Online Game: You Call Him A Newbie?

Lin Feng and Chu Sanqiang quickly walked over. When the old man saw Lin Feng, his expression immediately turned ugly.

Lin Feng also felt a bit embarrassed and pretended not to notice the other party.

The old man didn't pay much attention to Lin Feng either. Instead, he said, "Diamond-level group, consisting of 1,200 people, divided into upper and lower numbers with 600 as the boundary. In the first match, number one will compete against number 1,200, number two against number 1,999, and so on. You can all go find your respective arenas."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng and Chu Sanqiang went to find their respective arenas.

Outside the square, Chen Jinwu quickly looked towards the square, began recording the participants in the arena, and loudly shouted, "Come and see, place your bets on winners and losers!"

In fact, there were quite a few others who set up betting odds like him, but they were all people with some influence in Luohe City. Only he was a newcomer.

Nevertheless, quite a few people came to place their bets with him because they were the ones who had bought insurance from him yesterday and trusted Chen Jinwu.

Chen Jinwu didn't mind. There was more than one match in the second round, so there was no need to rush.

An Yu walked over to Chen Jinwu's side and found where Lin Feng and Fang Lan had placed their bets. After some consideration, she chose to bet on Lin Feng.

After all, Lin Feng, despite being in the Diamond-level group, had demonstrated peak Diamond-level mental strength yesterday, indicating a relatively stable chance of winning.

Chen Jinwu also pretended not to recognize An Yu and said with a smile, "Miss, you have a sharp eye. This Nie Zimou has peak Diamond-level mental strength. Betting on him to win is almost a guaranteed win."

But in his heart, he thought, "Betting on the minister to win is nothing strange, but if too many people bet on him, won't I have to pay out a lot?"

An Yu smiled at his words and replied, "Of course, my brother Nie is the top formation genius in Danyang City."

At this moment, a person beside Chen Jinwu dragged him away and placed a bet on Lin Feng's opponent. "Little girl, do you understand anything? In a formation competition, it's not just about mental strength. Even if you have strong mental strength, what's the use if you can't create a powerful formation?"

Lin Feng happened to find his own arena, and his opponent appeared as well.

His opponent was a young man in his late twenties. He held the number 544 and sneered when he saw Lin Feng.

The people on Chen Jinwu's side also saw the situation and scoffed, "See that? That guy's opponent is also a peak Diamond-level mental strength expert. They say he's a local from Luohe City and has been studying formations since childhood. Your Brother Nie has no hope."

When An Yu heard this, she could not help but frown and become somewhat worried. However, she still said, "Hmph, my Brother Nie has also been studying formations since childhood. He can definitely beat that guy!"

Chen Jinwu chuckled. "Just watch. Don't cry when you lose later."

People around them also started placing bets, but most of them bet on the guy facing Lin Feng.

After all, Lin Feng came from Danyang City, a place they had never heard of. In contrast, his opponent was from Luohe City, which made them more confident.

Chen Jinwu watched this scene with great satisfaction.

This was the advantage of having information; it could influence the judgment of those placing bets to some extent.

At the same time, Chen Jinwu signaled to his sidekick, Du Jinlong, who immediately understood.

Then, Lin Feng heard Du Jinlong communicate with him using a special secret language, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

However, his opponent also had peak Diamond-level mental strength, and his mental level was also at the Diamond level. It wouldn't be too easy to win.

Just as Lin Feng was thinking about how to "struggle" to win, the guy opposite him sneered, "You're Nie Zimou, right? I noticed you yesterday. What kind of genius from Danyang City are you? I've never heard of you. A formation genius recognized by the Feng family? Have you even seen anyone from the Feng family? Ridiculous!"

"I'll tell you what real formations are. In your backwater place, you probably don't even have an epic-level formation master, do you?"

Lin Feng was taken aback. This guy was really talking tough.

If he didn't respond with some tough talk of his own, he would be letting down Nie Zimou's reputation.

So Lin Feng smiled proudly and replied, "Huh, what about Luohe City? Don't think just because it's a big city, it's impressive. If you lose later, don't feel too embarrassed!"

The guy opposite him wanted to say something more, but the old man presiding over the arena spoke sternly, "Now that everyone has found their respective arenas, let the competition begin!"

With that, the guy opposite Lin Feng sneered and stepped onto the arena prepared by the Hong family.

Lin Feng glanced at the presiding old man, realizing that one person was in charge of overseeing thousands of participants in the competition. It seemed that the mastery of mental power had reached a high level.

Without hesitation, Lin Feng stepped onto the arena as well.

As soon as the two of them entered the arena, a formation on the arena lit up, preventing the fluctuations of the battle from spreading and affecting others.

The old man's voice echoed through the Diamond-level group competition area, "I want to emphasize again that the second round of the competition focuses on formation skills. If you use anything unrelated to formations, it will be considered a failure."

"Alright, let the competition begin!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the guy opposite Lin Feng quickly moved his hands in the air, rapidly carving runes in mid-air.

In this formation competition, they naturally used formations to attack each other, and whoever completed the formation first would gain the advantage.