Nani, what's going on?

I lost, just like that - won again?

What the hell?

Are you sure this is not performed?

People were speechless and stunned. Is this still the World Martial Arts Conference?

If you don’t know, you think it’s a circus?

People think it’s weird and something is wrong, but they can’t tell it.

Especially several directors of the Western Alliance were so angry that they suspected that someone had taken advantage of it and were acting.

"Go and check the origin of this kid right away."

"Also, check the economic situation of these two people, whether it is abnormal.

If someone is bribed, once it is verified, it will be severely punished."

"This kid's luck is too shitty."

Some people think that Lin Feng is very lucky and these two Western players make mistakes, otherwise it would be impossible to win.

In the third scene, a dwarf who was only three feet tall, or one meter, held a double knife and a double kitchen knife. It is said that he was a butcher who killed pigs in the past. He killed thousands of pigs and learned a set of pig-killing sword techniques, which was very cruel.

With the raising of his hand, he waved his swords as fast as lightning. Soon, only bones remained in one leg, which was very terrible.

Unfortunately, this pig-killing master was very excited and nervous when he first appeared on stage, and he was eager to make contributions and charged quickly.

Then, he was in a tragedy.

I don’t know what I hit, it’s as hard as iron, no, it’s as hard as it’s hard, my head is almost cracked, my scalp is blown off, I fly in the air with my hair, and faints on the spot.

In this battle, Lin Feng didn't move, and he won inexplicably.

Win again?

In the Eastern camp, people were speechless, dumbfounded, and felt inexplicable.

Damn, that's OK?

He looked at Director Char with a smile and said, "Chairman Char, do you regard the Battle Stage as the acrobatic stage for the happy comedians?"

“Acrobatic table?”

Director Charl seemed to have suffered a critical hit of one million points, his eyes were too long, and he snorted coldly, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

In the Western camp, people's faces turned black and looked very ugly.

At the center battle stand, Lin Feng curled his lips and shook his head and sighed: "Oh, what kind of contestant is this? His psychological quality is too poor. When the hood flew away, he was so angry. Can you do it?"

The Western camp's face became darker.

Black as the bottom of a pot.

In their eyes, the wig of the pig-killing master flew away and then fainted from anger.

This, this is so embarrassing.

Immediately, he took out a bag of Hongtashan he carried with him, lit it under the attention of everyone, took a sip, and slowly spit out the smoke rings.

Oh my God, this is the World Martial Arts Conference. He, he actually got on like this, just like nothing happened?

Everyone was speechless and was dizzy.

He looked at the Western camp with dissatisfaction on his face and said angrily: "Hey, you guys are all crooked. Can you give me a big guy a good fight? It's always like this, your hands are itchy."

Finally, he sighed: "Oh, life is so lonely as snow."

Everyone vomited blood in the Western camp. I really want to say, "Loneliness, you uncle, this guy's face is so fucked."

The top-notch masters in the Western camp were so angry that they were so angry that they could not help but go up to tear Lin Feng apart immediately.

"Next, I hope I won't let it down-" Another Western expert took the stage.

This is a master of hidden weapons. He is very confident and fires a hidden weapon, then leaves without turning his head back.

He felt that one piece was enough to deal with a first-level heavy pressure genius with his hidden weapon speed and accuracy.

However, the next moment, the hidden weapon seemed to hit something, and returned the same way and pierced through the back of his head.

"This, what the hell?

I, am I dead under my hidden weapon?"

This Western master died on the spot and died with his eyes open.

In the Eastern camp, everyone was stunned again.

“Damn, that’s OK.

I am Buddha."

In the Eastern camp, someone shouted.

"Damn, Brother Mu Feng is so handsome."

Wang Xiaocong shouted strangely.

On the stage, I asked myself to smile and sighed that Lin Feng was beautiful in this move. Not only did he win four games in a row, but he also suppressed the arrogance of Westerners.

But he was also curious, what methods did Lin Feng use?

The other three directors, who didn't know Lin Feng's strength, all thought that the Western camp was stiff, not to mention how ugly it was.

"Mad, what the hell is this?

An actor?"

Director Char was furious and couldn't help but swear.

"Don't rest ashamed of Director Char, this kid is so evil."

Someone reminded.

Director Char calmed down and felt it was weird.

Since this strange boy came on the court, their Western players seemed to be suppressed immediately, just like the food chain was restrained, and various strange situations occurred, which was very evil.

The next three games were like this.

Lin Feng obviously did nothing, but his opponent made various mistakes and easily won seven consecutive games.

Everyone present was tidy and cracked, and they got used to it as they cracked.

“Damn, this is OK?

Brother Mu Feng’s luck is so good all the way, I’m so envious and jealous.”

Wang Xiaocong was speechless.

"Oh my God, how could he have such good luck after being kissed by God?"

“Is he the illegitimate son of the goddess of luck?

Otherwise, how could it be——” Someone in the Western camp shouted in disbelief, his scalp tingling.

Now, even a fool can see that things are not that simple, there is something wrong with this.

However, no matter whether in the East or the West, many experts cannot see it. It is very evil to see where the problem occurs.

Especially, every time he wins, Lin Feng shouts, with anger on his face, as if he is very hurt.

“Oh my goodness, why?

Who do you look down on?

Is there really no one in the West?

Oh, can you come to someone who is not so naive? Let me loosen my muscles and bones? Please."

In the Western camp, everyone's face turned black and felt very aggrieved, so they couldn't go up and slap them twice.

However, this was the case in seven consecutive games, which made them terrified and did not dare to be careless.

"People come, let's continue to give orders. Those who come on stage must not be impulsive."

Director Char said.

Then, he added: "In the words of the Eastern people, the enemy will not move, I will not move."

The spirit was conveyed. When the Western contestants came on stage, they stood still and looked at Lin Feng with alert eyes.

Lin Feng looked at the Western player, hooked his finger and shouted: "You - come here."

"Come here."

Western contestants did not listen to the bewitching, and followed Lin Feng's copy and shouted.

Lin Feng was so amused and whispered, "It's just a seven-game winning streak, so that's how scared it?"

"Wait, I'll go over and slap you."
To be continued...