Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Contest Ends
The expressions on the faces of the disciples froze, especially before the competition began, and the disciples who swore with their companions that Mo Fei could enter the top three, their faces darkened, and they felt like they were beepping a dog.
The time for Mo Fei to fall from the ring was not much slower than Tao Dehua.
To be precise, the referee's "start" voice just fell, and as soon as the two of them exchanged a move in the ring, Mo Fei flew off the ring.
The elders who paid attention to Mo Fei all looked constipated.
Everyone's feeling is as if you are in high spirits to open a room with a beautiful woman, but the beauty takes out a bigger than your own, and in turn strengthens yourself.
That's right, in addition to being boring, they deeply felt that their IQ was raped by Mo Fei.
At this moment, countless voices were invective in the bottom of my heart.
"Are you messing with me?"
"Wasn't it very good when you defeated Tao Dehua yesterday?
"My Ten Spirit Stones......"
"My Qi Gathering Pill, it's all in the water now!"
The disciples who made a bet in private, their hearts were dripping blood, and they undoubtedly pressed the treasure on Mo Fei, and this time, they really lost all their money.
Even Hao Xian in the ring was confused at the moment, she was ready to fight hard, but she didn't expect that with only one sword, Mo Fei flew out of the ring, and the victory was inexplicable.
"Hao Xian, win!" the deacon came back to his senses and announced the results of the competition.
Mo Fei turned over and stood up, patted his buttocks, and slowly put his sword into the sheath, without doing anything.
At this moment, the disciples instantly became hideous, and the crowd was excited, boiling over the sky.
"Damn, I'm going to report it, someone is playing a match-fixing!"
"I strongly ask Mo Fei to fight on stage again!"
"Yes, fight again, it doesn't count if you don't see blood!"
", you are not satisfied with Ren Hao who won yesterday, I admit it, why are you not even satisfied with losing today?!" There was all the scolding around, Mo Fei's old face darkened, and he scolded secretly in his heart.
To be honest, according to his plan, he didn't want to go to the stage and abstained directly, but now he is willing to show his face on the stage, which can be regarded as giving face to this group of disciples and elders.
"Senior Sister Hao Xian is so strong, what's the matter, do you have any opinions on Senior Sister Hao Xian's swordsmanship?" Mo Fei turned around and retorted in a loud voice.
Entering the Gong Fa Pavilion to get the exercises, isn't it fragrant to practice in secret, why do you want to be a core disciple.
This is a decision Mo Fei made after being frightened yesterday, to develop obscenely and not reveal his secrets.
Therefore, Mo Fei felt that it was necessary for these elders to reconfirm their vision today and not waste their attention on himself, so as soon as he came to power, he was defeated so simply and quickly.
"Lao Tzu believes in your evil, yesterday you pierced Senior Brother Tao Dehua with a sword, is that fake!"
"Yes, when he beat Tao Dehua, he was so violent, and when he met a beautiful woman, he became a soft-footed shrimp, this guy was definitely beating Senior Sister Hao Xian's idea!"
"Senior Sister Hao Xian's voice is sweet, you are an old pervert, I ...... it"
Seeing that this group of people was getting darker and darker, and the faces of the beauties in the ring seemed to be gradually covered with a layer of frost, Mo Fei said: "What is Tao Dehua, can he compare with Senior Sister Hao Xian, his three-legged cat swordsmanship is also used to cut apples." ”
"Hmph, match-fixing, it's definitely match-fixing!"
"Doggy, shady, definitely shady......"
“......”
In the crowd, Tao Dehua, who was supported by Lai Gan, had a face like gold paper, and every time the disciples mentioned his name, it was as if they had stabbed him in the heart; when he heard Mo Fei's words, 'Tao Dehua is something', his eyes were already black, and he fainted.
Most of the disciples didn't know what 'peeling apples' meant, but it was clear that no one was willing to accept such a result, and Mo Fei made it clear that he would rub everyone's IQ on the ground.
Hao Xian, who won the game, had no intention of stepping down, the sword was still glowing with orange light, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Mo Fei, as if waiting for Mo Fei to speak, or explain.
Mo Fei felt that he had acted a little too much.
Suddenly, he fell to his knees.
"Mo Fei, what's wrong with you?" He Tianci asked anxiously with a slightly gloomy face.
"I, ahem......" Mo Fei's face turned pale, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"How can this be?" Feng Wenguang was surprised.
Waving his hand to stop the two of them from helping themselves up, Mo Fei said intermittently: "Sure enough...... Just had a seizure, it's okay...... I had long guessed that it would be like this. ”
Sensing that the eyes of the disciples became surprised, Mo Fei smiled secretly in his heart: No matter how smart you are, you can't imagine that I will be lucky and hurt yourself. However, it was really uncomfortable to feel bad when luck hurt him, and after slowing down, Mo Fei stood up.
"To tell you the truth, I fought with Tao Dehua yesterday, and my internal organs were already injured, and when I was fighting with Senior Sister Hao Xian just now, I was affected by internal injuries, so I lost. ”
A disciple asked, "Really?"
The disciple who had just lost ten spirit stones still insisted, "Phew, you think we'll believe your nonsense......"
Some disciples believed Mo Fei's words: "It seems to make some sense, how Senior Brother Tao Dehua said it is also the ninefold innate realm, Senior Brother Mo Fei fought fast yesterday, and it is reasonable that he was injured." ”
How many people doubted, how many believed, it is not known, in short, the voices of the crowd gradually subsided.
Most of the crowd was still dissatisfied, but one person was smiling.
The corners of Wu Song's mouth hooked up a sneer: God really helps me, take advantage of your illness to kill you!
He finally figured out what Mo Fei said before: "I'm afraid you don't have a chance." What does it mean.
It turns out that this kid has been injured.
Almost instantly, Wu Song thought of the idea of forcing Mo Fei to compete with him, and laughed in his heart: "Will I let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
The competition ended at noon, and Wu Song, unsurprisingly, became the first place in the competition.
"This is the end of the competition, please come forward for the top three in this competition. ”
"Please ask the sect master to present awards for this competition. ”
After Wu Song and the three of them received the award, the elder in charge of the competition smiled and said: "According to the usual practice, the top three in the competition can challenge the true disciples, Wu Song, Hao Xian, Chang Shi, which of the three of you will come first?"
Wu Song looked at Mo Fei and smiled secretly.
"Elder, in this competition, Senior Brother Mo Fei performed outstandingly and won the favor of the six elders, before the challenge, the disciple wanted to give this calming pill rewarded by the sect to Senior Brother Mo for healing. ”