Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look at the center of the battle.

"Who wins and who loses?"

In a moment, the golden light disappeared and the smoke and dust disappeared.

People saw a man standing on the broken battle platform, dressed in a torn manner, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, looking very embarrassed and weak.

But it has dark skin and dark hair.

That's right, it's Lin Feng.

For a moment, everyone lost their voices, and the whole world seemed to be silent.

People know what this means.

Lin Feng blocked this terrifying blow! People looked around but could not see the Holy Son Tarot of the Angel Temple.

What about others?

"Oriental Monkey, you, what's wrong with me the Son of the Angel Temple?"

An old woman shouted in the Western Angel Temple.

"Old witch, you respect me so much. That's the power of an angel. What can I do?"

Lin Feng pretended to be frightened, then looked at the old woman and said, "Mad, do you want a little bit of the green lotus in your Western temple? He actually used his divine power?

It’s a pity that the boy’s body was too weak to withstand divine power at all. He had a backlash and was blown up and cracked, and there was not even a bone residue left. It was also considered a cycle of cause and effect, and he was unhappy in retribution."

"What, you say, the Holy Son Tarot--" the old woman in the Angel Temple screamed.

"Purchasing seedlings to help grow, it will backfire and no one can blame others."

Lin Feng looked at the referee and said, "The opponent is gone, can we declare the winner?"

Win?

Did we really win?

He, he really accomplished an unprecedented feat, defeating all Western players by himself?

Oh my God, this is incredible.

The whole audience was silent for three seconds, then boiled and completely fryed.

And there was a tsunami-like cheer from the Eastern camp.

In the Western camp, everyone was like a dead father, with an extremely ugly face.

"hateful!"

Director Char slapped the table in anger and turned around and left.

On the central battle stand, Lin Feng looked at the Eastern camp, grinned and said, "Fortunately, I am not humiliating my fate."

After saying that, he softened and fainted.

"Hurry, take Mu Feng to heal the wound."

He rushed down with one person, hugged Lin Feng and disappeared.

Hilton Hotel.

"I'll beg you, you have body odor, it's so smelting. Hurry up, let me go quickly."

Lin Feng opened his eyes and said disgusted.

The so-called injuries and coma are all pretending to be for Westerners to see.

"Damn, you boy is--can't let go, there are still eyes staring in the dark."

I suddenly realized that this kid was pretending.

Lin Feng was speechless, "I'll go, can I run faster, I can't stand it anymore."

"You hold on for a few more minutes and you will soon arrive at the room."

Seek one's own way.

“How many minutes?

I was not beaten to death, but I was also smothered by you."

Finally, I arrived at the presidential suite where I wanted to do it.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Feng broke free from his begging and rushed into the bathroom.

I was very depressed when I sniffed myself, and I smelled myself: "Do I have body odor?"

Soon, Lin Feng took a shower, walked out wearing a bath towel, sat down, poured a glass of red wine, and looked at Qiu himself with a smile and said, "Old Qiu, how are you acting?"

"Haha, it's so satisfying, it's so satisfying.

It's been so many years, and it's been a long time since I've been so happy."

He was in a good mood and smiled and said, "You didn't even see that old bastard Char, his nose was crooked."

"Haha, it won't take long to challenge the feat of the entire West alone. No, this is a miracle, an impossible miracle, and a battle to become a god."

"The name of Wood Wind will spread throughout the world."

Lin Feng waved his hand, "I don't care about these false names at all. If the country rewards me, it's better to have something practical-" "You boy."

He asked for his own head and smiled bitterly.

As he said that, he stood up, saluted very solemnly, and said, "Lin Feng, I thank you on behalf of the country."

Lin Feng stood up to avoid it and said in a deep voice: "If you want to thank you, thank those unknown heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country."

At present, Lin Feng told himself about the death of Jade and the great conspiracy of the West.

"They are the real heroes.

The nation will not forget them, and the people will not forget them."

He looked sad and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring the conversation. There is something about the Yellow Bird. I will report to No. 2 immediately and find him as soon as possible."

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded, flipped his palm, and took out a black alloy reagent tube containing red unknown liquid.

"This thing fell from the Tarot, I don't know what it is, but I have a feeling that it should be related to the Western conspiracy."

He nodded and said, "I will send someone to send the reagents back to China immediately and let relevant experts study it immediately."

The outside world was boiling and completely frying.

The World Martial Arts Conference, a challenge that no one has completed since its establishment, has finally been broken today.

Thirty-one consecutive victories.

Dongfang Mufeng swept all the players in the top ranks alone, including four temple sons. One of them was the leader of the young generation in the West. He was known as the Golden Son and was also beaten.

Such a record is amazing.
Chapter completed!