Chapter 73: Beat up Gui Wu, he is an assassin
In the stands.
Guiwu was shocked when he heard that he was the first to appear in the round.
I also wanted to perform well in front of the leader of the Temple Alliance.
He stood up gracefully, looked towards the center of the arena with a smug look, and said arrogantly: "Let me see who is so unfortunate to become my opponent..."
But the moment he set his eyes on the field, Guiwu, who had been unruly just now.
Suddenly I felt my calves go weak, and if it hadn't been for the handrail next to me, I would have almost stumbled and fallen to the ground.
Gui Wu swallowed his saliva and said subconsciously: "How did I meet this evil star!"
Looking at Gui Wu who was frightened like this, the ghost frowned.
"What are you afraid of?"
"Wouldn't it be better if you met him in the first game? You could just report him for identity fraud and force him to withdraw from the competition. Then you could directly advance to the top ten. Besides, the leader of the Temple Alliance is here this time. No matter how powerful he is, are you still afraid of some trouble he might cause?" The ghost shadow spoke out what he was thinking.
"Yes!"
Gui Wu suddenly had an epiphany, and his eyes glowed with gold.
Thinking back to how he was beaten into a pig's head by Lin Feng, it is impossible for you to say that he doesn't hate Lin Feng.
If his strength had allowed it, he would have taken action the last time he met Lin Feng.
But it’s different now. He has the leverage over Lin Feng in his hand, and today he is representing the Knights Templar to find out the undercover agent in the Knights Templar.
Besides, with the alliance leader Yang Haohan around, what is there to be afraid of?
Suddenly, Gui Wu imagined the scene of Lin Feng kneeling down and begging for mercy...
That's when.
The referee on the field waited for a long time but didn't see No. 36 appear, so he gave a reminder.
"No. 36, if you fail to reach the competition venue within ten breaths, you will be automatically deemed to have conceded defeat."
Looking at Gui Wu who was still immersed in his fantasy, the ghost took out a dark green short knife and handed it to him, saying: "Take this, this weapon can break the defense of the fifth-level liquid spiritual power."
As time was running out, he let Guiwu put away his weapon and without waiting for him to react, he turned his body and kicked Guiwu in the butt.
Suddenly, the sound of armor colliding came from the stands.
I saw Guiwu rolling from the high stands along the path to the edge of the stadium.
He was wearing heavy armor, but nothing happened.
Guiwu naturally became the focus of the whole audience.
Looking at Gui Wu who appeared in this way, the referee couldn't help but joked: "The way contestant No. 36 appeared is quite special."
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw this funny scene.
Watching the farce in the audience, Han Qian couldn't help but speak.
"Okay, now that everyone is here, we can start."
At this time Guiwu also jumped up and walked to the center of Saishang in a fancy way.
With both of them already there.
Suddenly, a circular barrier appeared around the playing field.
The referee also said: "I will reiterate the rules of the game. You are not allowed to intentionally injure your opponent. If one party dies, the other party will be declared the loser, and the branch temple in that city will be held responsible."
"The first match of the fourth round begins,"
The referee had just finished speaking when he was about to leave.
Guiwu suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Wait a minute."
The referee frowned slightly and looked at Gui Wudao with some displeasure: "What do you want to do now?"
Gui Wu did not answer the referee's words, but looked at Lin Feng with a face that deserved a beating, and said with excitement: "Number 99, I'm giving you a chance now. Either you withdraw from the competition, or I will make your identity public."
Looking at Guiwu who was being unreasonable and looked like he deserved a beating.
Lin Feng is not thinking about the threat he has posed to him now. He just wants to beat this guy up.
Let him remember this lesson. Lin Feng looked at the referee and asked, "Has the match started?"
The referee was stunned for a moment by Lin Feng's sudden question, but he quickly came to his senses and said, "It has already started."
Lin Feng rubbed his fists, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Gui Wudao: "You still don't remember much."
Looking at Lin Feng's kind expression, Gui Wu's body was suddenly frightened.
To him, Lin Feng's expression was no different from that of a devil.
No, this is different from what he imagined.
Just when he subconsciously wanted to summon the Warcraft mount to protect himself, Lin Feng's figure flashed quickly, and Gui Wu had no time to react.
An uppercut hit him directly in the jaw.
Lin Feng seemed to remember something, and looked at Gui Wu who was knocked away and said, "I remember asking you to copy the Knight's Code a thousand times last time. Have you finished copying it?"
Lin Feng didn't wait for Gui Wu to answer, and continued: "Seeing that you didn't copy, let's continue the previous game."
Hearing Lin Feng's words, Gui Wu shuddered suddenly, his eyes filled with fear.
He subconsciously looked towards the podium for help.
But when he opened his mouth, Lin Feng had already appeared beside him.
He smiled faintly and said, "Wrong answer."
With one kick, Guiwu was kicked high into the air.
Not surprisingly, under Lin Feng's clever attack, Gui Wu was slaughtered unilaterally without even the most basic ability to fight back.
Looking at Lin Feng's simple and crude attack.
Looking at the people on the stage, they all gasped.
But at this moment, someone suddenly shouted.
"Well played."
Immediately, everyone around applauded. Facing Guiwu who was beaten unilaterally, the group did not feel sad for his experience, but were happy instead.
"Good fellow, I've wanted to get this guy for a long time. He walks like an idiot."
"Yeah, during yesterday's match, he was also madly humiliating his opponent, shaking his head. Just looking at him made me want to beat him up."
"That's nothing. I saw this shameless guy snatching a kid's lollipop in the Holy City a few days ago."
"How can there be such a shameless guy?"
"Seeing him get beaten up made me feel better."
……
After beating Gui Wu continuously, Lin Feng felt much better. It was about time to end this boring game.
Lin Feng placed his right hand at an angle, and a seemingly plain and seamless sword appeared in his hand.
Just when he was about to take action, Gui Wu, who was beaten black and blue, suddenly shouted loudly: "Master, I want to report that No. 99 is not from the Knights Templar at all, he is from the Assassins Templar."
"The old man from the Knights' Holy Mountain can prove what I said."
As soon as Guiwu said this, the people nearby started talking about it.
"How is it possible? How can someone from the Assassin's Temple participate in the preliminary round of the Knights' Temple?"
"You know what, the speed of No. 99 is really frighteningly fast. Ordinary knights really can't reach this level."
"And didn't he just use any knight skills?"
"Now that you mention it, number 99 is indeed a bit strange. Aren't we knights usually required to wear armor?"
"His black outfit does indeed make him look like an assassin."
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(End of this chapter)