The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

"Chu Heng vs. Ouyang Feng? Did the Great Song Dynasty intentionally "two one zero"?"

A man with a horse face did not expect to see such a fierce battle when he came to Mount Hua.

For these Jiang Hu people, Ouyang Feng seems to be a taboo.

After all, a master who uses poison, anyone who mentions him can't help but feel a little creepy.

As for Chu Heng, after yesterday's battle, basically everyone has understood how terrifying his strength is.

Although many people feel dissatisfied with Chu Heng's ability to obtain these strengths, no one dares to deny Chu Heng's strength. kuuhuu

Such two people, once again bumping into each other, seems to be really a good thing to watch.

"You, you are late! You don't know, just the day before yesterday, this Ouyang Feng was suppressed and beaten by Chu Heng!"

"Really?"

"Hmph, you'll understand later, why did I lie to you?"

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Listening to the audience's discussion, Ouyang Feng looked at Chu Heng's eyes as if they could spew out fire.

It's a pity that Chu Heng has always been so indifferent, it seems that he can't feel Ouyang Feng's anger at all.

"I surrender!"

Just as everyone was waiting with their heads held high to watch a world-shattering battle, Ouyang Feng squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, catching everyone by surprise.

Only Chu Heng, he shook his folding fan lightly, as if he had no intention of doing anything at all, as if he had expected Ouyang Feng to surrender a long time ago.

For a Grandmaster, it seems that surrender would not be a good thing.

But with the surrender of the master yesterday, in fact, everyone's heart is not unacceptable to the surrender of these opponents.

After all, if these masters know that they will lose and continue to fight, it may not be of much benefit to them at all, and even in the case of a huge gap in strength, it will bring them a little shadow. The martial arts of the future. +]

But this was just everyone's thoughts, and they never thought that Ouyang Feng would admit defeat.

After all, Chu Heng killed Ouyang Feng's nephew Ouyang Ke!

Ouyang Feng ignored the others' comments about him. He took a deep look at Chu Heng, ignored the surprised expression of the Song official, and left Huashan directly after admitting defeat.

Through the battle the day before yesterday, Ouyang Feng had already deeply realized the gap in strength between himself and Chu Heng.

Under such circumstances, with Ouyang Feng's shamelessness, it is impossible for him to continue to choose to fight Chu Heng, unless he wants to die.

Even in the original novel, Ouyang Feng was able to attack Huang Rong and the others regardless of his guru demeanor.

It is inevitable for such a person to choose to admit defeat shamelessly when facing a master like Chu Heng.

Chu Heng silently watched Ouyang Feng leave, but made a cross for Ouyang Feng in his heart.

Such a person, to put it nicely, might be considered a capable hero.

But Chu Heng knew that such a person did not have the courage to face his own martial arts at all!

He, after all, has no chance with the grand master.

It was the official of the Song Dynasty who kept muttering in his heart: Yesterday was the first battle, and then the first person surrendered, and today is the same?

"In the second round, Mr. Chu, you can choose to rest and wait for the winner to fight again, or you can choose to fight alone!"

The Song official walked slowly to Chu Heng's side and said.

Chu Heng didn't answer, he just slowly opened the folding fan in his hand.

Seeing Chu Heng's familiar movements, the official seemed to realize that he had asked a stupid question, and he retreated to his position with a sneer again... …

"In the second match of Huashan's Discussion of Swords East Peak, Chu Heng will face off against Murong Bo!"

The Song official didn't know if it was intentional. In short, why did Chu Heng feel that his opponents today were so slightly involved with him?

Even the onlookers, when they heard that it was Murong Bo, they couldn't help but discuss a lot.

"Yesterday, how was Murong Bo's fight?"

A master of the Xiantian realm weakly poked a master of the Grandmaster realm in front of him and asked.

"Victory all the way, ten consecutive victories."

The person in front didn't turn his head, and returned a sentence in a low voice.

Even this one sentence can actually prove Murong Bo's strength very well.

In Huashan, there were only Chu Heng, Murong Bo and a few people who had the courage to choose a winning streak all the way yesterday, and actually achieved ten consecutive victories.

Even masters like Qiao Feng, Huang Yaoshi, and Hong Qigong didn't have the courage to choose a ten-game winning streak to advance.

Some people may have chosen that, but it is obvious that he is definitely not qualified to continue to stand in the ring now.

"This Murong Bo, who has disappeared for decades, did not expect his strength to become so terrifying!"

Hearing that Murong Bo was actually a master who had chosen ten consecutive victories, the master of the Xiantian realm suddenly took a deep breath.

"Hmph, what's the point? Our experts from the Ming Dynasty didn't come to participate! If we let experts like Ximen Chuuxue or Yan Shisan from the Ming Dynasty participate, there must be nothing wrong with them!"

A look of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of a master from the Ming Dynasty.