1775: C1775 Not the Usual Size

C1775 Not the Usual Size

"Can we start now?" Lin Fei asked faintly.

"It's done." Yu Dehui replied in a deep voice.

The same second.

Lin Fei executed the Soul Heavenly Art. A powerful soul power silently shot out from Lin Fei's body, directly rushing into De Huai's Divine Soul Sea of Consciousness.

Meanwhile, Yu Dehui's fist was like a ferocious tiger leaving the mountain, containing boundless spiritual energy as it flew towards Lin Fei's head.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fei disdainfully smiled. Then, he slowly turned around with both his hands behind his back, aiming the back of his head at Yu Dehui's fist.

Below the arena.

Those five hundred thousand cultivators, they were all stupefied.

What was Lin Fei doing?

Yu Dehui had already made his move.

Lin Fei actually turned around with his hands behind his back, aiming the back of his head at Yu Dehui's fist.

Before this, no one would have thought that Lin Fei would actually do such a thing.

Chi You Qingcheng sneered, "Lin Fei, this princess already knew that your goal for participating in this competition is to attract attention. But I never expected that from the beginning to the end, you have always been like this."

As she said this, Chi You Qingcheng felt a sense of disgust towards Lin Fei.

At the same time, she had already decided to whip the Pavilion Master of the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion, Cang Wuhen, with a hundred lashes.

Lin Fei was disgusted.

The Pavilion Master Cang Wuhen of the Azure Mountain Divine Pavilion was equally repulsive.

Cang Wuhen actually sent Lin Fei, this kind of grandstanding toy, to play with her.

Huang Heng laughed until tears flowed from his eyes.

Looking at Cang Wuhen, Jiu Xiao looked like a clown.

Cultivators like Lin Fei, who had mental problems, would not even be accepted by the Nine Enlightenment Divine Pavilion.

However, Cang Wuhen had actually sent Lin Qi to participate in the Martial Competition.

The difference between Cang Wuhen and his eye of discernment was not small.

In the surroundings, the cultivators who came to watch the martial arts competition were all pointing at Lin Fei and cursing with righteous indignation.

"Lin Fei, you disappoint us too much. We came here to watch the Martial Competition of the four great pavilions, not to see how you were oppressed."

"F * ck!" Lin Fei, other than the speed of your words, what else can you do? They insulted trash when they said you were a piece of trash. "

"Lin Fei, the Azure Mountain's Divine Pavilion sent you here to participate in the martial competition of the four great Divine Pavilions. Is that why you're being treated like a child giver?"

"..."

Yu Dehui's powerful fist came closer and closer to the back of Lin Fei's head as he cursed.

At this moment, it was as if everyone could see Lin Fei's miserable appearance of being punched by Yu Dehui.

It was just that …0

When Yu Dehui's fist was only five centimeters long.

A strange thing happened.

Boom! *

Yu Dehui's body fell heavily onto the arena.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

At this point, Lin Fei spoke, "Next, quickly come up and challenge me."

Chi You Qingcheng's delicate body trembled. She couldn't figure out why Yu Dehui's body suddenly fell on the arena.

The 500,000 cultivators were all silent. Their mouths were sewn shut and they could not say a single word.

Every one of them was wondering why DeWitt had suddenly fallen.

The smile on Huang Heng's face froze, and what replaced it was a look of horror.

Jiu Xiao froze in place, as if his entire body had been filled with cement. He stood there motionlessly, as if he had turned into a dead man.

Lin Fei looked down at Chi You Qingcheng from above, and said impatiently, "I already told you, all the cultivators from the other three great pavilions are to come together. Why didn't you listen? "Wasting my time."

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