Chapter 370

In the fencing hall, there are a lot of people who are attracted to it. It is necessary to watch it on the spot.

Then, these people who came to watch the war all cheered for Zhao Fei loudly.

The three swordsmen are too weak to speak. How can they compare with China, just an island country.

So if Zhao Fei wins, it's a matter of glory, and people will naturally cheer for him.

In this regard, Zhao Fei waved around, as if to say that he would win.

"Three swordsmen, less nonsense. Today, I'll let you know what a stupid decision it was to challenge me."

The three swordsman shook his head, as if he didn't care. He seemed to have confidence in himself.

"Mr. Zhao Fei, let's fight a decisive battle. If you lose, you will disgrace your country."

Zhao Fei's gloomy face seemed to be infuriated. With one of his lunges, the competition began.

Villa, Luo Xuan sitting on the sofa, watching with great interest.

"Luo Xuan, who do you think will win?" Zhou Yue leans against Luo Xuan and asks curiously.

In this regard, Luo Xuan really hard to say, who is likely to win.

"For the time being, everyone will win."

Zhou Yue should be a, continue to look up, she hopes Zhao Fei will lose.

In this way, no one will make trouble. After all, Zhou Yue hates what Zhao Fei said.

Luo Xuan is very powerful. Well, Zhao Fei said that she couldn't do it at all, which made her very angry.

This is a girl in love, no one is allowed to say her lover.

In the fencing hall, Zhao Fei went out first. His skill is very agile, and his angle is also very tricky. It can be seen that he has some skills.

However, this level of fencing, in Luo Xuan's eyes, is very childish, suddenly some lack of interest.

There's no appreciation at all. For such an opponent, let alone a move, even if it's a half move, he can't walk.

Luo Xuan just wants to know the result, although in his eyes, the battle is just a peck, but the result still depends on.

On the court, although Zhao Fei's swordsmanship was something, the three swordsmen were not inferior. They fought for dozens of rounds in a row, and it was hard to separate them.

Someone explained that it was very passionate. After all, it was a matter of face.

The mood of the commentator is understandable.

"At this time, Zhao Fei made a preemptive attack and directly attacked the footwall of the three swordsmen, but the islanders were not vegetarians either. He took the offensive and began to fight back abruptly. Zhao Fei was in danger."

In a short fight, Zhao Fei seizes the opportunity and wants to defeat the three swordsmen at one stroke. However, he is not able to achieve his wish. Instead, he is counterattacked and nearly picks up the mask.

"It's so dangerous. The attack of the islanders just now is very tricky and vicious. Zhao Fei almost lost."

"I have to say that the island people's fencing skills are still very strong. Few people can make it out of the fierce attack just now."

"Yes, but Zhao Fei has stabilized and seems to be starting to fight back. The situation is very sticky. The strength of both sides is equal, and it's hard to win or lose."

……

With the passion of the two commentaries, the onlookers hold their breath and keep their eyes fixed.

It has to be said that this battle is very ornamental. It's really a good fight.

Neither of them will let the other. They have the same strength. For the time being, we can't see who is more powerful.

At this time, it depends on who will make a mistake. A small mistake will lead to an irreparable failure.

At that time, we will lose the competition. Now we are comparing our mentality.

In such a sticky battle, whoever is unstable first will lose.

Luo Xuan can see that Zhao Fei is in a hurry, some impetuous, and has not been able to play a beautiful offensive. For him, it seems that he can't accept it.

Now Zhao Fei, some disordered rhythm, has been taking the initiative to attack, the offensive is more and more rapid.

The man of three swords has been defending all the time. He is very good at details. He has never fallen into the disadvantage.

In this way, the outcome is basically certain.

Luo Xuan secretly sighs a breath, light says: Zhao Fei lost definitely, as expected is young and full of vigour, can't stabilize the state of mind. "

Zhao Fei is very urgent now, and has been attacking rapidly. It seems that he has the upper hand, but in fact it is not. He is so aggressive, consuming a lot of money, and will not last long.

However, the three swordsmen are always easy to defend and can't see his difficulty at all.

Under the background of this change, it is clear who wins and who loses.

The two commentators seemed to have seen it and made a sound.

"What's wrong with Zhao Fei? He seems to be in a hurry."

"It can be seen that he has been looking for opportunities to attack. The attack is very fierce and swift, but the three swordsmen are very experienced and don't give any opportunities at all.""It's not good to go on like this. Such a strong offensive consumes a lot of energy, and Zhao Fei can't support it."

When the commentators said that, the onlookers naturally saw that Zhao Fei was getting weaker and weaker.

And the three swordsmen, more and more confident, began to attack slowly.

"Mr. Zhao Fei, is this the strength of your number one seed in China? With all due respect, it's too weak. "

The three swordsmen made sarcastic remarks. In the fierce battle, he still had the strength to speak. It can be seen that he was very relaxed.

On the other hand, Zhao Fei's successive rapid attacks made him consume too much, and his attack became weaker and weaker.

After hearing these words from three swordsmen, he was a little angry, but he could not keep up with his physical strength. His movements became more and more slow. He was in a cold sweat and panicked.

If you lose, you'll lose your reputation in the future. Fans will be very disappointed about how to deal with it in the future.

This loss, Zhao Fei can be a total defeat, can not lose, absolutely can not lose, in any case, to win.

Zhao Fei thought so in his heart, but he was willing to do it. He was still young and inexperienced. It was hard for him to fight against an old swordsman like three swordsmen.

Zhao Fei's dispatch is more radical. He has confidence in himself. He always takes the initiative to attack.

But the consumption is still too big. He can't bear it. Now he's tired like a dog. His attack is weak and he's being suppressed by the three swordsmen.

Commentators are also worried, they also want to win Zhao Fei, but it seems that the situation is not good now.

"There seems to be something wrong with Zhao Fei's attack. He's expending a lot now, and he's slowly falling behind."

"Oh, I'm still in a bit of a hurry. If I could just keep it steady, it wouldn't be so."

"Sure enough, there is a lack of experience. It seems that the victory or defeat is basically divided."

With the two commentaries, Zhao Fei was hit in the heart, directly retreated a lot of distance, and then was picked to fly the mask.

The sword of the three swordsmen has already pointed to Zhao Fei, and the victory is divided.

Zhao Fei paid the price for his reckless attack. Weak, he didn't use any combat ability in the later stage and was defeated by the trend.

"No!"

Zhao Fei some difficult to accept, but the opponent's sword pointed at him, let his heart blocked flustered.

Really lost, this is not just lost the contest so simple, he will lose everything.

"Mr. Zhao Fei, I've accepted. I can see that there is still a gap between you and me. Go back and practice more."

Three swordsmen sneer and win Zhao Fei. He doesn't seem to have a big accident.

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