“Brother, I don’t seem to know you, do I?”
Faced with the surprised look from the middle-aged deacon, Lu Feng was also stunned for a moment.
After all, he really had no impression of the middle-aged deacon in front of him. On the contrary, the other party seemed to know him very well.
"Ahem, cough, cough, I've lost my composure for a moment, I hope Brother Lu Feng doesn't mind...!"
He coughed a few times again, the middle-aged deacon calmed down, and then changed the topic, "This college The competition is divided into two rounds. The first round is a lottery challenge, and the second round is a free challenge. I wonder if Brother Lu Feng understands the rules? "
"Rules?"
Lu Feng's face showed a trace of confusion.
"Yes, in fact, the rules of the college competition are not complicated. The contestants are randomly drawn to match their opponents. The winner continues to challenge, and the loser is directly eliminated. As long as you can win three consecutive games, you can advance to the second round of free challenges!"
Similarly seeing the confusion on Lu Feng's face, the middle-aged deacon grinned again, and then He explained unhurriedly, "In addition, if the contestant can win more than five games in a row in the first round of the lottery challenge, he can receive an additional generous contribution point as a reward!"
As the saying goes, no one is too long for life, and no one is too rich for too much money. This contribution delivered to your door is worth it!
Besides, with Lu Feng's current cultivation level, as long as he doesn't encounter some top-ranked veterans in the South Academy, it won't be difficult to win five games in a row!
gene Lu Feng's hand was once again raised towards the middle-aged deacon opposite.
"Brother Lu Feng, there is no need to be polite, these are all my duties."
He also returned the gift, and the middle-aged deacon did not continue to talk nonsense. He immediately helped Lu Feng complete the registration procedures and handed the latter an iron token. There was a sticker sealed on the front of the token, which seemed to be Lu Feng's competition number.
"Number 15?"
Raising his hand to receive the iron token, Lu Feng exerted a slight force on his palm, and immediately shattered the sticker on the token, revealing a clearly visible large bold character.
According to the rules of the college competition, the first round is a drawing challenge, which means that Lu Feng’s opponent is the person who also drew the No. 15 token.
"The first round of the college competition, on the 15th, North Campus, Lu Feng!"
"The first round of the college competition, on the 15th, West Campus, Wu Lin!"
The next moment Lu Feng showed his token number, another deacon's loud announcement came from the side.
The next moment, a strong middle-aged man wearing a light white military robe was seen leaping past the crowd, and then landed firmly on one of the arenas in the martial arts arena. He seemed to be Lu Feng's opponent in this round.
"Level 1 of the Soul Realm?"
Yuanli sense was released, and he noticed that Wu Lin on the stage had a strong aura and had already reached the level of the spiritual realm. Lu Feng also raised his eyebrows slightly, then jumped and landed on the opposite side of the ring.
Although the Wu Lin in front of him was a first-level warrior in the spiritual realm, his strength was not weak, and he was ranked among the top students in the West Academy, he still couldn't do anything to Lu Feng.
After all, not even the Xie brothers from the Five Spirits Association could withstand Lu Feng's three moves, let alone Wu Lin, who was only at the first level of the Soul Realm.
"Lu Feng, with such a level of cultivation at such a young age, no wonder he dares to challenge the Five Spirits Society and the others, and even engages in a life-and-death battle with Xu Tianlong's sworn brother Cheng Xuyuan in public. There will be a lot of fun this time...!"
Seeing Lu Feng jump onto the ring, the middle-aged deacon in the audience also touched his chin, and then showed a meaningful expression on his face, as if he was quite familiar with the former's deeds.
Feng also stepped onto the stage, and Wu Lin also took a deep breath, and then a ray of pride appeared on his face, "However, the North Campus is just a place for a bunch of newcomers to fight with each other. Even if you can dominate there, it's not a big deal...!"
"As for my strength, it is not comparable to that of Liu Heng and others in the past. You will definitely lose this battle!"
"Really? That's not necessarily the case..."
Seeing Wu Lin looking like he was sure to win, Lu Feng just raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and then raised his index finger towards the former, "Go ahead, you only have one chance to beat me. As for your probability of winning, of course. However, it is not more than 10%."
"Arrogant!"
Faced with Lu Feng's contempt, Wu Lin's face suddenly fell, and he couldn't help but burst into anger. He immediately jumped up and attacked, and at the same time raised his hand and punched the former's pubic area!
Boom!
In an instant, the force of the fist broke through the air, the energy was raging, and there was a loud noise that could not help but cover most of the ring.
Obviously, Wu Lin did not hold back at all with this furious punch. Its power was powerful enough to seriously injure an ordinary first-level spiritual soul warrior!
Seeing Wu Lin's furious attack, Lu Feng not only had no intention of evading, but instead had a calm expression on his face and stood with his hands behind his back, as if he wanted to withstand the full force punch of the opponent's anger with his body.
锵! Bang!
There was a sound like the collision of gold and iron. The next moment, Wu Lin's body suddenly retreated, blood spilled in the air, until he finally fell to the bottom of the ring in a state of embarrassment, causing a mess of dust and mist.
"Pfft! How is this...possible?!"
Hurryly struggling to get up, Wu Lin's face turned pale and he vomited blood again. At this moment, his entire right hand was weirdly twisted and deformed, and it was obvious that the injury was serious.
More than that, just now Lu Feng didn't even use a trace of Yuan Power. He only relied on his physical strength to block his full punch and even seriously injured him!
When he thought of this, Wu Lin was extremely shocked and full of disbelief!
"I said, you only have one chance to beat me, and the chance of winning is less than 10%."
He also glanced at Wu Lin, who was seriously injured below the ring. Lu Feng still stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, as if he was just warming up and not using his full strength.
"Lu Feng, your strength is indeed extraordinary. Even if I continue to practice in the West Academy for more than ten years, I am still no match for you. I am convinced that I have lost this battle...!"
Seemingly aware of the huge strength gap between himself and Lu Feng, Wu Lin gritted his teeth and then saluted the other side with one hand, no longer as confident and arrogant as before.
After all, he is not Lu Feng's enemy in terms of Yuanli cultivation or physical strength. What's more, he has fallen into the ring now, and according to the rules of the academy competition, once he falls into the ring, he will be considered defeated!
Hence, Wu Lin knew very well that even though he was extremely unwilling to accept this battle, he would still lose it completely!
"Concession."
Facing Wu Lin's surrender salute, Lu Feng did not show off or show off, but just nodded.
After all, this is only the first competition, and there will be four subsequent competitions and a free challenge in the second round. The opponent Lu Feng faces is undoubtedly more powerful, and it is far from comparable to Wu Lin.
"The winner of the first round, North Courtyard, Lu Feng!"
"The competition continues!"
Seeing Lu Feng's first victory, a middle-aged deacon in charge of the referee also announced loudly next to the ring. His face was very calm at this moment, and he was not surprised at all.
After all, there are at least several thousand students participating in this college competition, and there are hundreds of arenas inside the martial arts arena. The battles in each arena are very fierce. Lu Feng, a mere student from the North Academy, will naturally not attract much attention, unless the opponent is really strong enough to crush the entire audience.
….
Not far from the martial arts arena, above the Guanli Pavilion
"That guy... it is indeed him!"
Looking at the familiar gray-robed figure on the ring not far away, Concubine Ren Xuan's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of joy, "The news sent by the emperor's brother in the past was indeed correct. This guy is now admitted to Luoxing. College, my visit today is not in vain! "
"Lu Feng, let me take a good look at whether you are qualified to be a guest of Prince Luo's Mansion now...!" Thinking of this, Concubine Ren Xuan couldn't help but raise her lips slightly, as if she was thinking about some unknown little thought.
「Huh?」
He seemed to have noticed something. Lu Feng turned to look at the Guanli Pavilion not far away, with a look of surprise on his face, "Strange, is this an illusion..."
Just now, he vaguely felt a very familiar Yuanli aura secretly looking at him, and the source of the aura was coming from above the Guanli Pavilion not far away.
It's just that Guanli Pavilion has a concealment formation inside, so outsiders can't see what's going on inside.
Hence, Lu Feng didn't know for a while what this aura of Yuan Power was, and he just thought it was his own illusion.