Chapter 835 Eighty percent enough

After hearing Lin Hao say this, Lu Chen and Ji Shuiyao finally figured out the situation.

It turned out that Lin Hao gave up the game because of "private affairs delay"!

After understanding all the situations, Ji Shuiyao suddenly smiled and said to Lu Chen: "Monk, it seems that we are lucky! We are missing such a strong opponent."

She laughed while saying that.

The little monk Lu Chenze said, "The little monk is different from you! The little monk is just Brother Lin, it feels a pity!"

"Stinky monk, damn it's aloof in front of me. I don't know your genius yet? Don't think that you will treat you as a relative if you speak up with brothers! Humph, we are here this time, just to touch the opponent's bottom, do you think they can't see it?" Ji Shuiyao cursed.

The little monk Lu Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and wanted to refute something, but in the end he could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Suddenly, the one-armed boy in black who had never spoken, stood up and said coldly to Lin Hao: "You, although you don't participate in the war! I will still regard you as an opponent!"

Feng Zixiu has a very murderous aura!

Especially the sword he carried on his back! The murderous aura is even heavier!

After Binglong said this, Feng Zixiu turned around and left!

Seeing Feng Zixiu leaving like this, Ji Shuiyao also smiled at Lin Hao and said, "Handsome brother, we will have a date later!"

After saying that, Ji Shuiyao also twisted her graceful waist and began to leave.

Only the young monk Lu Chen clasped his hands at Lin Hao and said, "Amitabha, the little monk is very happy to know Brother Lin. I hope tomorrow's competition, even if Brother Lin can't participate in the competition, he must come and have a look!"

Lin Hao said: "Okay, I will definitely go."

"The little monk will take his leave first."

After saying that, Lu Chen also left.

The three of them came inexplicably and left inexplicably.

Looking at the three of them leaving, Lin Hao suddenly turned around and said to Aman: "Aman, can these three people be your opponent?"

Aman didn't say anything, but just extended a gesture with the word "eight".

Lin Hao smiled when he saw it.

80%!

very good!

After patting Aman on the shoulder, Lin Hao suddenly sighed: "The descendant of the ancient God of War is worthy of being the descendant of the God of War!"

Only Dong Wanli on that side felt that his head was inconsisting!

He didn't know the meaning of Aman stretching out the word "eight"!

I don’t understand even more, what does “descendants of the ancient war god” mean in Lin Hao’s mouth!

The only thing he knew was that the three people who came just now were top talents in the three major sects of Yanlong City!

Looking at Lin Hao and Aman walking towards the room, Dong Wanli couldn't help but chase after him with curiosity.

"Lin Hao, tell me what does the word (eight) that Aman stretched out his hand mean? Is it the probability of victory that is 80% higher?" Dong Wanli asked.

Lin Hao: "..."

Lin Hao: "Do you just look down on Aman so much?"

Now Dong Wanli is speechless!

Depend on!

The other three are the top geniuses of the three strongest sects in the Southern Region. Isn’t it awesome enough to defeat 80% of the time?

But Lin Hao said, "Do you want to know what the eight that Aman stretches out means?"

"I think! Of course!"

"Okay, let me tell you! The (eight) that Aman stretched out is that he only uses 80% of his strength!"

When Dong Wanli heard this, he was completely stunned!!

Eighty percent strength?

Can you defeat the three top geniuses who came just now with just 80% of your strength?

this……

This... is too crazy!

Dong Wanli subconsciously swallowed, trying to say something, but when he said something, he didn't know how to say it.

...

In a spacious and bright room, sword energy soars into the sky.

In this bright room, there are more than a dozen sword cultivators in black standing here!

And the center is a tall old man sitting.

The old man's eyes are like dragons and his cheekbones are protruding.

If there is a cultivator from Yanlong City here, you will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. This person is one of the sword-holding elders of Zhengyuan Sword Sect: He Zhongtang!

"Are you sure that Luoxing City has such a strong opponent?" He Zhongtang's voice was loud, and he looked at the one-armed black-clothed boy standing in the center of the room.

Feng Zixiu!

"Report to my master, every word that my disciple said is true." Feng Zixiu's voice was as cold as his man.

When the old man heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then laughed loudly and said, "It's interesting!"

"It would be a miracle that a three-star cultivation city like Luoxing City can produce such a cultivation genius! Zixiu, I ask you, if you use your sword to deal with that young man named Lin Hao, how likely do you have to win?" He Zhongtang asked.

Feng Zixiu was silent for a while.

Then he spoke: "30%!"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen disciples of Zhengyuan Sword Sect present started to discuss.

"Why did Senior Brother Feng say 30%?"

"Yes, this is too dependent on other people's ambitions! You must know that Senior Brother Feng's sword is recognized as the strongest sword among the younger generation!"

"Yes! Senior Brother Feng never praised others like this in the past, how could he do this today..."

As the discussion sounded below, He Zhongtang's face also changed slightly.

"Zi Xiu, you learned swords at the age of three, entered the secret realm of the sword tomb at the age of twelve, fell into the sword tomb secret, came out of the sword tomb at the age of fifteen, and killed the demon cultivator of the Jindan stage with one sword at the age of eighteen. Why do you only say that you are only 30% sure to defeat the boy named Lin Hao?"

Feng Zixiu stood there.

He said: "I'm just telling the truth, please punish me!"

He Zhongtang frowned.

"Really that strong?"

“Very strong!”

"It seems that only your senior brother's sword can defeat him!" He Zhongtang asked.

Feng Zixiu nodded.

"But your senior brother's opponent is the thing in the treasure land!! How could he come out for a small Luoxing City?" He Zhongtang sighed.

Feng Zixiudao: "If the senior brother doesn't take off his sword, no one can be his opponent in the Foundation Building Hall of Fame! Including Wuliang Sect and Yinyue Sect!"

He Zhongtang was silent now.

"But don't worry, he has given up the competition!" Feng Zixiu suddenly said again.

Abandoned the game?

As soon as these words came out, an uproar sound appeared in the room again.

"Such a strong master actually gave up the competition?" Some disciples couldn't help but wonder.

Even He Zhongtang looked at Feng Zixiu curiously, as if he was waiting for his perfect explanation.

Feng Zixiu said in a cold voice: "He really gave up the game! He said that it was delayed because of private matters!"

After hearing Feng Zixiu say this, He Zhongtang burst into laughter.

"There is such a person in the world? It really makes me want to see who this person is!"

"The person who can make the youngest genius of my Zhengyuan Sword Sect like this, my Zhengyuan Sword Sect has been settled!!" He Zhongtang suddenly spoke.

The Foundation Building Hall of Fame Competition is to produce a younger generation of genius cultivators!

On the other hand, it is also for the purpose of recruiting genius-level disciples in major sects!

After all, every sect needs genius-level disciples to shine the clan and glorify the ancestors!
Chapter completed!