One person: I wanted to give up, but my abilities wouldn't allow it.

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He first added a spherical protective shield to himself.

He believes that one should never underestimate one's opponent, even if they are much weaker than oneself.

Lin Chen was about to make a move.

Then I was completely stunned.

Not only was he stunned, but the people watching the game in the stands were also somewhat bewildered!

"What's going on? Isn't it supposed to be a qualifying round where you defeat everyone else to win? Why are the other three fighting together, while the last person to enter the arena seems to have been forgotten?"

"Is there even a question? This guy doesn't look like he's any good. Just take care of the other two opponents first, then finish him off in no time!"

"Now that you mention it, it really makes sense! This person doesn't look familiar, and he's not famous at all!"

Wang Ye opened his eyes as soon as he heard Lin Chen enter the arena.

They hid behind a boulder to watch the game.

He never believed that his intuition could be wrong.

He sensed that this young man was very capable, so he must be very capable himself.

As for why I can't feel the Qi emanating from him.

It gave people the illusion that he wasn't very capable, which he couldn't quite understand.

The three were locked in a fierce battle, while Lin Chen, standing on the field, felt somewhat awkward.

He stopped and quietly stepped aside, leaving space for those who needed it.

Actually, he feels that sometimes being a nobody is quite nice.

For example, now.

You don't have to lift a finger, and you can still watch the game and enjoy the drama – isn't that wonderful?

Seeing the somewhat bewildered referee beside him, Lin Chen quietly moved closer to him.

Perhaps he could assist him and help explain.

The referee saw Lin Chen and cast a sympathetic glance at him.

In all his years as a referee, this was the first time he had ever seen a competitor completely ignored by their opponents.

Even in the match two years ago, the ten-year-old Zhuge Qing was not ignored by the opponent.

She was just scared and cried!

Just how weak is this person in front of me?

The referee carefully assessed the situation and confirmed that it was indeed quite weak.

I couldn't even sense the Qi (vital energy) emanating from him.

Lin Chen felt the referee's sympathetic gaze and shrugged helplessly.

He expressed his helplessness.

In the audience, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao clearly possessed extraordinary comprehension abilities.

"Wow, my brother is so awesome! Just standing on the stage, no one dares to fight him!"

His eyes sparkled as he watched the competition.

"When will I be able to be so awesome? Just by standing on the stage, without having to use any tricks or schemes, I can make others decide the winner and challenge me!"

Feng Baobao took a sip of her drink:

"Looks like Lin Chen won this match quite easily! By the way, is he really that scary-looking? Those three people didn't even dare to get close to him?"

Xu Si rubbed his forehead with one hand: "Idiot!"

On the playing field.

Tang Wenlong threw a hidden weapon at Lei Feng.

Lei Feng's pupils contracted slightly, and he raised his hands, creating a tornado that swept away all the hidden weapons.

Tang Wenlong was somewhat annoyed at missing a good opportunity.

The bald monk clenched his fist, which was as big as a soccer ball, and slammed it down towards Tang Wenlong with a whooshing sound.

Tang Wenlong quickly dodged to the side.

I was scared to death.

He sighed inwardly, thinking how strong the bald man's defense was and how difficult it was to kill him.

Lin Chen stood side by side with the referee, watching with great interest.

It was as if they had completely forgotten that they were one of the four competitors.

He thought it would be great if he had a handful of sunflower seeds in his hand right now, as they are an essential snack when eating melon seeds.

Zhang Lingyu curled her lip, her face full of disdain.

He looked down on Lin Chen's pretense of weakness. "If you're capable, then go for it. Why just stand there like an idiot?"

If it were him, he would have killed all three of them instantly!

"Lingyu!" Just then, the old celestial master's voice rang in his mind.

Zhang Lingyu immediately stood up straight and listened to his master's teachings.

"Are you complaining about someone right now? Lingyu, do you know why I wanted you to spend more time with Lin Chen? That's the difference between you and him."

"Put yourself in Lin Chen's shoes. How would you react? Would you face everything with the same calm and collected attitude as him?"

"You won't. You'll fly into a rage, feeling slighted and insulted!"

There are always people more capable than you, and there will always be times when you are looked down upon. If you get angry then, you've already lost!

"I think Lin Chen is a great kid. He has the composure to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him!"

"Besides, wouldn't it be better to win the final victory with the least amount of effort?"

"Besides, everyone has their own strengths. You've already learned a lot by watching others compete!"

Upon hearing the old Celestial Master's words, Zhang Lingyu fell into deep thought.

He suddenly realized that killing three people with a single move was a stupid thing to do.

I learned nothing!

Lin Chen watched the game while pondering.

This guy who controls the wind is my natural counter; he's easy to deal with.

If there's no air, can your tornado still blow?

Tang Wenlong's use of hidden weapons was indeed superb.

However, his air-reflection technique was his nemesis.

The most difficult one to deal with is this bald Buddhist monk who can both attack and defend.

Its merits include the Vajra Fist of Buddhism.

He possesses the indestructible body of a Buddhist monk.

He can block ordinary attacks.

There are ways to win in one fell swoop.

As the saying goes, softness can overcome hardness.

After another fifteen minutes, Lin Chen started yawning.

The three were still locked in a stalemate.

The winner will then fight him.

Lin Chen was getting impatient.

He stretched and lazily walked towards the battlefield.

The referee was getting a little anxious and really wanted to grab him.

Even though I'm just cannon fodder, I'll still be the last piece of cannon fodder.

Are you in such a hurry to go to your death at 9119?

Some people in the audience also noticed Lin Chen's actions.

"Has he (Li Hao) finally shown some backbone, stopped being a coward, and is ready to join the fight?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand there either. Who could stand being ignored like this?"

"If it were me, I wouldn't make a move! Isn't it better to be the last one eliminated than the first?"

Is it finally starting?

Wang Ai and Feng Zhenghao leaned forward slightly, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Wang Ye also abandoned his usual lazy expression, staring intently at the competition field, not wanting to miss a single detail.

On the other side of the competition venue.

Zhuge Qing was comforting Zhuge Bai, who was crying from fright.

"Don't cry. You're actually quite strong, you're just a little timid. Just be more careful next time."

"Look at the competition, that older brother was completely ignored, but he didn't cry like you did, did he?"

Zhuge Bai wiped away his tears, looked at the competition venue, and felt that his brother was right.

"That older brother seems to be in a worse situation than me! But he's so brave!"

“You should be like him… ah…” Zhuge Qing paused: “You should be a brave person, like your brother.”

"Yes...I will!"

As soon as he finished speaking, shouts of "Holy crap!" rang out from the audience.

Zhuge Qing looked over instinctively, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Holy crap!"

Chapter 52 is another instant kill, but this time it's different!

Lin Chen first cast an air rebound shield on himself.

Then he walked to the middle of the three and snapped his fingers.

The tornado from which that little Lei Feng was born vanished in an instant.

His body stiffened, and he was stunned for a moment before looking around in confusion.

There was a deep sense of bewilderment in his eyes.

Where is my tornado?

What about a tornado as big as me?

Then, still not believing in superstition, he slightly raised his palm and activated the Qi within his body.

They want to recreate a tornado.

But after trying for a long time, even with his cheeks puffed out, he still couldn't blow up a tornado.

"That's impossible! I've never encountered this situation before! Could it be that my Qi has been sucked away?"

Lei Feng couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He had once heard of a sorcerer who specialized in absorbing other people's Qi.

But something's not right. He checked again and the Qi was still there.

"What happened?"

Those in the audience saw little Lei Feng standing in the middle of the field.

I frantically raised my hand, then lowered it, raised it again, lowered it again, and then nothing happened.

Someone couldn't help but mutter to themselves:

"What is he doing?"