Douluo's ghost sword

After all, today is just the beginning, and tomorrow will be the prelude to the preliminaries. At that time, the preliminaries will be fully launched and last for a month.

After the match, Lin Feng greeted casually, and quickly walked into the contestant channel with the royal team, ignoring the loud cheers behind him, and left the venue directly.

At the back of the team, Luo Mier looked at Lin Feng in front with complicated eyes.

When I first saw that Lin Feng only had three soul rings, my impression of Lin Feng instantly changed from a mysterious young expert to an arrogant person who likes to put on a show and doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng relied on his own strength to prove to everyone that although he had not reached the soul level, he had the capital to be arrogant!

Just relying on this first soul skill to take down the three attacking soul masters in Oakland in less than a minute, even many strong soul masters may find it difficult to do so.

Just relying on him and another girl, they swept across the other side, making her useless except for releasing a halo soul skill with a little buff to dispel negative states.

In fact, she was alright, the other three attacking soul masters in the team who guarded them were stunned from the beginning of the game to the end of the game.

Luo Mier at least released a soul skill as an auxiliary soul master, which can be regarded as a negligible contribution to this game.

Then they didn't do anything, just stood there and watched the game. Before they played any role, the game ended directly.

"Huh, what kind of monster is he? He is obviously just a soul master, but he is so strong?"

At the end of the line, Luo Mier looked at the indifferent figure in front of her and muttered in a low voice.

"Rongrong."

Just as the group of people walked out of the contestant passage and came to the exclusive rest area of ​​the Tiandou Royal Team, when Sun Buyu, who was about to wait for his errands, returned to the academy, a familiar voice made Lin Feng stop.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, who had changed into ordinary attire, was standing in a corner not far from them, waving at them.

"Father." Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up slightly, and he patted excitedly, throwing himself into his father's arms.

Seeing the suzerain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong's father came to him, Lin Feng seemed a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Ning Fengzhi patted Ning Rongrong on the head, and walked over slowly.

"Sect Master Ning!"

Although Ning Fengzhi has changed back to his ordinary attire, he is still in the team, and there are still some sharp-eyed people who recognized this elegant middle-aged man at a glance. He is the Sect Master of the Qibao Liuli Sect who spoke at the VIP table just now. Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but With a low cry, he hurriedly saluted.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said with a light smile.

"How are you, kids of Tiandou Academy, don't be polite, I'm just Rongrong's father, just treat me as your elder."

Ning Fengzhi's approachability undoubtedly made these Tiandou Academy members feel awe in their hearts, and at the same time, they immediately felt a ray of goodwill in their hearts.

It's just that he also looked at Ning Rongrong with a sweet smile, with such surprises in his eyes, especially Luo Mier.

Although he knew that Ning Rongrong was a disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he never expected that this girl who usually followed Lin Feng and couldn't get used to him was the daughter of the head of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?This was completely unexpected by Luo Mier.

In fact, although Ning Rongrong was a bit mischievous and lively at times, he never used his background and family background to overwhelm others, so even if he sometimes couldn't understand Luo Mier seducing Lin Feng deliberately.

But it was only a few quarrels with her, and he didn't use his family background and background to force her, so it was very normal for Luo Mier not to know.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded, and after greeting these team members very kindly, he immediately turned his attention to Lin Feng in front of the team. Seeing this, Lin Feng also coughed lightly twice, and said

"Ahem, Uncle Ning, hello."

"Hehe, congratulations, you and this little girl won the opponent, and won the first match so cleanly." Ning Fengzhi looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside Lin Feng, and said with a smile.

"There's me too! I've put in a lot of effort, okay?" Ning Rongrong puffed her mouth and said loudly.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, and our precious daughter is also a great contributor." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile when he heard this.

"Uncle Ning's reputation is too high. This match is okay, mainly because the opponent's strength is not strong." Lin Feng smiled and said softly with a modest face.

"Well, I am very optimistic about you. There should be no opponents in this qualifier team. You should only meet your real opponents in the finals.

And if I'm not wrong, your goal should also be to defeat the Wuhundian team and win the final championship. "Ning Fengzhi looked at Lin Feng and said softly.

"Yes." Lin Feng nodded.

"Hehe, although I don't know why you did this, I still want to tell you that although you have the strength, you can win even if you go on a rampage, but in the following competitions, remember to protect my daughter. You have This responsibility." Ning Fengzhi smiled and said with deep meaning.

He was still very relieved about the strength of Lin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing, but he was not so relieved about the others.

In his opinion, in the Heaven Dou Royal Team, only Lin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing are capable of fighting. Although the rest of them are good in strength, they are not enough compared to the teams behind.

Ning Fengzhi was completely worried about letting them protect his daughter's safety.

So today, seeing Lin Feng and Zhu Zhuqing rampaging, completely disregarding the behavior in the back row, they came here specially to tell Lin Feng.

"Father, I can protect myself." Ning Rongrong blushed when she heard this, pulled Laning Fengzhi's clothes with her small hands, and said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Well, don't worry, Uncle Ning, I will never let Rongrong get hurt." Lin Feng nodded and promised.

"Hehe, I'm relieved if you can notice this... Oh? Bishop Salas? What's the point of coming here?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled, and immediately his face moved slightly, and he looked at the figure wearing a five-pointed white gold crown and a red robe not far from the contestant's passage.

"Sect Master Ning is also here, I still want to ask Sect Master Ning this question." Salas stepped forward slowly and said slowly.

"Hehe, I just came to see my daughter. Since Bishop Salas is here, as a member of the organizing committee of the competition, the suzerain will not stay here, or I will be accused of favoritism."

After finishing speaking, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered slightly, he immediately touched his daughter's head, then turned and left.

"Lord Salas, what do you want me to do?"

After seeing Salas coming here, Lin Feng naturally knew that Salas was looking for him, so he cupped his fists and said softly.