Chapter 3460                     

The scene was silent, and everyone was stunned when they watched this scene.

It was not until Chen Fei turned around and was about to come back, and Qiu Rufeng and Qiu Tong came to their senses first and burst into tears.

"Win, win, it's so awesome."

"Brother Chen, you've won."

"Haha, we won."

The cheers of the two made the others in Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall come 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 Nanshan Academy next door, Mo Hao, who was originally shaking a folding fan with a proud look on his face, was about to see Chen Fei being taught a lesson. At this moment, his face suddenly became dark and his expression was very ugly.

He put down the folding fan, clenched his fists, looked at Zheng Yun who was lying on the ground, waved his hand and said, "Bring the person back."

Immediately, a disciple from the academy entered the venue and helped Zheng Yun back.

Mo Hao did not look at Zheng Yun more, but stared at Chen Fei in the field and said, "I didn't expect that you had hidden a hand!"

Chen Fei did not avoid Mo Hao's gaze, looked at Mo Hao, and said aloud: "Young Master Mo also wants to come out to compete?"

"You!" Mo Hao was furious, but he didn't expect that this kid would dare to provoke him in public.

However, he was not dizzy by the anger, but sneered: "Ha, I want to use the provocation method to let me go to fight you!"

Just now, he quickly calculated Chen Fei's thoughts in his mind.

If Mo Hao comes out and wins, Chen Fei can also boast about it, saying that he is defeated by Mo Hao, the number one master of Nanshan Academy.

If you lose accidentally, let alone the result. A registered disciple of Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall actually defeated the number one master of Nanshan Academy. It goes without saying how big the public opinion will be.

Therefore, no matter whether he wins or loses, as long as he ends up, he can be said to lose.

Mo Hao figured it out, so he looked at Chen Fei with a sneer, looked like he saw through him, and said, "You are not qualified to let me do it."

After saying that, Mo Hao turned his head and looked at the disciples behind him, "Zheng Yun was careless just now, who would you want to come to compete with him?"

Several people looked at each other, and finally a burly man stood up.

"Senior Brother Mo, I'll do it!"

Mo Hao nodded slightly and said, "Fu Biao, don't let me down."

"Senior Brother Mo, I understand!" This man named Fu Biao walked into the competition venue.

On the other hand, everyone in Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall, when seeing Fu Biao's fate, Qiu Rufeng's expression just now became worried again.

"No, Fu Biao's strength is even stronger than Zheng Yun just now. Chen Fei is probably in danger."

The disciples from other martial arts schools around were also discussing this moment.

"I remember, this Fu Biao is also at the sixth level of the Spark Realm."

"Yes. However, the martial arts he and Zheng Yun practiced were not the same direction at all. Although they were both five-star martial arts. However, Zheng Yun's 'Autumn Wind Dance' martial arts were mainly erratic and agile. Fu Biao's 'Lu Qianjun' martial arts were mainly characterized by its thickness and ferociousness."

"Just just now, Chen Fei unexpectedly defeated Zheng Yun with the sixth-level red flame fist. But the same sixth-level red flame fist may not necessarily work against Fu Biao."

"And, have you noticed something! When Zheng Yun took action just now, he did not use weapons, but fought with bare hands. Therefore, his Qiufengwu martial arts skills were not fully utilized. After all, it was originally a swordsmanship. And Chen Fei's Red Flame Fist did not use weapons, so he naturally took advantage."

"Yes, I haven't noticed it yet if you don't say it. If this is the case, then the victory just now is a coincidence by a combination of various factors."

"Yes, don't talk about Fu Biao. If Zheng Yun is allowed to attack with his weapons, the winning rate will be more than 90%.

………

After a lot of discussion, everyone finally came to a common conclusion that Chen Fei's competition could be said to be a sure loss.

Qiu Rufeng also looked nervous when she heard this, and could hardly help but shout Chen Fei up.

At this moment, Fu Biao took the initiative to say to Chen Fei: "I major in swordsmanship. Brother Chen doesn't mind if I choose a sword, right?"

"Of course, Brother Chen, you can also choose the weapon you want."

When Qiu Tong heard this, he was furious and almost cursed: "Fu Biao, you still have shamelessness. A personal disciple bullies our registered disciples and uses weapons. It's too unfair to be virtuous."

"Brother Chen, don't agree to him!"

In the field, Fu Biao naturally heard these words, but he did not change his expression. Instead, he smiled and looked at Chen Fei: "What do you say, Brother Chen?"

He deliberately threw the words to Chen Fei and waited for him to make a decision.

This is also a trick. If Chen Fei agrees to choose a weapon, it will naturally be more beneficial to him.

If Chen Fei doesn't agree, then he doesn't care and compete with an empty-handed competition. If he accidentally loses, there are excuses to say.

In short, in this sentence, he Fu Biao put himself invincible.

Chen Fei's eyes trembled slightly, and he naturally understood Fu Biao's little thoughts.

However, he didn't care about this at all, and waved his hand and said, "Please."

Upon hearing this, Fu Biao smiled, then went to the side to choose a black heavy sword, played in his hand, and became familiar with it.

Then, he looked at Chen Fei, "Please, Brother Chen?"

Chen Fei waved his hand and said, "I won't need it."

"Uh?" Fu Biao was startled and then smiled, "Brother Chen has considered it clearly? Don't choose weapons. If you lose at that time, Brother Chen, don't say that I, Fu Biao, won't be too powerful!"

Chen Fei said lightly: "It's okay. You can't win!"

Fu Biao has always been a mature and steadfast, but when he heard Chen Fei's words, he couldn't help but tremble in his face and angry in his eyes.

The people in Nanshan Academy were even more angry with their eyes blowing fire.

The disciples from other martial arts schools also became lively.

"Why that boy, is that confident?"

"He wouldn't think that Fu Biao is the same as Zheng Yun!"

"I'm still too young and have never seen a real master."

………

The third senior brother who had just shut up was now starting to become sarcastic again.

"I won a lucky game and was so arrogant. Such a person really ruined my reputation as Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Rufeng frowned and had a pretty face unhappy.

Qiu Tong, who was beside him, couldn't help but quarreled directly, "Second Brother, at the beginning, Brother Chen didn't dare to compete, it was you who was disgraceful to the martial arts school."

"Now, Brother Chen has finished the competition and even won one game. You still say he is embarrassed, so how can you not be embarrassed?"

"If I remember correctly, third brother, you will compete with the people from Nanshan Academy. The record is that there are fewer wins and more losses. This is not as good as Brother Chen!"

These words made the third senior brother flush and his expression was very embarrassing.

He wanted to refute, but he couldn't speak because Qiu Tong was telling the truth.

Finally, he could only sway his sleeves and angrily said, "I personally teach my disciple, and I can't teach a registered disciple a few words?"

"You--" Qiu Tong wanted to argue over.

But Qiu Rufeng, who was standing beside him, grabbed him.

The eldest brother Tang Heng on the other side also gave a wink to the third brother and asked him to shut up.
Chapter completed!