Of the 200 Tianjiao, only one has not been present.
All of a sudden triggered all the discussion, the vast majority of people believe that Luo Feng stage fright.
With the strength of Luofeng, there is no chance of winning in today's high platform.
"Why hasn't he come yet?" Lan Xiang can't help wringing her eyebrows. She just asked for credit in front of her father and was praised. But now, Luo Feng didn't show up.
"If he doesn't dare to face even a little challenge, even if he has the aura of black talent, his future will be extremely limited." LAN Haoxing drank a mouthful of wine, a sword and a wine, which became the thing that Lan Haoxing never left his body in these years.
"The second brother is right." LAN Haoran said, "talent is an important factor in one's achievements, but it is not limited to talent."
"But I heard he turned down his father yesterday." Blue Hao line of sight light squint, "I think, he is not likely to escape, even the courage to refuse his father, how dare not step on this high platform?"
"The hour is coming." LAN Haoran raised his head. "If he doesn't come, then he can only abstain."
Words just fall, in the distance, a figure into a rainbow like a sweep and fall on the high platform.
Here he is!
Many people's eyes have widened.
Many people who thought Luo Feng had self-knowledge and fled from the battlefield opened their mouths wide.
He How dare you step on this high platform?
"Just in time." Pang Qingshan's eyes flashed out a cold look, "Luo Feng, let everyone see today, you lost a look."
"Brother Luo." Xiao Li took the initiative to walk over and said with a smile, "you are almost late."
"Isn't it just right now?" Luo Feng smiles and looks at Pang Qingshan intentionally or unintentionally. His mouth is light.
"Dad, you see, when he comes, I will say that he will not be a coward who escapes from the battlefield." Lan Xiang said.
LAN Haoxing's eyes have already been fixed on Luo Feng.
Seeing Luo Feng for the first time, he felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity in his heart.
This feeling, extremely strange.
But he was sure that he clearly saw Luo Feng for the first time.
"Luo Feng." LAN Haoxing said to himself, "southeast, there is no family of practice whose surname is Luo. Where does he come from?"
"I don't know." Lan Xiang shook his head. "It's strange that Luo Feng seems to come out suddenly. No one knows his origin." "There are three levels of Qingyun." At this time, the blue sky evil line of sight squints, looks at Luo Feng, "no wonder does not appear, originally, actually is facing the battle breakthrough." Blue sky evil's face showed a touch of interest. He felt that this young man with black cultivation talent would bring him more surprises.
Blue Haoran stood up, his eyes swept, "the time has come, the assessment officially began."
"Today's assessment rules are very simple. We will win or lose in the first World War." LAN Haoran spoke in a loud voice, "the winner of the hundred people can be invited into the city Lord's house to attend the dinner party tonight, and tomorrow, we will have a fight with Tianjiao in the blue sky city."
The words fall, a lot of pride on the platform, one by one the eyes show a fiery color.
The war spirit rises.
"Yesterday's talent test top 10, out of the list." LAN Haoran's eyes swept all over the platform.
Luo Feng and Xiao Li are among them.
"Today's match is to draw lots to decide the opponent." LAN Haoran said, "ten of you have the right to draw first, and avoid each other. You ten are the best in the talent test. Today's draw will not draw each other."
"I see." Xiao Li was excited and relieved. "This is good, brother Luo. I'm afraid I'll get you by accident."
Luo Feng took a glance at Xiao Li, "if you take me, you will not be able to enter the Lord's mansion tonight and have a big meal."
Xiao Li was stunned.
Half a meeting, hey hey smile, "brother Luo, in the arena, I will not let you."
Luo Feng laughs.
LAN Haoran's eyes looked at Luo Feng.
"The first draw, Luo Feng."
Everyone's eyes were on the past.
All of a sudden the whole room was quiet.
All eyes.
Luo Feng is the first in the talent test.
However, his accomplishments are the lowest among the 200 Tianjiao.
"The one who can be picked by him this time is the real lucky one."
"Who would it be?"
Luo Feng moves forward step by step.
The eyes of the whole audience are focused on Luo Feng. "There are 200 Tianjiao people on the high platform, of which five are in Qingyun, seven are in Qingyun, and the rest are four in Qingyun. Luo Feng himself, however, is the dual level of Qingyun Lan Xiang wrung his eyebrows. "Only when one of the seven three levels of Qingyun realm is selected, Luo Feng will have the hope of being promoted to the next round." "Will he have such good luck?" LAN Haoran smiles. "What's more, the seven three levels of Qingyun state all have strong talent and are very strong in actual combat. One of them even defeated the opponent of Qingyun environment four in yesterday's match Not onlyLuo Feng, only then has the combat effectiveness of surpassing the rank to kill the enemy. Don't underestimate Tianjiao in the southeast. "
"It doesn't matter who you get." Blue Hao line eyes looking at Luo Feng, "straighten out the mentality, fight with all one's strength, win or lose can face calmly."
"The Lord is right." "Uncle Wan nodded," Luo Feng this son, can have such amazing performance, already enough, even if today's defeat, there will be many people, remember the name. "
In the crowd, Zhuge broke the star also arrived, looking at Luo Feng, there was a glow in the depth of his eyes, "little Lord, today, will be the first battle of your famous southeast."
Witnessed the process of Luofeng breakthrough, at this moment, Zhuge broken star on Luofeng, full of confidence.
He is a disciple of xiazu. He must be able to show his edge.
In front of Luo Feng, there are pieces of tokens.
Luo Feng's eyes swept and picked up one of them.
Take a look.
The whole place, at this moment, is silent.
Luo Feng's expression was stunned.
After a while, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "it seems that prayer is still useful."
Luo Feng stretched out his hand and showed the name on the token.
"Pang Qingshan!"
Luo Feng said these three words with extremely calm tone.
Silence!
The next second, there was an uproar in the audience.
"It's Pang Qingshan. Luo Feng's luck is really bad." "Pang Qingshan is the first Tianjiao of Pang family castle and has four levels of Qingyun environment. Among the 200 Tianjiao people present, Pang Qingshan's strength is definitely above the average. Before the start of Tianjiao assessment, many people believed that Pang Qingshan had reserved one of the top 100
seats in advance."
"This reminds me of yesterday's first round of assessment. Pang Qingshan chased Luo Feng everywhere, and he had no strength to fight back. At that time, it was because there were so many people on the stage that Pang Qingshan couldn't do anything. Today It's really a narrow road for enemies. " "I heard that Luo Feng and Pang Qingshan also had a grudge under the stage. Now, there is a good show to watch."