The white-faced scholar on the stage was in a panic, and Chen Bei below happened to shout louder at this moment.
Hearing Chen Bei's words, the white-faced scholar on the stage was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot.
This guy's words are too insulting. What does "an old dog turn around" mean? It's simply an insult to him!
But at this moment, the giant sword of Qingfeng Sword struck again.
The white-faced scholar didn't even have the time to refute, so he could only respond hastily.
For a moment, the scene on the stage became strange.
The white-faced scholar who was famous in Lingdong was chased all over the place by Qingfeng Sword, looking as embarrassed as a rat crossing the street.
"Hahaha, Pan Jinlian, the foreign aid you hired is not good either. Just now you said you wanted to crush your opponent, but you were chased like a rat crossing the street. This is a slap in your face!"
Ruan Yusheng began to mock mercilessly. When Pan Jinlian next to her heard this, her chest heaved up and down with anger, looking like she was about to explode.
"Brother Bai, stop hiding and attack quickly!"
Pan Jinlian shouted to the white-faced scholar in the audience at the top of her lungs.
She felt that the white-faced scholar's performance was too embarrassing for her. If there was a crack in the scene, she would definitely get into it without hesitation.
"Shut up and stop pointing fingers!"
The white-faced scholar no longer had the calmness and calmness he had just now, and cursed angrily at Pan Jinlian.
He was already upset by being chased by the Qingfeng Sword, but when he heard Pan Jinlian's command again, the anger in his heart finally couldn't help but burst out.
However, his voice was very effective. Not only Pan Jinlian in the audience was so shocked by her that she stopped talking.
Even the Qingfengjian on the stage was frightened and hesitated in place.
The white-faced scholar was indeed a famous martial arts genius in Lingdong Province. He did not hesitate to seize the opportunity given to him by Qingfeng Sword.
I saw the white-faced scholar slap Qingfeng Jian on his wrist at the moment he hesitated.
Qingfeng Sword shook his arm, and the giant sword in his hand flew out.
The white-faced scholar was immediately overjoyed, and quickly used a set of combos to knock the swordless Qingfeng Sword off the ring.
But he was exhausted and collapsed, sitting down on the ring and breathing heavily.
"I declare that the winner of this round is the white-faced scholar!"
The referee announced the winner of the white-faced scholar. He raised his butt and swayed off the ring without receiving any applause or cheers.
The audience in the audience looked at the white-faced scholar with eyes full of suspicion and contempt.
Apparently everyone feels that the white-faced scholar is over-rated!
He walked up to Chen Bei and the others sadly, and before he could take a breath, Ruan Yusheng mocked: "Isn't this the guy who just made such arrogant remarks? He just said that Mr. Chen won a fluke. I thought you were really capable of crushing him." My opponent, the result is so embarrassing, I think you should not call me the white-faced scholar, but change your name to the braggart from now on!"
"you……"
The white-faced scholar rolled his eyes in anger, but he couldn't refute it.
Pan Jinlian was gnashing her teeth beside her. Although she didn't want to admit it, she did lose to Ruan Yusheng in this confrontation.
"The next ones are the senior brother of Qingxuan Mountain and the young monk of Jinguang Temple..."
The competition was still going on, but Chen Bei was not interested in these people's children fighting, so he and Ruan Yusheng went to the seats next to them, sat down, closed their eyes and rested.
Chen Bei just sat down and closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them the next second.
He suddenly looked towards the referee's box and saw a pair of beautiful eyes looking at him there.
The person who was sizing up Chen Bei was Hua Luo Lou.
When he saw Chen Bei's gaze directed towards him, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his handsome yet slightly childish face.
"How did this guy catch me looking at him?"
Hua Luolou was extremely confused. He just wanted to confirm what realm Chen Bei was.
As a result, as soon as he discovered that Chen Bei's internal strength was indeed weak, Chen Bei caught him peeking!
Hua Luolou even wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes. Could it be that this guy was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? Is his true realm higher than his own?
"This is impossible!"
Hua Luo Lou quickly dismissed the idea.
Because he deeply knows how incredible his talent is, plus the Hua family has spared no effort to supply medicine for so many years.
He is now at the astonishing level of a master, and will soon enter the middle stage of being a master.
Although Chen Bei is a little older than him, he looks to be less than thirty.
How could someone at this age have a realm that surpassed him, unless Chen Bei was not a human being, but a god from heaven.
Thinking of this, Hua Luolou calmed down. He turned his head and continued to look at the ring, never looking at Chen Bei again.
"This little guy is interesting!"
What Hua Luo Lou didn't know was that although he didn't see through Chen Bei, Chen Bei saw his details clearly.
Chen Bei even saw the hidden illness that had troubled him for many years, but it was nothing to do with him, so Chen Bei didn't meddle in speaking out.
The time soon came to afternoon.
The first round of competition has also ended, and now only ten of the twenty contestants are left.
They continued to draw lots under the guidance of the referee, and Chen Bei was lucky enough to win the white-faced scholar.
After getting the lottery results, the white-faced scholar glanced at Chen Bei subconsciously. It could be seen from his eyes that he was very satisfied with the lottery results.
In fact, the white-faced scholar was afraid that he would not be able to draw Chen Bei, because then he would not be able to beat Chen Bei into a pig's head.
Now it seems that God is still very favoring him. As long as he beats Chen Bei into a pig's head in the ring, then Chen Bei will lose the bet. At that time, Chen Bei will have to imitate a dog and circle the ring three times. The grievances can also be completely released.
"Brother Chen, the two of us are really destined. Since we are assigned to a group, our bet will definitely have a winner, so I am willing to give you a chance to regret it. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me now and admit defeat, I won’t let you have to bark like a dog, what do you think?”
The white-faced scholar and Pan Jinlian came closer to each other with expressions as if they were already victorious.
"No need!"
Before Chen Bei could speak, Ruan Yusheng next to him shouted back.
"It doesn't necessarily mean who is imitating the barking of a dog. Don't deny it when the time comes. I have a recording of the bet you just made on my phone!"
Ruan Yusheng shook the phone in his hand at Pan Jinlian and the white-faced scholar.
The white-faced scholar smiled and said: "Very good, since you don't cherish this opportunity, then we will see you in the ring!"
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Chen Bei shook his head. This guy's habit of talking nonsense is really annoying.
"Everyone, I announce that the second round of competition has officially begun. The first group of contestants are White Face Scholar and Chen Bei. Please invite them to the stage!"
As the referee's voice came to mind, the competition finally began.
