After a brief moment of consternation, the spectators were in an uproar.

"He's an innate realm?"

"How is it possible! Have you ever seen a handyman with an innate realm in the outer mountains?"

"But he's not in the Innate Realm, so how can he use a sword gang that contains the power of frost?"

"Uh, this, Blade?"

"Have you ever heard of a treasure blade that allows the acquired realm to wield the power of the innate realm?"

"Nope..."

Similar questions and answers come one after another, many people think that Feng Zhiping pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, deliberately concealing the cultivation of the innate realm to play Zhang Quan, and some people think that it is because of the blade, maybe the Qiyuan Hall has a new result, refining a divine blade that can allow the martial artists of the acquired realm to use the innate power.

There are still a small number of people who, like Gao Zhan, suspect that they have exercise, but they can't remember which exercise has such a miraculous effect throughout the ages, and they can't wait to rush into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to go through the historical materials and classics, or more directly, grab people and interrogate them directly.

In short, Feng Zhiping is the acquired realm, it is not wrong that he did show his innate power, Zhang Quan's defeat is not wronged, the difference between quasi-congenital and congenital is only one word but thousands of miles apart, except for a very small number of peerless geniuses, no one can cross this gap.

Zhang Quan was helped down, didn't stay for a moment, and rushed directly to Chunfeng Hall.

Before leaving, he struggled to glance at Feng Zhiping, his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, and then whispered a few words to Liu Naiwen, and then he was carried away with his steps.

Feng Zhiping was very tired and wanted to sleep, but he had to fight his spirits.

Seeing Lin Shi looking at himself for a moment, he smiled and raised his chin, the former understood, and announced the result with a smile.

"In this battle, the Luhu Bridge East Soldier Feng Zhi won!"

The applause was sparse, most of the people were busy whispering, Feng Zhiping didn't care, and nodded politely and thanked him.

Liu Naiwen walked over with a double-pointed gun, followed by a few people holding other things.

walked up to him and looked at Feng Zhiping, his eyes were indescribable, and he finally didn't say anything, and handed over the gun neatly.

Feng Zhiping was about to answer when a discordant voice interjected.

"Can't give it to him, he's cheating!"

Zhang Yingwu jumped out, looking not poor.

Liu Naiwen frowned: "Xiao Wu, step aside!"

"Brother Wen, you can't give it to him!"

Zhang Yingwu stiffened his neck, pointed to the sidelines and said loudly: "He can win, obviously relying on their help, if that guy didn't throw an axe over and distract the leader, how could the leader lose? The duel is a matter of two people, how can we allow outsiders to interfere, we take advantage of this matter, we can't admit it!"

"Xiao Wu!"

Liu Naiwen scolded, Feng Zhiping raised his hand to stop: "What, I can't afford to lose?"

Zhang Yingwu said angrily: "Obviously, you can't win!"

Feng Zhiping laughed: "You go through the door rules, which one stipulates that you are not allowed to ask others for a sword during a duel? If it is written in the door rules, I will admit defeat immediately!"

Zhang Yingwu was stunned, there was indeed no such thing on the door rules, but he was not poor, and argued: "This is common sense, and you still need to write it?"

Feng Zhiping was too lazy to talk nonsense, grabbed the double-pointed gun and rubbed it gently, and said lightly: "It's your business that you are willing to force words, whether I have violated the rules and have my own supervision and judgment, he didn't say anything, you have a fart dissatisfied." ”

"He?" Zhang Yingwu glanced at Lin She, "He's in a gang with you!"

Syllable!

After a slap to withdraw the rest of the words, Liu Naiwen said angrily: "Shut up, don't be embarrassed here, give me a retreat!"

Zhang Yingwu covered his cheeks, looked at Liu Naiwen aggrievedly, his lips trembled for a long time, and he said angrily: "Okay! It's your business that you are willing to admit defeat, I just don't accept it! You are afraid of the next competition, I am not afraid, if you want to surrender, you can vote, don't pull me!"

"You!"

Liu Naiwen was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to slap him again, but was stopped by Feng Zhiping.

"Surrender?" Feng Zhiping heard that something was wrong, and then looked at the person holding other things behind him, and wrinkled his eyebrows, "What, you don't want to fight in the next few games?"

Liu Naiwen hesitated for a moment, and nodded awkwardly: "Brother Quan and I have lost, and it is a waste of time for them to play, this time I came here to discuss with you, and we will admit defeat in the remaining games, and give the color head, I just hope that you can raise your noble hand, and say that you are tired and fight again another day, and save some face for us Qiaoxi." ”

Feng Zhiping was stunned, no wonder Zhang Yingwu was in a hurry, when they met for the first time, he found that Zhang Yingwu was a little stunned and hot-blooded young man, and now he was not only forced to surrender without a fight, but also used this begging way to save face, how could he bear it if he regarded honor as his life?

Zhang Quan for the sake of the overall situation, this decision cannot be said to be wrong, he is pragmatic and truth-seeking, and he cannot be wrong, as far as the duel itself is concerned, Feng Zhiping thinks that he is indeed more reasonable than Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan was still thinking about Qiaoxi like that, and his heart was lamentable, but his calculation did destroy the purity of the duel, which was very inconsistent with the glory of the warrior and Feng Zhiping's belief.

"What about you?" Feng Zhiping looked at the remaining seven people, "Is there any one of you who wants to fight with me like him?"

The seven of them looked sideways and didn't dare to say anything.

The two most powerful people in the Qiaoxi Servant were defeated, how dare they take the lead, and they are purely looking for abuse.

"You cowards!"

Zhang Yingwu pointed at the noses of the seven people and roared, and the red eyes could clearly see the tears of forbearance, which was unbearable.

Liu Naiwen sighed, he actually didn't agree with Zhang Quan's decision, but for the sake of Qiaoxi's face, he had to promise Zhang Quan to come forward to persuade him personally.

And Zhang Yingwu, who refused to agree, his face was angry, and there was actually a little shame in his eyes, seeing that Zhang Yingwu refused to give up, he could only force himself to be a villain and waved behind him.

"Someone, take him away!"

The seven people were neat this time, and immediately separated two of them, stretched out their hands to charge, and Feng Zhiping came over with a horizontal gun to block the people.

"Brother Feng?" Liu Naiwen frowned.

Feng Zhiping ignored him, looked Zhang Quan up and down with a pair of eyes, and showed appreciation for a long time.

"You're a man of backbone, better than a few of them. Rush to your backbone, I'll give you a chance, you and I will fight, take everything you win, including my sword, and all the things you lose will be mine, including your people. ”

Everyone present was stunned, Lin Shi shuddered, and glanced at You Shuang'er on the sidelines: "Xiao Jiu, Shuang'er girl is still there, you are so straightforward, I'm afraid it's not very good?"

Feng Zhiping almost vomited blood and glanced at Lin She.

The time and place are favorable, and he finally seized the opportunity to say such domineering words, but he was ruined by Lin She, and people looked at him wrongly.

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!" Zhang Yingwu shouted.

Look, misunderstanding, right?

Feng Zhiping was extremely speechless and kicked over.

"Fuck off, who the hell wants to 'humiliate' you! I mean if you lose, leave Qiaoxi and come to my Qiaodong, from then on you will be a member of my Qiaodong, this backbone will follow the donkey's face, sooner or later you have to wear it off!"

Zhang Yingwu was stunned, and said categorically: "Don't let you say that, Zhang Tou, he's not that kind of person!"

"Then what are you jumping out for? He said that he was going to admit defeat, and he was good in private, didn't you slap him in the face?"

"I, I'm just, just..."

Zhang Yingwu was speechless, and Zhiwu forcibly changed the topic for a long time.

"In short, I want to fight you, but I won't leave Qiaoxi, let alone betray Brother Quan! If I lose, I'll let you deal with it, I can sign a life and death certificate, you can kill me, but don't want me to be a traitor!"

Feng Zhiping was speechless: "Please, it's all under the Dian Cangmen, what traitors are not traitors." You Qiaoxi and our Qiaodong are not at odds, but they are all one family, and they are all under the management of Fang, and he wants to transfer you to Qiaodong, but you don't agree?

Zhang Yingwu stiffened his neck: "Anyway, I just won't go, it's useless to manage things!"

Liu Naiwen couldn't listen to it anymore.

Feng Zhiping digging people in front of him is tantamount to slapping his face, and Zhang Yingwu claiming in front of him that he is even more embarrassed if he disobeys the dispatch of the manager, but after all, he is bent on maintaining Qiaoxi's face in his own way, and he can't let people be poached by reason and reason.

Patting Zhang Yingwu on the shoulder, Liu Naiwen sighed, turned around and said to Feng Zhiping: "Brother Feng, the order of the sect naturally cannot be disobeyed, and I also know that you have the ability to let Steward Fang give this order, but Yingwu is a very important person in my Qiaoxi apprenticeship, and he is our little brother, I want you to respect his ideas, compare your heart with your heart, and don't force it." ”

Looking at Zhang Yingwu, and then at the seven people who were cowering behind and didn't dare to look at themselves, Feng Zhiping snorted: "If you Qiaoxi were all people like him, the relationship between us might not be so bad." Seriously, you, you, and Zhang Quan, you think too much, so much that you don't look like a martial artist, but more like a market merchant. ”

Liu Naiwen's face changed slightly, and he wanted to defend, but Feng Zhiping didn't give him a chance, and turned his eyes to look at Zhang Yingwu.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and it is a good thing that you value affection and righteousness, and I respect you. Come, I'll fight with you, you can take all the things you win, and if you lose, you can stay at will. ”