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Chapter Twelve Endless

Damn it, I don’t understand, forget it, let’s just watch the competition, what do you like, I didn’t do anything, what are you afraid of? Liu Fei, who couldn’t figure it out, made up his mind, stopped thinking about it, and focused all his attention on it.

Concentrate on the competition stage.

But just when Liu Fei focused his attention on the competition stage again, he had probably finished speaking. The host who was still standing on the stage had disappeared and was replaced by two people with their eyes facing each other.

The disdain for the other party can be seen in his eyes.

Has this competition begun yet?

But who is against whom?

It seems that Liu Fei didn't know what kind of people the two sides in the competition were because of his stunned moment just now.

"Brother Fei, did you hear what the host said just now? It seems that there are really some capable people coming to this competition? I have heard the names of several people from TV. The most famous among them is,

It is Ye Long who will appear in the next game. He is a famous master of Chinese fist."

Just when Liu Fei was depressed there, not knowing who was competing against whom on the stage, Liu Fei squeezed in beside him at some point and said excitedly, "You know, Ye Long is someone who has defeated many foreign masters in the competition?"

He is my idol."

"Ye Long?"

Liu Fei was also startled. He had also heard of Ye Long. He was a master of boxing in China. He seemed to have learned from Shaolin. He rarely suffered defeats and almost never lost in competitions with foreign masters. He did not expect that he would also come.

We are here to participate in a martial arts competition. It seems that this martial arts competition is really real. Fortunately, Zhang Ming's nagging allowed him to come to the scene. If he really missed it, he would regret it. This gave Liu Fei a glimmer of hope.

"Who are these two people?"

Liu Fei asked, pointing to the two people fighting happily on the stage.

"Isn't that right? Didn't you listen when the host introduced it just now? The one in the Taoist uniform is Hongchen from Wudang, and the one with the hat is Weidi from Emei. They are both very famous people."

"The world of mortals is over? Are they coming to compete too?"

Liu Fei had also heard of them, but they were not as famous as Ye Long.

Zhang Ming glanced at Liu Fei speechlessly and said, "I don't know which beauty you have fallen in love with. Otherwise, with your obsession with martial arts, would this information have been missed by you?"

Zhang Ming's casual words made Liu Fei a little embarrassed, and he looked at the girl again. Fortunately, the girl was also attracted by the competition on the stage.

Hongchen Wentuan's skills were evenly matched, with each other attacking and defending. After competing for more than half an hour, the older Hongchen was a little shaky, probably due to his age, and seemed to be a little weak in physical strength; because Wentuan was young, he couldn't see anything.

Tiredness is coming.

It seems that the result should be determined soon, Liu Fei thought silently there, but the difference between victory and defeat does not come from his own hands, but from physical strength.

Sure enough, after a few moves, Hongchen staggered and was defeated.

Facing the eye-opening crowd, he naturally would not be stingy with applause. Even Liu Fei, who was not optimistic about this competition, applauded vigorously, but then his palms weakened because he felt the gaze from before

Came again.

Beauty, are you so endless? You haven't lost a piece of flesh on your body, and I haven't stolen a hair from you. Why are you chasing after me so hard?

In view of the anger caused by his previous apology, Liu Fei could only continue to pretend not to notice, and once again fixed his gaze on the stage, so as not to lose the wonderful scene again later.

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