Chen Feng tried to compare his speed with him, and found that this black young man was actually on par with himself!

Before this Emei sect disciple could react, the black young man had already arrived behind him, Kong Wu's powerful right arm strangled her neck, and said innocently, "Girl, you lost." ”

The female disciple of the Emei faction only understood when she heard this, and was just about to resist, when a huge force came from her neck, and she instantly felt weak, and her body was paralyzed and leaned on the arms of the black young man.

The black young man avoided letting go of her, his dark face was red and hot, and he muttered, "Girl, I said that you lost, if you don't believe it, forget it, why are you still leaning on my arms." ”

Chen Feng couldn't help laughing, this person is estimated to be the same as Yang Feng, who has never been in love, and his face is red like a red butt after simple physical contact.

This female disciple of the Emei sect came to her senses, almost fell to the ground, glared at the young man angrily, and turned to leave.

The black young man was still standing in the ring, scratching the back of his head stupidly, and muttered, "What the master said is really right, the woman under the mountain is a tiger." After saying that, he walked out of the ring.

He walked to Chen Feng's side, saw Chen Feng looking at him with a smile and a word, and couldn't help asking, "Brother, what are you laughing at?" ”

"It's nothing, I just want to laugh all of a sudden, haha!" Chen Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

The black young man had a bitter face and asked puzzledly, "Brother, why do you say that girl is still glaring at me, if you lose, you will lose, are you still not convinced?" ”

Chen Feng gave him popular science and said, "Dude, that girl glared at you not because she was unconvinced, but because you let go of her too rudely, like throwing garbage, or in full view of everyone, without a bit of manly demeanor." ”

"I seem to understand." The black young man nodded as if he didn't understand, but Chen Feng probably didn't understand when he looked at him, and in modern terms, it should be the "straight man of steel" himself.

Chen Feng became a friend and asked, "Brother, what's your name." "Because I paid attention to Li Xin before, I didn't hear the name of the young man in Shaolin read clearly.

"My name is Da Niu, I know your name, your name is Chen Feng." Da Niu smiled and stretched out his palm.

Chen Feng was shocked to see, the palm of that hand was full of dark yellow calluses, and there were some traces of wound healing, which showed how hard this big bull practiced martial arts on weekdays.

After being stunned for a moment, Chen Feng stretched out his hand and shook Da Niu and said, "Hello, Da Niu." ”

I secretly slandered in my heart, although the name of this big cow is a little dirty, but the strength is really not weak!

"I've seen it, among all of them, only you have a chance to compete with me for the first place." The big cow smiled, and suddenly used strength in his hand.

Chen Feng was about to let go, but there was a huge force in his hand, as if he was caught by iron tongs, he couldn't move, and this force was gradually increasing.

When he looked up, the big cow was looking at him with a harmless smile.

"Good boy, did you compete with me before you even got into the ring?" Chen Feng thought to himself, he refused to give in half a point in his hand, and he also used his strength.

Yang Feng on the side looked at the two of them with a confused expression, not understanding what the two big men were doing shaking hands for so long.

About a minute later, the two of them let go of their hands at the same time, and after this secret battle, both of them had a rough standard for each other's strength.

Chen Feng felt that Da Niu seemed to have reservations, although he was the same.

"Brother, I'm looking forward to a fight with you!" Da Niu's eyes revealed a positive color that he had never seen before.

Chen Feng smiled lightly: "Me too!" ”

.....

After several battles, the second round of the competition is over.

There were only ten of the original twenty people left, and the two-on-two battle was divided into five games.

The referee elder announced the third round of the list and said, "Liang Fan, the inner disciple of the Wudang faction, will fight against Yang Ao, the inner disciple of the Huashan faction, and the scattered cultivation Da Niu will fight against Wang Qingfeng, the inner disciple of the Quanzhen Sect...... Chen Feng, a registered disciple of the Wudang faction, fought against Li Xin, an inner disciple of the Emei faction. ”

Chen Feng and Li Xin couldn't help but look at each other, and then quickly moved away, their eyes only intertwined in mid-air for less than two seconds.

Yang Feng, who was standing next to Chen Feng, quipped, "Boss, I'll see what you do now, your opponent is Li Xin, can you do it?" ”

"What's not to do?" Chen Feng said lightly, "I promised you, Senior Brother Gu, that I will definitely fight for him and Wudang in this martial arts conference." ”

Yang Feng muttered, "Anyway, if I change it, I won't be able to do it." ”

Chen Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly, no wonder Yang Feng couldn't find a girlfriend, it was not unreasonable.

After a stick of incense, the referee elder took to the ring again and announced the start of the first match of the third round.

Wudang faction Liang Fan and Huashan faction Yang Ao stood in the ring, both holding long swords, this is a contest between swordsmen.

"Game on!"

Chen Feng watched with interest, only to see that Liang Fan and Yang Ao didn't have too many words, and the two of them raised their swords and stabbed at each other at the same time.

Liang Fan made the Wudang swordsmanship, and Yang Ao made the Quanzhen swordsmanship, which is not comparable in terms of the sophistication of the swordsmanship alone.

I thought that this battle would last a long time, but after a few moves, Yang Ao grabbed a flaw in Liang Fan, and slashed Liang Fan's sword with a sword, and at the same time slashed his right arm with a sword.

"Senior brother!" Yang Feng and the other Wudang Sect disciples shouted worriedly, and Elder Jin couldn't help but frown.

Chen Feng looked at the stage speechlessly, there is an unwritten rule in the swordsman competition, that is, whoever is knocked away by the sword will lose.

Yang Ao had already won after picking up Liang Fan's sword, but he still had to draw that sword, although the wound of this sword was not deep, it had the meaning of revenge and humiliation.

He humiliated not only Liang Fan himself, but also the Wudang faction in the real sense, as well as Chen Feng, who had humiliated Wei Xiaochuan before.

"I lost!" Liang Fan picked up the sword that fell to the ground, and walked down the ring gloomily with his right arm covered.

"Master, I lost!" Liang Fan walked up to Elder Jin and said guiltily.

Elder Jin sighed lightly and comforted, "Winning or losing is a small matter, go back and practice your sword well, and fight again next year." ”

"Yes!" Liang Fan lowered his head and replied.

Elder Jin then walked up to Chen Feng and said softly, "Chen Feng, I have a reluctant request. ”

"Elder is polite, I am here to participate in the competition with the favor of Senior Brother, if you have any requests, it doesn't hurt to say it." Chen Feng said modestly.

"If you and Yang Ao are assigned to one game in the next round, I want you to return his humiliation to Liang Fan tenfold!"

Chen Feng sneered and glanced at Yang Ao, who was talking to the rest of the Huashan faction in the Huashan faction camp in the distance, and said, "I don't need the elders to tell me, and I won't let that kid lose too easily." ”

If Yang Ao is really assigned to the same game as himself, he must teach him to be a man!

(End of chapter)