The scene was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded at the scene.
Until Chen Fei turned around and prepared to come back, Qiu Rufeng and Qiu Tong took the lead in returning to their senses on the side of Qiuhu martial arts school, and a burst of violent cheers broke out.
"Win, win, that's great."
"Brother Chen, good job. You won."
"Ha ha, we won."
Their cheers made other people of Qiuhu martial arts school come back to their senses and look at Chen Fei one after another, but their eyes were a little complicated and they didn't know what to say for a moment.
On the other side of Nanshan academy next door, Mo Hao, who was originally shaking a folding fan and looking proud and ready to see Chen Fei severely punished, looked very ugly when he saw this scene.
He put down the folding fan, clenched his fist, looked at Zheng Yun who fell to the ground, waved his hand and said, "bring people back."
Immediately, a disciple of the Academy entered the venue and helped Zheng Yun back.
Mo Hao didn't look at Zheng Yun more, but stared at Chen Fei in the field and said, "unexpectedly, you hid a hand!"
Chen Fei didn't avoid Mo Hao's eyes. Looking at Mo Hao, Lang said, "Mr. Mo wants to have a competition?"
"You!" Mo Hao was furious. Unexpectedly, the boy dared to provoke himself in public.
However, he was not stunned by the anger, but sneered and said, "Oh, I want to use the method of provocation to let me end up fighting with you!"
Just now, in his mind, he quickly calculated Chen Fei's idea.
If he wins the match against Mo Hao, Chen Fei can boast that he is defeated by Mo Hao, the first expert of Nanshan Academy.
If you lose carelessly, let alone the result. A registered disciple of Qiuhu martial arts school defeated the first expert of Nanshan Academy. It goes without saying how big the public opinion will be.
Therefore, whether he wins or loses, as long as he Mo Hao ends, it can be said that he will lose.
Mo Hao figured this out, so he looked at Chen Fei with a sneer. He saw through his appearance and said, "you are not qualified for me to do it."
With that, Mo Hao turned his head and looked at several pro disciples behind him, "Zheng Yun was careless just now. Who of you wants to compete with him in the end."
Several people looked at each other, and finally a burly man stood up.
"Elder martial brother Mo, I'd better come!"
Mo Hao nodded gently and said, "Fu Biao, don't let me down again."
"Elder martial brother Mo, I understand!" The man named Fu Biao stepped into the test field.
On the other side, the people of Qiuhu martial arts school became worried when they saw the end of Fu Biao. Qiu Rufeng was just excited.
"No, Fu Biao is stronger than Zheng Yun just now. I'm afraid Chen Fei is in danger."
Around, the disciples of other martial arts schools also discussed one after another at the moment.
"I remember, this Fu Biao is also the six levels of the spark realm."
"That's right. However, the martial arts he and Zheng Yun practiced were not in the same direction. Although they were all five-star martial arts, Zheng Yun's' autumn wind dance 'martial arts focused on fluttering and nimble. The main feature of Fu Biao's' falling Qianjun' martial arts was thick and fierce."
"Chen Fei unexpectedly defeated Zheng Yun with the six fold red flame fist just now. But the same six fold red flame fist may not work against Fu Biao."
"Moreover, have you noticed one thing? Zheng Yun fought with bare hands instead of weapons just now. Therefore, his autumn wind dance martial arts did not give full play. After all, it was originally a sword martial arts. Chen Fei's red flame boxing did not use weapons and naturally took advantage of it."
"Yes, I haven't noticed if you don't say. If so, the victory just now is a coincidence under the combination of various factors."
"Yes, don't talk about Fu Biao. If you let the intact Zheng Yun use weapons and compete again, the winning rate will exceed 90 percent."
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After a lot of discussion, they almost reached a common conclusion. Chen Fei's competition can be said to be lost.
Qiu Rufeng was also worried. She could hardly help shouting Chen Fei up.
At the moment, in the competition field, Fu Biao took the initiative to say to Chen Fei, "I'm majoring in swordsmanship. Brother Chen doesn't mind if I choose a sword?"
"Of course, brother Chen, you can also choose the weapons you want."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Tong was immediately angry and almost scolded his mother: "Fu Biao, you have to be shameless. A pro disciple bullied our registered disciples and used weapons. It's too rude to talk about martial ethics."
"Brother Chen, don't promise him!"
In the field, Fu Biao naturally heard these words, but he didn't change his face. Instead, he smiled and looked at Chen Fei: "what does brother Chen say?"
He deliberately threw his words to Chen Fei, waiting for him to make a decision.
This is also a small trick. If Chen Fei agrees to choose weapons, it will naturally be more beneficial to him.
If Chen Fei doesn't agree, then he doesn't care and competes empty handed. At that time, if you lose carelessly, there are excuses to say.