The next day arrived.

Lin Hong came to the competition venue as a contestant.

There are 23 people who have advanced.

The playing field has been transformed into an arena.

The God of Judgment stood on it, reading the rules set overnight, so as not to be exploited again.

Lin Hong hugged his shoulders and didn't care about those.

Since becoming a contestant.

I only need to make the bone seniors and saints the final winners as much as possible.

...

Soon, the God of Judgment finished reading.

He glanced at Lin Hong specially: "Do you understand everything?"

"Yes!"

"understood."

...

People responded one after another.

Lin Hong didn't say anything, just breathed out.

"The content of today's game is very simple. You will be on stage together." The Shinto of Judgment.

\"What is better than?\"

"look forward to……"

People are talking about it, while walking into the ring.

A fierce, powerful momentum came, making their complexion flushed.

The God of Judgment held up his shoulders: "This is my aura, you need to persist. In the end, only two people can advance. Remember, you can't interfere with others!"

"It always depends on what I do..."

Lin Hong noticed that he was talking, and then looked over, speechless for a while.

"Maybe I'm afraid you will make trouble." The inner demon smiled.

"I'm not a devil, I often make troubles everywhere."

Lin Hong gently shook his head.

Those auras pressed on him, and there was no pressure on him at all.

The God of Judgment said again: "Next, I will gradually strengthen my momentum, you must hold on!"

With that, everyone present felt that the strength on their shoulders became stronger.

"I...I admit defeat!"

Someone knelt on the ground with a ‘plop’, with fear filled their faces.

Too strong!

Can't hold on at all!

"Get off." The God of Judgment didn't even look at that person, and secretly adjusted the pressure on Lin Hong.

This guy……

Why is there no response at all?

"hold onto."

Lin Hong still didn't feel it, and came to Senior Bone.

There was cold sweat on the saint's forehead: "Boy Lin, why are you all right?"

"Why should I have something?"

Lin Hong smiled.

"Don't interfere with other contestants!" The voice of the God of Judgment suddenly came.

"it is good……"

Lin Hong nodded lightly and sat down on the spot.

He pondered for a while and asked: "Then can I cook and eat? I haven't eaten these days, and I'm a little hungry."

"How can you be hungry as a person in the realm of Immortal Venerable?!"

The God of Judgment scolded, this was clearly a trick.

"Hmm? Is there anything in the rules that don't allow people to cook?" Lin Hong was suspicious.

"you?!"

The God of Judgment opened his mouth slightly.

This is too shameless.

Lin Hong sat down on the spot, took out a pot, hesitated a little and decided to make a traditional delicacy-stinky tofu!

He started to burn oil.

"You actually started cooking?"

"What a weird person..."

...

The audience outside the ring was already a little numb, and it was no wonder what this man would do.

Time passed, Lin Hong frowned slightly: "What if there is no raw material?"

He pondered a little, and took out a few bottles of Wang X and stinky tofu. The moment he opened the lid, several people who were resisting the pressure of the God of Judgment knelt suddenly.

"What the hell, disturbing my mind!"

"It's not fair!"

...

Those people struggled, but they couldn't stand up anymore.

"I eat mine, what does it have to do with you?" Lin Hong looked over with an innocent look.

"Didn't you let you not interfere with other contestants?"

The **** of judgment gritted his teeth.

It's too much, it's clear that he is playing himself and others like fools.

Lin Hong replied: "No interference, just make some food."

After he finished speaking, he put all the stinky tofu into the frying pan, and the weird smell scattered, so that most of the people present could not bear it.

"What is this stuff?!"

"Rewind, maybe it's toxic."

...

Both the players and the audience in the audience are busy running for their lives at this time.

"This is not poison, but I don't know if I can eat it." Lin Hong chuckled.

The stinky tofu is eaten directly, and doing so can increase the smell a few more grades. As for whether it can be eaten or not, it is not certain.

He hesitated a little, took out the mask and put it on, and gave the saint one of them.

"What is this thing, it has no taste at all?"

The saint was surprised.

Lin Hong replied: "This is my characteristic odorless mask, which can completely isolate the outside smell."

"Please, give me one too."

A contestant came over with an ugly face.

If this continues, there is no doubt that you will lose. If you can get this mask, you may still have a chance.

Lin Hong rubbed his chin: "This..."

"I can buy it, anyway, do you mean that?"

The contestant sighed.

What a shame!

Lin Hong agreed with a smile and started to do business. After a short while, he made tens of millions of the best immortal stone.

"This……"

The golden boy in the audience secretly smacked his tongue.

People are all running for the position of gods, but he is better, but instead is taking the opportunity to buy things.

The God of Judgment couldn't help it anymore: "Put away what you make. From now on, cooking is forbidden!"

"God is wise!"

"God, great god!"

...

People cheered.

This caused the God of Judgment to move slightly.

It seems that sometimes if you suddenly change the rules, you will not lose your credibility, but will be more popular.

"Okay." Lin Hong put his things away, and turned his back. "Everyone, I'm sorry."

Murderous aura spread out, directly materialized, and interfered with the contestants other than the saints.

Didn't pay attention to the rules at all!

Before the God of Judgment had time to stop, the contestants were thrown off the ring.

"This……"

"Boy Lin?"

...

The saint and the bone-senior have a dumbfounded look.

Lin Hong chuckled: "I broke the rules and was eliminated. Congratulations to the two for advancing."

For a while, the audience boiled over.

Can you still play like this? !

"you……"

The God of Judgment was furious, and now there is not much need to give Lin Hong face, after all, the hearts of the gods are very aligned.

But I heard a voice: "What's wrong with him? According to the rules, those two are indeed the winners."

"What are you doing?"

The God of Judgment looked over and saw that he was the God of Healing, so he frowned.

In the Liberty League.

Almost no one can provoke her!

After all... In case of serious injury, you can only find her.

"Troubleshooting? I just can't see it, and say something fair...what kind of smell." The God of Healing covered his nose.

"Just be fair? Do you call it fair?"

The God of Judgment flushed.

He got up: "I don't care, starting from tomorrow, the election will be restarted!!"

"You are treating the election as a trifle!"

Lin Hong frowned.

Unexpectedly, he just turned his face and refused to admit it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Isn't it because you do things over and over again? ! "There is no way to judge.

"This...may have something to do with me, but the campaign has been completed, and the two of them are the winners!"

Lin Hong stared at him.

The God of Healing echoed: "That's right, you shamelessly again, be careful that I will let you fall in the future and no one will help you sew it."

"you guys……"

The God of Judgment saw that they were in the same group, and was furious.

"Well, I will give one of them a place to become gods." The God of Judgment held back for a long time, "Re-select the remaining one."

"This……"

"It's okay."

Lin Hong wanted to fight for it, but was stopped by Senior Bone.

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