Master of the End Times

Iron Morning took a look and found that he didn't know the man at all.

After all, Feng Licheng was suddenly asked to participate in this selection.

Besides, Fengli City has no affiliated gathering place at all and does not need to compete. The personnel are chosen at will, and the rest of the family does not gather any information.

By this time, Iron Morning had stepped into the field of the competition, and the energy shield had risen, isolating all external sounds and energy.

Doing so is also afraid of people pointing it out, then or what kind of game?

However, the rest of the family, and the leaders of the remaining four cities, all looked at the names on the screen and wondered why, raising a bad idea.

“Qin Feng? It can't be the same name! ”

“It must be a coincidence. How could the governor compete in such a contest? ”

“Speaking of which, the governor seems to be very young! ”

Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other with amazing uncertainty.

At this time, the most experienced and the most powerful moderator in the battlefield introduced the information of the two personnel.

Of course, this information was collected and chosen by the family.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we now see Iron Morning, 19 years old this year, strong in E3, skilled in martial arts with cold legs, wind mastery, lighting plum sword… etc., Iron Morning is the proud contest this day, the highest voiced genius of the four cities of the North Sea, talented! ”

All kinds of complimentary words, don't put them on Iron Morning.

And at this moment, another figure appears!

The figure is really young, just not short, 190 feet tall, slender and slightly thinner than the Iron Morning.

Dressed in a white combat suit with golden writing on the back.

Of course, the previous ten entrants, each wearing such clothes, did not look prominent.

It's just that at this time, both the D segment of the team, and the headmaster of the university who came to Four Cities, they all looked like shit.

The host's voice sounded again.

“Well, another contestant has appeared, is Qin Feng, 17 years old this year, awake for a year, strength is… confidential here first. ”

The host, as the tongue of the fighting field, naturally understood the movement, even knew that this Qin Feng, in fact, was the owner of their Feng Licheng.

It was super silent when I saw it.

In fact, in the column of strength, it is naturally filled in, it says C paragraph, but such strength, how can it be said?

Not only that, but also because of the private gambling, Qin Feng's bets are not high or low, but he will definitely win after buying them, but those who do not know Qin Feng will naturally turn to Iron Morning.

Is it not then that these people are pitted?

Many people on the scene know the identity of Qin Feng. They can all come from within the gathering area of Fengli, and there are also people from Shaanxi Town who were previously sheltered by Qin Feng.

But there are others, scattered groups of mercenaries and members of various forces who came here deliberately to watch the battle of genius. Those who know Tie Chen and those who do not know Qin Feng are present.

In such a weird situation, the total bet between the two is still not the same.

“This must be the Iron Morning Win! ”

“Yes, Iron Chen is a genius specially cultivated by the Iron Family. He is very powerful. He has already been E3 at a young age. Qin Feng doesn't know who he is, but he didn't say his strength. Maybe he is too low. I'm sorry! ”

“How long has it been since Feng Li was founded? What genius! ”

“We should at least get to Section E, otherwise we won't be able to participate! The 17-year-old is also a little scary! ”

“Yes, I think this Qin Feng is likely to flip, but why is the bet so low? It's boring!”

The audience was discussing, and the audience who knew the situation simply silently placed a bet on Qin Feng.

The moderator's words continued to be spread throughout the scene, “Let's introduce you to the judges of this selection competition, the D3 Genius, Lord Chen Xiang! ”

In the audience, there was a thunderous applause.

The intelligentsia is now the number one professional, and the power of D3 is horrible!

“The other, from the ancient Wushi family, the elder of the Yang family, the D1 ancient Wushu - Yang Mao! ”

The two introduced each other, and the moderator said, "Now that the game is about to begin, let's focus on two talents! ”

At this time, as Qin Feng stepped into the competition venue, TieChen finally put his smug eyes on Qin Feng.

He frowned slightly and said, "How come you don't have the badge of the capable? ”

Qin Feng took a faint glance at Iron Morning, “I'm afraid I'll scare you to death with it! ”

Qin Feng was telling the truth.

Qin Feng's badge of ability, but section C!

But in Iron Morning's ear, that is tantamount to provocation!

“Ha ha ha ha, not too old, not too much breath, can you still be stronger than me? I haven't even heard your name! ”

Qin Feng smiled slightly. “When you get back, someone will tell you my name! ”

Iron Chen obviously looked down on Qin Feng. “No need, I don't even want to know the name of the defeated general, that's just insulting my ears! ”

The contempt in Iron Morning's eyes is obvious, and Iron Lei is going crazy out there!

Do you have any idea who the person in front of you is? Do you believe that they pinched you?

But obviously, Qin Feng didn't have that intention, and on the other side, the sound of the machine also rang.

“Countdown: 10, 9, 8…”

“Three, two, one! Begin!”

“Let's give it a try, hegemonic! ”

Iron Chen's character was exaggerated, arrogant, and very dominant. He was too lazy to meddle with such “little people” as Qin Feng, because there were two more games below, and he might meet Hou Jia and Yang family members, among them, only he existed as an opponent.

So he intends to kill Qin Feng in a second, lazy each other to waste his internal resources, and when he strikes, it is a tough move.

Of course, in the face of Qin Feng, TieChen didn't even use weapons!

This tactic came with an unparalleled momentum, and the inner force formed a whirring wind, which can be seen clearly by the naked eye, making people feel like it was loud.

Qin Feng looked up and raised his hand. He only extended his index finger.

For a moment, a pure internal force was transformed into a straight line, breaking through the hegemony.

Or it was through the blind spot of the hegemonic palm, bypassing the palm, instantly concentrating on the shoulders of Iron Morning.

Iron Morning only sensed a tremendous wave of force coming from him and the horrific insides crashing him out.

Iron Morning's legs flew more than twenty meters from the ground, before the horrific hegemony was naturally unsustainable over twenty meters due to internal control, and suddenly collapsed.

And Qin Feng, didn't move at all.