On both sides of the arena stood Mo Ziyi, Mo Hao and other people from Nanshan Academy.
On the other side, Qiu Beifeng led everyone from the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall.
Mo Hao went directly to the arena, looked around, and then said loudly: "I, Mo Hao from Nanshan Academy, heard that the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall is very strong, so I came here today to ask for advice. I hope the rumors are true."
As soon as these words came out, many disciples of the Qiuhu Martial Arts School at the scene turned ugly.
"This Mo Hao is too arrogant.
This is clearly looking down on me Qiuhu Wuguan. "
"City Lord Qiu and Curator Qiu are both here. He is still so complacent in front of his elders. He must be taught a lesson."
"That's right, otherwise, how can I mess around in Shuanglin City from the Qiuhu Martial Arts Academy in the future!"
... The disciples of the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall who were watching were excited, but the faces of the direct disciples at this moment were a little ugly.
Qiu Jinhu glanced at several direct disciples, and asked aloud, "Which one of you would like to join?"
Faced with the curator's question, several direct disciples either bowed their heads in silence, or turned their heads away from meeting Qiu Jinhu's eyes.
Obviously, none of them had the confidence to fight against Mo Hao, nor did they want to get hurt and lose face on stage.
Seeing such a situation, Qiu Jinhu's eyes showed a look of disappointment, then he looked at Tang Heng, and said, "Xiao Tang, how about you—" However, he didn't finish speaking.
Bai Jiaoxi stood up and said, "Curator, Tang Heng may not be on stage today."
"What's wrong?"
Qiu Jinhu asked.
Bai Jiaoxi explained: "A few days ago, Tang Heng wanted to hit the ninth level of the Starfire Realm, but he used too much force and suffered some internal injuries, which have not recovered yet."
"Let him compete on stage now, regardless of the outcome, Xiao Tang's injury will definitely worsen.
So, Xiao Tang couldn't get on. "
After listening to the explanation, Qiu Jinhu frowned immediately, and couldn't help but glanced at Tang Heng a few times, as if he wanted to confirm whether he was injured or not.
The eyes of other people also turned to Tang Heng.
Tang Henggong cupped his hands, and said apologetically, "Curator, all teachers, all juniors and sisters, I'm really sorry, it's my fault, I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."
"But, if senior brother can't make it, then who else is Mo Hao's opponent!"
For a while, everyone became anxious and helpless.
Qiu Jinhu frowned, feeling a little tricky.
And Mo Hao on the ring, seized this opportunity, and deliberately said: "I heard that there are many disciples in the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall, and their strength is very good.
I really want to learn something. "
These words were obviously urging the other party to quickly send someone on stage.
As a result, the discussion below became even more noisy.
"what happened?
No one is on stage yet. "
"That's right, why didn't big brother Tang Heng come up, he is the number one student in our Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall!"
"It looks like something went wrong, I can't go up!"
"No way, someone knocked on the door, but no one dared to go on stage.
This is a shame. "
"These direct disciples usually enjoy the treatment of a higher level, but now that something happened in the martial arts hall, they all acted like turtles. It's just too ridiculous."
"Tang Heng can't get on, are everyone else dead?"
... Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable, Fade Chen sighed softly, stepped forward with his right leg, and prepared to stand up.
After all, Mo Hao's challenge was aimed at him.
That being the case, it is a good choice for Fade Chen to come on stage to solve the problem himself.
However, just when Fade Chen was about to step out, the second brother Jiang Feihu took a step forward, stood up with a snap, and said loudly: "Let me do it!"
"Flying Tiger!"
Curator Qiu and all the professors looked over at the same time.
Fade Chen was also taken aback, and then said to Jiang Feihu in a low voice: "Second senior brother, then Mo Hao came after me, I—" Before Fade Chen finished speaking, Jiang Feihu waved his hand with a smile and said: "Brother Chen, Needless to say.
I have wanted to compete with Mo Hao for a long time, but I have never found an opportunity. Today is a great opportunity, and I can't miss it. "
"But—" Fade Chen was a little worried.
Jiang Feihu said: "Why, don't you trust me, senior brother?"
Before Fade Chen could speak, Jiang Feihu had already walked to the edge of the ring, turned to look at Qiu Jinhu, "Curator!"
Qiu Jinhu hesitated for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Feihu, go up!"
"However, be careful and protect yourself, understand!"
As the curator, Qiu Jinhu certainly knows that Jiang Feihu's strength is also good, it can be said that it is second only to Tang Heng, and the difference in strength is extremely small.
But in the end there is still a gap.
Tang Heng didn't have much chance of winning against Mo Hao.
It would be even more difficult for Jiang Feihu to make a move.
However, things have come to this point, apart from Jiang Feihu, there is no other suitable candidate.
Therefore, Qiu Jinhu could only agree.
And Jiang Feihu got the response, smiled, nodded and said: "Don't worry, curator."
After speaking, he jumped onto the ring, cupped his hands at Mo Hao and said, "Qiuhu Martial Arts, Jiang Feihu, please enlighten me."
Seeing this, Mo Hao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said flatly, "It's you! I thought it was Brother Tang Hengtang, but I didn't expect—hey—forget it, it's okay!"
The regretful and sighing tone, as well as the slightly raised corners of his mouth, made it clear that he looked down on Jiang Feihu.
Jiang Feihu already had a fiery temper, but being so despised by Mo Hao, he suddenly became angry, roared, and rushed forward, "Then let me see the strength of the number one person in Nanshan Academy!"
The roar was accompanied by violent and turbulent vigor, and a gust of wind was set off, like a beast, rushing towards it.
Jiang Feihu himself is a monster, coupled with his fiery temper and fighting style, he has always been in a hurry, open and close, and his shots are explosive and powerful.
But at this moment, Mo Hao was holding a folding fan, with a calm face and light steps, while dodging Jiang Feihu's offensive, while waving the folding fan to block Jiang Feihu's company.
Between "crackling", the two seemed to have gone through hundreds of moves.
The disciples watching were dazzled and excited.
"It's too strong, the second senior brother is too fierce, it makes my blood boil when I see it."
"Then Mo Hao has been forced by the second senior brother to dodge and defend, we have the upper hand!"
"It seems that the number one person in Nanshan Academy is nothing more than that! In our Qiuhu Martial Arts Academy, we don't need big brother Tang Heng to take action, that's enough."
"Haha, after this time, our Qiuhu martial arts gym will become the number one martial arts gym in Shuanglin City."
...Compared to the excitement and optimism of the ordinary registered disciples, the faces of the direct disciples and the teaching directors are not so good-looking, and even more and more serious.
Because, they could tell that although the fighting on the ring looked lively.
Jiang Feihu seemed to be forcing Mo Hao to retreat steadily.
But in fact, Jiang Feihu was able to attack Mo Hao almost a few times, and did not cause him any harm at all.
On the contrary, it was Mo Hao who looked relaxed and complacent, obviously feeling that he still had energy left.