like a fist-sized water ball, suspended in Qin Feng's palm.
Qin Feng looked intently and saw a man in tatters with disheveled hair squatting on the bench, holding a shiny piece of roast duck, eating a lot, and from time to time. After taking a sip of wine, the sound was louder than the crowing of a rooster. People around him couldn't help but look at him. He looked like a starving ghost.
Seeing this, Qin Feng had a smile on his face.
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