"Who can advance to the loser's resurrection match?"

"I think it's the lonely sword from the Baisheng Martial Palace."

"The performance of Tao Demon Holmes of the Netherfire Sect is even more eye-catching in the top ten games."

"Actually, this depends on some luck. After all, you have to play four games in a row, and there are only six hours to recover from the rest between each game. If you are seriously injured in one game, it will be troublesome."

Starting from the top ten games, every game is head-on at the competition platform.

The same is true for the loser's resurrection match, and the rules are more stringent. Five contestants compete in a circular battle and four consecutive duels, which not only tests the warrior's combat power, but also endurance and tactics are important.

After all, none of the five contestants who can enter the final ten are weak.

Gu Jian, Tao Mo Homme, Wang Zhaoyan, Xi Zhuo, and Lin Feng, there is not much difference in the odds of winning the championship. The highest Gu Jian is 1:72, and the lowest Lin Feng is 1:195.

After the top ten games, the odds of winning the championship changed, after all, all five of them had a loss.

In theory, the possibility of winning the championship is much smaller.

Lin Feng fell the most powerfully, from 1:16 to 1:195, which was the end of the five. In fact, it was normal. After all, Lin Feng was absent from the top ten. Whether the loser was resurrected by Lin Feng was still an unknown number, and the odds naturally fell sharply.

"Xiji, you are lucky. In the first game against Lin Feng, you can take the first bye to meet the second game in the best condition." ▼ Tao Demon Holme smiled and said, he was a powerful demon clan of the Nether Fire Sect.

"The second and third games are best for Lin Feng." Xi Feng's face was as rough as a rock, with expressionless face, and his voice was like a hammer. "The first game is in the best condition, and it would be useless for me to rest for six hours."

Wang Zhaoyan giggled and said, "What's the use of giving you a rest? It depends on how calm the Gu Jian is. This is the absolute strength. If you lose to Qin Qing'er in the top ten games, he will still be honored even if he loses. He is not like us."

Gu Jian frowned.

The two demons and one demon were cast in their eyes, and they obviously listed him as a public enemy, which was very troublesome in such a circular battle. Although he was sure, it would not exceed 60%.

If the two demons and one demon deliberately target him, his hope of promotion may not be able to pass 30% of them.

Suddenly, an uproar sound came from the surrounding area. Looking along the sound, Gu Jian's eyes lit up. He was very familiar with the figure, which was Lin Feng, who was also the Hundred Saints Martial Hall.

"Okay!" Gu Jian nodded secretly.

Two to three, he will not be at a disadvantage.

"Look, isn't that Lin Feng from the Baisheng Martial Arts Hall?"

"I didn't expect him to come to the loser's resurrection match, and I thought he had abstained."

"It's interesting now. Look at the faces of the other four contestants, they are solemn in an instant, as if they are facing a great enemy."

"That's right, after all, Lin Feng has killed the ferocious beasts in Hundong. Who among them can do it? In terms of combat power, Lin Feng had fought with Prince Yushu before, but he was only defeated."

"Yes, if Lin Feng wants to participate in the top ten, Qianshan Han Wang may not be able to win."

The heated discussions around reflected the solemn expressions of Tao Mohe, Wang Zhaoyan, and Xifeng. The appearance of Lin Feng undoubtedly increased the difficulty of their promotion. They knew very well how good Lin Feng had.

He may be stronger than Gu Jian!

The two demons and one demon whispered, and even discussed countermeasures. Lin Feng had already seen it early in the morning, but he glanced it past and didn't take it to heart.

For him, even if these two demons and one demon came together, he wouldn't care.

"Brother Lin." Gu Jian stepped forward and greeted with a smile.

"Brother Jian." Lin Feng also smiled and replied.

"It's good that you're here." Gu Jian looked into the distance with his eyes, "If you don't come, I will be exhausted by the three of them."

Lin Feng smiled.

"I'm here, don't you just have one more competitor?" Lin Feng said. No matter what, only one of the five people can advance today.

"It doesn't matter." Gu Jian said freely, "This is at least fair competition."

Lin Feng nodded, "We are the last contest, right?"

Gu Jianqing, "There will be a battle without any scruples at that time."

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded.

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The capital of the empire, in the duel arena.

At this time, it was crowded with more than one million spectators. There were saints who maintained order and set up the highest galaxy-level defense system outside the duel field, with a super-III energy shield that could perfectly resist attacks below the black hole level.

Two duel arenas, at the same time!

There were five contestants, one of them was bye. Lin Feng’s opponent in the first round was Xijue, a powerful demon clan.

"Do you think Xijue can win?"

"I think about Xuan. Lin Feng's illusion is very powerful. The weakest demon clan's strongest one is illusion defense."

"That's right, Lin Feng's illusion can even punish evil beasts in the cave. It's quite terrible. Xi's misfortune this time is more and more good."

"I don't think so. As long as Xifeng defends to the death and plays his advantages, he may not be able to compete with Lin Feng. After all, Xifeng's defense is very strong. Lin Feng's attacks cannot break Xifeng's defense except for the illusion."

The competition has sparked heated discussions before it even started.

The audiences in the field are basically stellar and galaxy warriors, and they have clear and direct judgment skills. They are more optimistic about Lin Feng. After all, compared to Xiju, Lin Feng's record is more brilliant.

Among the five, the only demon girl, Wang Zhaoyan, who was in the fore, watched the battle between Lin Feng and Xi Shi.

Her opponent in the next round is Lin Feng.

"Let's see if this Lin Feng is a flowery or really powerful." Wang Zhaoyan smiled charmingly, which made the audience around him stunned and his heart beat faster.

"Xi's appearance is honest, but not stupid at all." Wang Zhaoyan pursed his lips slightly: "This guy has already prepared to participate in the loser's resurrection competition and borrowed a mosaic treasure."

"The macaroni mirror that can break the illusion."

"If Lin Feng wants to beat him with the illusion, hehe, he won't know who will win if he wins."

On the duel stage.

Xi Li, who was wearing earth-gray armor and was not astonishingly beautiful, had already stood there. He was indeed wearing a mosaic treasure in the cover of his chest, with the purpose of dealing with the illusion of Lin Feng and Wang Zhaoyan.

He knew his weaknesses well, and there were two illusion powerhouses in the round-robin competition, so he was ready early in the morning.

"The first game is very critical." Xifeng looked at Lin Feng who was jumping onto the duel platform ahead, with a raging fighting spirit in his eyes. The first game was a morale battle. If he could win, he would be able to take advantage of the situation and his winning rate would increase greatly.

A huge totem hammer appeared in his hand, and Xi's heavy feet stepped on the ground in the duel arena, making a loud noise.

He wants to win!

"So what if you kill the ferocious beast in the cave? I must be the one who won this game!" Xi Yan roared and proudly said Bi Sheng's declaration. In an instant, the audience around him roared thunder and the atmosphere was ignited.

However, Lin Feng still stood quietly and ignored him.

The Yulun Saint, who was in charge of the "First Game of Resurrection", took off a long voice and shouted loudly.

"start!"

…(To be continued.)
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