Chapter 171 (1/2)

”Wait a minute! I'm not doing my job. I'm practicing magic until I put on my robe. ” Lin Feng has been wearing ordinary tight clothes on his way this time. Now he plans to play high-profile, so he will play high-profile to the end.

Lin Feng stood the split sky gun towards the ground, opened the package behind him, took out his white robe, split it on his body, and slowly tied the two belts of the predecessor.

”Yes.” Lin Feng reached out and grabbed the crack gun around him. He waved it and pointed at his back. Now Lin is wearing a robe of two stars in March and holding a crack gun in his hand. He will be as coquettish as he wants.

”Are you a mage?” Xin Biao was shocked and said that he had seen a mage, never seen such a young mage, and never seen a mage with a long gun. Lin Feng's current situation has broken Xin Biao's and Meng he's previous understanding of mages. There are many mages of the broken army sect. The martial uncle in front of him is also a mage, but have you seen a mage wearing a bright magic robe and holding a war gun? Is that shocking?

Looking at everyone's surprised eyes, Lin Feng's vanity has been greatly satisfied. When I don't pretend, I pretend to be jealous.

”Well, I was assessed as a Mage at the beginning, but they had to say I was a Mage at the middle level. I had to wear this one.” Lin Feng looked dissatisfied.

”OK, now you have a level 5 light magic, I'll admit defeat.” Xin Biao leaned over and said.

Xin Biao knows that if he is a real mage in the middle level, he is definitely not an opponent! To avoid shame.

Lin Feng was speechless. The white magic robe was pulling the wind, but TMD didn't study light and dark magic. Why didn't he think of this at the beginning? His left hand touched the back of his head and said helplessly, ”can you admit defeat for my individual magic? Bright I will not? ”

”You really can't?” Xin Biao saw that Lin Feng's robe was real and definitely not fake.

”Well, I really can't.” Lin Feng is speechless and paralyzed. The classic dialogue of his previous life is bad. I want to be able to do it, but I really can't. what can I do.

”The robe is true, but it should not be worn on you.” Xin Biao has a kind of anger that has been played by others.

”If you don't believe me when I say it's mine and don't tell me to go, then do it.” Lin Feng knew that everything he said was useless. Anyway, he decided to make a high-profile appearance today. Xin Biao conceded defeat, which would be even worse for him.

”Please give me your advice.” Xin Biao drew out a four foot long and three inch wide saber behind him and arched his hand.

”Then I'm coming.” Lin Feng stamped his foot and soared into the air. The crack sky grab in his hand chopped off Xin Biao's head.

Xin Biao is a little stunned. Why doesn't this guy just say something polite to himself? Seeing Lin Feng's fierce attack, he can only block it with a war knife.

”Ding!” With a crisp sound, Xin Biao was shaken back by Lin Feng's shot, and there was a gap more than an inch deep in his sword.

Lin Feng won't forgive people if he succeeds. If he wants to attract others with a high profile, he will keep a high profile to the end. A level 5 popularity skill in his left hand is added to him, and his body is fast approaching Xin Biao. Crack sky rob is like a dragon and kills at Xin Biao's predecessor.

One round of fighting was shocked by the onlookers. The disciples recruited by the broken army sect were bluffed by the short and fat Meng he all the way. Xin Biao used to be the first expert among the external disciples and joined the internal sect after reaching the third level. However, the former first expert among the external disciples was forced to retreat.

Chen Tianlin stood up. Originally, when Lin Feng began to compete with Meng he, he thought that Lin Feng was the dandy of the family in the secular world.

However, when Chen Tianlin bowed down to himself, Chen Tianlin's impression of Lin Feng changed. No matter what kind of dandy, at least he was a polite dandy. When Lin Feng took out his magic robe, Chen Tianlin was shocked and others didn't know, but Chen Tianlin knew that this robe was definitely Lin Feng's own, because the magic guild wouldn't mess with the robe and borrow it? What do you want? It's impossible. A magician won't lend his identity symbol to others, because it's an insult to magic.

Steal? That's even more impossible. A mage with two stars in March will lose his robe? That was a joke when Lin Feng said he couldn't do light magic. Chen Tianlin is just a little suspicious and doesn't understand. He simply didn't take it seriously, but Lin Feng just showed the authentic level 5 magic popularity.

After Lin Feng added the degree, Xin Biao was beaten by Lin Feng. He couldn't attack Lin Feng because Lin Feng's degree was too fast.

”Ding! Ding“ The sound of weapon attack rang out constantly, and iron filings flew. The sword in Xin Biao's hand was cut like a wind by Lin Feng, making it a big saw.

”The little thief should be rampant.” Meng he, who was far away, saw his senior brother suffer a loss and rushed towards the battle place of the two with his sword.

”Grass, dead fat man, you are shameless, but... I'll give you something delicious.” With that, Lin Feng attacked Xin Biao with a gun in one hand in his right hand. His left hand showed a five level swamp technique in front of Meng River. Then, the wind blade, the fireball, and all of a sudden hit the fat man.

Chen Tianlin's eyes lit up. It didn't take much time to find a place to wear iron shoes. What's the purpose of going down the mountain this time? The purpose is to find qualified disciples. If the present is not suitable, where else to find the right one? However, this guy's temper is not very good. He must be able to cause trouble, but it's not necessarily a bad problem to have the ability to cause trouble.

The fat man's Kung Fu is still good. He has a large tonnage, but he is also very flexible. He jumps and avoids obscene.