Wang Xiaoyu said proudly, then glanced at Wang Xiaocong, and blasted without hesitation: "Unlike some people, they are not very strong, just want to analyze data, pass the speculation, and sooner or later they will be punched out of their true colors."

"Wang Xiaoyu, you, who do you think is not strong?"

Wang Xiaocong's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was furious.

"Who knows who said it."

Wang Xiaoyu shouted.

"ah.

Wang Xiaoyu, I was so angry.

Look at me, no, I won’t teach you a lesson—” Wang Xiaocong was so angry.

"A little bit - Brother Mufeng, help me.

Wang Xiaocong wants to murder me."

Wang Xiaoyu shouted and hid behind Lin Feng, looking very cute.

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly, thinking that this little girl was weird and very cute.

Immediately, he went to the lottery table to draw lots.

"He's here."

A blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man saw Lin Feng coming, smiled coldly, and whispered to a Western beauty: "Do you know what to do?"

"clear."

The Western beauty nodded.

After waiting for a while, Lin Feng stepped forward to draw lots.

The Western beauty glanced at him deeply and said, "Please wait a moment."

"Is there something wrong?"

Lin Feng frowned.

"It's okay, I think you are very handsome. I want to take a look more-" The Western beauty said with a smile: "Tall and handsome little brother Dongfang, do you have time tonight?"

"—" Lin Feng was speechless, and he made an appointment?

He really wants to say, are Western girls so direct and open?

He smiled evilly: "Sorry, I've already made an appointment tonight."

"oh.

That's a shame."

The Western beauty said helplessly.

"Now, can I draw lots?"

"Please!"

Lin Feng drew a number - 55.

"You are very lucky from the handsome boy from the East.

The last one to appear."

The beautiful western girl explained with a smile.

There are a total of 108 contestants in the field of top-notch masters in the World Martial Arts Conference. The draws will be arranged in a lottery and the duel will begin after the draw is completed.

No. 1 vs. No. 108.

No. 2 vs. No. 107.

And so on.

Lin Feng No. 55 is the last one to appear.

"Thank you."

Lin Feng nodded slightly to the Western girl and turned around and left.

When he left, the Western girl nodded slightly to the blonde and blue-eyed man and whispered: "Mr. Sam, as you told him, his opponent is Tyron, the top three in the heavy pressure test--" "Tyron?

That guy who is known as the savage of giant power.

Haha, it's good, I'm very satisfied."

A Western man from the Sam family smiled with satisfaction.

Soon, the lottery was completed.

In the Battle Square, a beautiful voice of a woman sounded.

"At this point, the lottery has been completed, and a total of 108 people."

"According to the rules of the World Martial Arts Conference, the first game, the first and last duels, the opening battle."

"Please prepare for the showdown on stage, no. 108."

--"Um?

wrong.

Little Sam is not useless, why does he have his place?"

Someone frowned.

"I got the news that the Sam family asked the organizing committee and found someone to replace Xiao Sam."

Wang Xiaocong said.

"Damn, that's OK?"

Some people are angry.

Wang Xiaocong said: "There are advantages at home. What's so strange about these people, snakes and rats colluding together."

“Mad, there are really dark operations everywhere.

I said, the Sam family would not be operating in secret, so we should target Brother Mu Feng.”

Some people are worried.

“It’s not impossible.”
Chapter completed!