Crushing!

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lin Bao nodded repeatedly, then glanced at Lin Feng and chuckled. "Lin Feng, see you in the Arena later. I hope you can make it through the first round."

With that, he turned and left.

Lin Feng remained silent.

But his gaze lingered on Lin Xue for a moment.

Mid-stage Dou Zhe.

Not bad indeed.

But for him, it was still not enough.

The drawing of lots began soon after.

Thirty-seven people would battle in pairs, with one receiving a bye.

Lin Feng drew number seventeen.

His opponent was Lin Bao.

Lin Feng looked at the lot in his hand, the corner of his lips lifting slightly.

What a coincidence.

On the Arena, the referee loudly announced the first-round matchups.

"First match, Lin Fengyuan versus Lin Xiaoshan!"

"Second match, Lin Xue versus Lin Fengyuan!"

"Ninth match, Lin Bao versus Lin Feng!"

When Lin Feng's name was called, whispers rose from the stands.

"Lin Feng? Which Lin Feng?"

"Who else could it be? That good-for-nothing from three years ago!"

"Why is he here? Wasn't his Dantian crippled?"

"Who knows? Maybe he still hasn't given up."

"Tsk, tsk. Running into Lin Bao, he's done for now. Lin Bao may not be among the best, but he's still at the ninth level of Dou Qi. Beating a good-for-nothing would be easy."

"He deserves it! Who told him to come here and make a fool of himself?"

Among the crowd, Lin Xiaotian frowned slightly as he looked at Lin Feng.

Of course, he knew Lin Feng's strength.

Three months ago, when Lin Feng had lifted a three-hundred-pound bluestone with one hand, he had known that the boy had changed.

But after three months, he had no idea just how strong Lin Feng had become.

"Hu'er," Lin Xiaotian said quietly