Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 388 384. Genius Preliminary Selection, Luo Feng Ming Fei
"Huh, the battle of geniuses has begun. Luo Ji can't sit still anymore and wants me to help watch over Luo Feng?" Xu Zhenqing took back the clone that was guiding Luo Feng. He had already handed over the Yanshen Weapon and the Earth part of the Nine Tribulations Secret Book.

Xu Zhenqing had no interest in this kind of stamp collecting technique, and this genius battle selection was just a touchstone for Luo Feng's training results.

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The Dark Universe Space Station trembled violently, and Luo Feng stood on the transmission platform of the No. 1899 Fighting Arena.

When a black pillar of light rose up on the opposite side, wrapped around a giant bronze tree, the Dark Cloud Shuttle behind him suddenly made a sharp sound.

"Earthling, Luo Feng." He restrained the restless Divine Evolution Weapon and gazed at the figure emerging from the bronze branches. The young man wore the uniform of the Jingda Academy, but the dragon-shaped talismans lingering around him resonated with the roots of the giant tree in the void.

Lu Mingfei raised his hand to catch the falling bronze leaf. The leaf turned blood red the moment it touched his fingertips. "After all, you are still my junior. We are all from the same group. You have to go easy on me later."

The golden light in Luo Feng's eyes pierced the simulated starry sky of the fighting arena: "But I think it's more appropriate to fight first."

Luo Ji, who was in the audience, clenched Zhuang Yan's hands tightly, looking indifferent, and at the same time scolded his son for how he had taught Luo Feng.

The shadow of a giant tree that appeared behind Lu Mingfei was drawing energy from the fighting arena, and its efficiency far exceeded the speed of energy regeneration.

The Divine Weapon automatically deployed the Swordfish Formation, and dark golden light streaked out characters of the universal language of the universe - this was an alarm that would be triggered only when the virtual universe system determined that the opponent's energy was abnormal.

"Didn't Principal Lu teach you to conserve energy?" Luo Feng suddenly chuckled, and the Sky Shuttle turned into an arc of light and pierced the roots of the giant tree.

The bronze branches in the void suddenly bloomed blood-red flowers, and each petal emitted a star-like light spot.

Lu Mingfei's figure reassembled in the pistil, and his dragon-like right arm tore through the folds of space: "Word Spirit·Candle Dragon Kai!"

The blood-red sea of ​​flowers instantly collapsed into a miniature black hole, colliding violently with the dark universe energy of the Sky Shuttle.

The protective shield of the audience seats suddenly lit up with seventeen layers of emergency runes. This was a defense mechanism that would only be triggered in a Realm Lord-level confrontation. It was mainly intended to give the audience a sense of security, even though soul-destroying incidents rarely occurred in the virtual universe today.

Luo Feng rode the Dark Cloud Shuttle to break through the energy turbulence, and the Divine Weapon was finally reassembled.

The moment the golden phantom sword thrust out, he saw the blood flowing from the corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth, and those bronze roots pierced into the summoner's body in both directions to extract vitality.

"Still like this?" Luo Feng forcibly deflected the sword, and the golden phantom sword brushed past the shadow of the World Tree and disappeared into the void.

Lu Mingfei took the opportunity to advance within three meters, pressing his dragon-scale-covered palm against his chest: "Finally, I've met someone who can withstand the power of the end..."

"Come on, Ming Fei, your aunt has bet a large sum of money on you!" Aunt Lu in the audience exhaled like thunder, looking very majestic.

Lu Mingfei staggered and almost fell, and yelled towards the audience, but was knocked down by the lion's roar. Su Xiaoqiang glanced at Lu Gucheng who was curled up on the side and sighed. She really couldn't understand what kind of people were in the Lu family.

What happened in Lu Lincheng was even more outrageous. A wife openly found a mistress. The key point was that you found the mistress, and you even said in front of Qiao Niwei that you were inferior to the original wife in every way. Finally, you told her that she was famous and shot the original wife, but you shot her back.

The fighting arena suddenly fell into absolute darkness.

When the light returned, people saw that the shadow of the World Tree behind Lu Mingfei was withering, and a crystal wrapped in a dragon talisman was floating in front of Luo Feng's chest.

This arena simulated the entire universe, with only a positioning system between them. "Third cantilever, Nibelungen coordinates." Lu Mingfei tapped the dissipating bronze branches with his knuckles, taking a moment to scold his aunt, "You have no idea what kind of crater you're sitting on. You keep farting there, or your pants will burst!"

This is also due to Lu Shu's good teaching. If it were the old Lu Mingfei, he would definitely not fight back or respond when being beaten or scolded.

The referee's mechanical voice rang out: "Warning! Contestant Lu Mingfei's vital signs have dropped to the threshold, initiating forced teleportation!"

"Is that the victory?" Luo Feng reached out and grabbed the last bronze leaf, which revealed a galaxy totem in his palm.

He suddenly remembered the ancient inscription he had seen in Chaos City. The pattern depicting the Tree of Civilization devouring a star was surprisingly similar to the phantom of the World Tree that was now dissipating.

After Lu Mingfei was teleported out, Lu Shu also finished the game. He looked at his system background with a relieved smile. However, when he saw the next match against Luo Feng, he felt a toothache.

Lu Shu muttered quietly, "Is there some inside story here? The virtual universe is run by Earthlings. How could this inside story get to Earthlings?"

Seeing Aunt Lu and Lu Mingfei quarreling, Lu Shu sighed, thinking that sometimes having parents and relatives was not necessarily better than an orphan like him.

"Lu Shu, here!"

"okay."

Seeing Lu Xiaoyu waving, Lu Shu walked over with a smile, and with a laugh, he took out a portion of virtual universe food, the kind that was extremely expensive, and said, "Xiaoyu, I got it from next door. It's free. Come and eat it."

"Lü Shu, do you really want to have anything to do with that Carol?" Lu Xiaoyu said expressionlessly. He took the cake handed to him by Lu Shu, took a bite, chewed it casually for a few times, then smoked it and handed the rest to the white-haired squirrel on his shoulder.

"Huh?!" Lu Shu was startled. He teased Xiao Xiong Xu and changed the subject, saying, "Hey, look, the competition here is about to start. We have to enter immediately. Enter immediately. Hahahaha."

Seeing Lu Shu running away, Lu Xiaoyu acted like a good boy, walked up to Aunt Lu, and asked, "You're not dead yet?"

[Negative emotions from Aunt Lu (I can't find what this thing is called) +199]

Aunt Lu's face was frozen. Lu Mingfei winked and said, "This old man who refuses to die is a thief. I don't need to tell you who he is talking about. He eats the subsidies from the alliance and works to lower the alliance's offline level."

Aunt Lu tried her best to defend herself, saying that she had been shouting about contribution, but the alliance did not need her to contribute.

"You can't just shout about contribution when the alliance doesn't need you." Lu Xiaoyu silently added.

Lu Gucheng felt helpless. After all, they were all blood-sucking bugs. They used to suck Lu Mingfei's blood, and now they suck the blood of the Federation. In short, they just wanted to suck blood.

Lu Mingfei said silently: "The Federation asked you to go to a remote planet. Although it is a little dangerous, you can become a local emperor. I really have no choice this time."

Lu Xiaoyu said with a look of surprise, "Great! I'll let Lu Shu arrange seats for you."

Aunt Lu was like a bereaved mother. She was afraid of the hardship of letting them practice and the harm of letting them inject strengthening drugs. If the Federation did not support ideological stamping, she would have brainwashed them long ago.

(End of this chapter)