At this point, the ring of the day has completely ended, and the final list of the semi-finals has been officially established. However, what many people did not expect was that Lin Luo was the first to advance to the semi-finals. After all, compared to Sanmao End and Pojun and even Zhan Wushuang, Lin Luo has never shown his overly strong strength all the way.

This game that best demonstrates its strength is just a match against a player who is not particularly powerful.

As for other games, either the opponents they encountered were very average, or they were bye, or even directly withdrew like Feng Hao.

So just like before, Lin Luo's promotion also made many people unfavorable. Some players nowadays have completely mistook Lin Luo and identified Lin Luo as the last fourth place.

"Lin Luo, do you know what the odds are given to you by those outside now? Pojun's odds are the highest one, one, one, one, one, one, two, eight, and the Zhan Wushuang, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, and said with a smile.

"Damn, I look down on me so much?" Lin Luo said with a depressed look.

"Or you think, but this time I support you, we will give you 10 million Dream Coins and you will win. If you win the championship in the end, our Zhonghua Pavilion will no longer have to worry about not having money to build." Lao Pao said with a chuckling.

"Hehe, it's not just our gang's own funds, but we all spent a little bit." Cai Qi gathered over and said.

"Well, I'll let you make money this time, but it's better to make less of this thing. After all, there's no certain stability in the world." Lin Luo glanced at the people and said.

In fact, some local tyrants have started to gamble from the beginning, which is also common in the entire Fantasy Westward Journey. In addition to this ring, some players have also made a lot of other things about gamble, such as killing monsters and guessing the size of numbers, and the life and death of the ordinary ring depends on who can win. However, compared to this hero competition, the scale of this hero competition has become larger.

"Nonsense, we know if you don't say it." Xiao Yu said with a blank look at Lin Luo.

"Okay, I'll prepare for it. I'll have a semi-finals tomorrow morning. I don't know who I will meet. If I don't meet Mr. Sanmao and Pojun, it would be a bit tricky to meet them. If it goes well, the final will be held in the afternoon." Lin Luo said with anticipation.

The schedule for tomorrow's competition has actually been released long ago, but I don't know who Lin Luo will meet in the next game.

Lin Luo also took advantage of this period to adjust his condition and repair the durability of the equipment. At the same time, he also asked Lao Pao for some top-notch third-level medicines, and even asked Xiaoyu for two extra doses of Buddha Jumping the Wall.

The next morning, Lin Luo and Lao Pao and the others arrived at the venue for the competition early.

It was still as usual, and the entire competition venue was full of spectators.

The host was still as usual, waving the wings behind him as soft as cicada wings on the competition arena.

"Welcome to the last day of this hero competition. The semi-finals will be held this morning. The third place competition and the championship competition will be held in the afternoon. This time, the hero competition is also thanks for everyone's warm support..." The host Xixi's crisp voice resounded throughout the barrier space.

Listening to the host's words for ten minutes in the audience, the audience also gave warm applause.

After the applause, host Qianqian had no trace of ink and began to perform the first round of competition.

As the light curtain above the ring rotated, both Lin Luo and Mr. Sanmao stared at the name that was constantly rotating above the light curtain with nervous expressions.

"The first competition will be played against Zhan Wushuang by Pojun. Please invite the two of you to the court."

After hearing the host say this, Lin Luo's expression was somewhat disappointed. Since the first duel has been selected, Lin Luo will be assigned to the next duel, and the opponent is Mr. Sanmao, who currently has the title of the first person in Fantasy Westward Journey.

This is not a good match for Lin Luo.

"It's a pity that Zhan Wushuang didn't get the right one. It would be great if I met Zhan Wushuang, and I could be a little easier. Mr. Sanmao, it's still a bit tricky." Lin Luo said embarrassedly.

Indeed, among the remaining three opponents, Lin Luo naturally hopes to meet Zhan Wushuang most. After all, among the three, Zhan Wushuang's strength is relatively poor. But there is a saying that luck does not mean that it will always favor anyone, and Lin Luo has not continued his previous good luck.

In the next round of competition, you will face Mr. Sanmao.

"Mr. Sanmao, Lin Luo, you have to work hard. This Mr. Sanmao is not a good-for-nothing lamp. I heard that this guy took advantage of the time of this hero martial arts competition to pull the body-strengthening technique to level 90. Your body-strengthening technique should not be that high now. In fact, it is not just that you are behind. Almost no one can be better than him in this regard. I don't know how to make this guy's experience. His blood volume is much higher than that of ordinary Tang Dynasty. You should pay more attention to this point." At this time, Feng Hao also came to Lin Luo and said.

"I've just level 80 for strengthening myself. I've used all my experience to improve myself. I've only level 80 for strengthening myself." Lin Luo scratched his head and said.

"Although you have Niu Niu, Mr. Sanmao also has a mutated phoenix. If you really fight, Niu Niu may not be much stronger than the mutated phoenix. Then you have to worry." Ye Chen continued.

"I know all of this. Don't worry, this time I have confidence to win, not only to win Mr. Sanmao, but also to win that Pojun. I will definitely win this time the championship. Even if Jesus comes, I can't stop me." Lin Luo said confidently.

"So sure?" Ye Chen said in surprise.

"Don't worry, Lin Luo has trump cards. If he really shows all the trump cards, Mr. Sanmao may not be able to win Lin Luo." Cai Qi patted Ye Chen and said.

"The trump card? Are you sure you can win the championship?" Feng Hao asked hurriedly.

"I dare not say 100%, 70% is there." Lin Luo thought for a while and said.

"Okay, this sentence is enough with you. I, he, now, ask someone to close your handicap and then talk about it." After Feng Hao said that, he took out the communicator and started to work hard.

Looking at Feng Hao and Ye Chen, Lin Luo didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at the two people standing above the ring with a focused look on his face.
Chapter completed!