"Mr. Reingar, what do you think is the probability that Chunan will win in tomorrow's semi-finals?"

Rengar, who was stopped for an interview, shook his head and smiled wryly.

"I don't dare to say. According to my judgment, his opponent's strength should obviously exceed that of ordinary second-order internal breath-level martial artists, and it is very likely that he has already reached the third-order internal breath level. And Chu Nan ...... Based on past performances, it is possible to defeat a second-order internal breath-level martial artist, but a third-order internal breath-level martial artist ......"

Rengar didn't continue, but it was obvious from the expression on his face that he was obviously not optimistic about Chu Nan.

"So ...... you"

Dong Fang shook his head, turned off this news interview, and changed to another information channel, which turned out to be a famous martial artist of the Earth Federation, and he was participating in a certain program at this time, and an inquiry he was receiving was also related to Chu Nan.

Like Rengar, the famous warrior did not explicitly state that Chu Nan could not win, but at the end he tactfully stated that he "hopes that the federal crowd will take this match with a calm mind......

The implication is that he is obviously not optimistic about Chu Nan.

Dong Fang felt irritable for a while, and switched to several information channels that had something to do with martial arts, but found that these information channels were all focusing on Chu Nan's semi-finals tomorrow.

And in these programs or news interviews, whether it is those famous martial artists or so-called experts, not even one of them is optimistic about the result of Chu Nan's game tomorrow.

At most, they said, "Maybe we can expect Chu Nan to create a miracle again......

After hurriedly browsing each program, Dong Fang's irritability deepened, and he simply turned off the real-time information and moved to the largest martial arts forum on the pan-galaxy network.

On the forums of the Earth Federation, Chu Nan's semi-finals tomorrow are also the hottest topics, and related discussion topics occupy almost half of the page.

Dong Fang flipped through it casually and found that most of these topics were indeed discussing victory and defeat.

Like the major information channels, the vast majority of people are not optimistic about Chu Nan.

There were even many people who asserted that if Maluk's strength was really a third-order internal breath level, Chu Nan would probably not last more than a minute under him.

Of course, it's not that no one has hope for Chu Nan.

But the most optimistic people can only hope for a miracle to happen......

In addition to these, there are some interesting discussions.

For example, someone actually made a strong accusation to the organizing committee of the event, claiming that since this event was organized by the Xiyunxing government, it was completely easy to secretly manipulate the results of the draw, why would Chu Nan draw the strongest opponent in the semi-finals?

If the other two second-order internal breath-level martial artists were selected, Chu Nan would have a great hope of entering the finals!

When he saw this theme, Dong Fang couldn't help but laugh, which made his irritable mood lighten a lot.

If Chu Nan lacks his strength, then he will still be defeated after all.

What is the difference between being beaten in the semi-finals and being beaten in the final?

If it's not a champion, it doesn't mean much after all.

But on second thought, there is some truth to this accusation.

All arrangements for the event are made by the organizing committee, and it is easy to manipulate the lottery results secretly.

Under normal circumstances, the organizing committee of the event would of course hope that the martial artists belonging to the Earth Federation can go as far as possible.

If you can enter the finals, even if you can't win the championship, it can be said that you lost in the finals, which is not too embarrassing.

However, Chu Nan drew Maluk, the most powerful opponent, from among the three opponents, so that the hopes of the Earth Federation's martial artists to win the championship in the under-20 category were almost completely dashed.

Why is that?

"Could this be the result of someone secretly manipulating?" Dong Fang couldn't help but rub his chin and frown in thought. "But the question is, what's the benefit of that?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Dong Fang still couldn't figure it out, so he could only give up and continue to think about this meaningless issue.

After browsing through the various posts on the forum on various analysis topics of Maluk, Dong Fang sighed, turned off his personal terminal, and went to the balcony of the dormitory, looking up at the sunset that was setting towards the horizon in the distance.

No matter what others say, whether Chu Nan can win tomorrow or not depends on him after all.

As soon as he came back from the arena in the afternoon, Chu Nan was taken away by the teachers of the academy, claiming that he was going to give him emergency training before the game, but he has not come back yet.

So now, is he ready?

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"Bang-"

Chu Nan fell heavily to the ground.

Several academy teachers next to him immediately surrounded him with nervous expressions, and Enrique, a fourth-year student who had knocked him away with a palm just now, also came up with an arrow, and asked with concern as he stretched out his hand, "How is it?" You okay? ”

Chu Nan shook his head, rejected Enrique's hand, straightened his waist slightly, jumped up directly, and jumped twice, and then showed a relaxed smile to Enrique and the teachers who came around.

"It's okay, I'm not that fragile yet."

"That's good." Several teachers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

A teacher glared at Enrique and reprimanded: "Enrique, you are here to accompany Chu Nan to practice, you should pay attention to the severity!" If you hurt him, will you go tomorrow to replace him? ”

Enrique touched his head, smirked twice, and didn't refute.

Chu Nan hurriedly waved his hand: "Teacher, you can't blame Enrique, it's good that he can take the time to practice with me." Besides, the opponent in the game is only going to be much tougher than him, so I hope he can do his best. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to truly experience the strength of a third-order inner breath level martial artist, and this practice would be meaningless, wouldn't it? ”

Several teachers looked at each other, sighed, and nodded in unison.

This practice was specially arranged by the academy's top management, and Enrique, a fourth-year student with third-order internal breath-level strength, was specially brought in, so that Chu Nan could feel the true strength of a third-order internal breath-level martial artist in advance, so that he could be prepared when he competed with Maluk tomorrow.

If Enrique were asked to stay, the afternoon's practice would be meaningless.

What's more, according to the performance of that Maluk in the previous games, his attack was extremely ruthless, and he even broke his legs in the preliminaries, the nephew of Luo Li, the head of the martial arts branch.

When I face Chu Nan tomorrow, I am afraid that I will not spare any hands at all.

"Chu Nan, you and Enrique practiced all afternoon, and you feel ...... What do you think? A teacher suddenly asked.

The other teachers and Enrique looked at Chu Nan in unison.

Meeting their gaze, Chu Nan shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile.

"You saw it too. The third-order internal breath level martial artist completely crushed me in terms of speed, strength, internal breath, and physical strength, and it was difficult for me to fight back at all. ”