On both sides of the ring were Mo Ziyi, Mo Hao and others from Nanshan Academy.

On the other side, Qiu Beifeng led everyone in Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall.

Mo Hao went directly to the ring, looked around for a week, and then spoke loudly: "Mo Hao, my Nanshan Academy, heard that Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall is strong, I came here to ask for advice today, and I hope the rumors are true."

As soon as these words came out, many disciples from Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall looked ugly.

"This Mo Hao is too arrogant.

This clearly looks down on me in Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall.”

"The Lord Qiu and Director Qiu are here. He is so proud in front of his elders. He must teach him some lessons."

"That's right, otherwise how could I have sex in Shuanglin City in Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall in the future!"

………The disciples of Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall who were watching were excited, but the disciples in person looked a little ugly at this moment.

Qiu Jinhu glanced at several of his personal disciples and asked, "Who are you willing to go?"

Facing the director's question, several personal disciples either bowed their heads and said nothing, or turned their heads and refused to look at Qiu Jinhu.

Obviously, they have no confidence in fighting against Mo Hao, and they do not want to be embarrassed to be injured when they go on stage.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Jinhu's eyes showed a look of disappointment, then looked at Tang Heng and said, "Xiao Tang, why don't you--" But he hadn't finished speaking.

Teaching Bai, who was standing beside him, stood up and said, "Director, Tang Heng may not be on stage today."

"What's wrong?"

Qiu Jinhu asked.

Teaching Bai explained: "A few days ago, Tang Heng wanted to hit the ninth level of the Spark Fire Realm, but he used too much force and suffered some internal injuries. He has not recovered yet."

"Now let him take the stage to compete, let alone the outcome, Xiao Tang's injury will definitely worsen.

So, Xiao Tang can't get on."

After hearing the explanation, Qiu Jinhu frowned and couldn't help but look at Tang Heng a few times, as if he wanted to confirm whether he was injured.

The other people's eyes also looked at Tang Heng.

Tang Henggong bowed and said with apologies: "Director, teachers, junior brothers and sisters, I'm really sorry, it's not good for me. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen."

"But if the senior brother can't get on, who else is Mo Hao's opponent?"

For a moment, everyone became anxious and helpless.

Qiu Jinhu frowned and felt a little tricky.

Mo Hao on the ring seized this opportunity and deliberately said, "I heard that there are many disciples in the Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall and their strength is very good.

I really want to experience it."

This is obviously a urging the other party to send someone to the stage as soon as possible.

As a result, the discussion below became even louder.

"What's going on?

No one has come on stage yet.”

"Yes, why didn't senior brother Tang Heng come? He is the first among our disciples in Qiuhu Martial Arts Club!"

"It seems that something is wrong and I can't get it!"

"No, I was beaten to the door, but no one dared to come on stage.

This is a shameful thing.”

"These personal disciples usually enjoy the treatment of a higher level. Now that the martial arts school has encountered problems, they all become turtles one by one. It's ridiculous."

"Tang Heng can't get on, are everyone else dead?"

……… Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Chen Fei sighed lightly, stepped out his right leg, ready to stand up.

After all, Mo Hao’s challenge was for him.

Since that's the case, it's a good choice to go on stage to solve the problem.

But just as Chen Fei was about to step out, the second senior brother Jiang Feihu took a step forward, stood up with a loud voice: "I'll do it!"

"Flying Tiger!"

Director Qiu and the teachers watched at the same time.

Chen Fei was also stunned and then whispered to Jiang Feihu: "Second Brother, Mo Hao is coming for me, I--" Before Chen Fei finished speaking, Jiang Feihu smiled and waved his hand and said, "Junior Brother Chen, needless to say.

I have long wanted to compete with Mo Hao, but I haven't found any opportunity. Today is a great opportunity, and I can't miss it."

"But--" Chen Fei was a little worried.

Jiang Feihu said, "Why, don't you believe me in your senior brother?"

Before Chen Fei could speak, Jiang Feihu had already walked to the edge of the ring and turned his head to look at Qiu Jinhu, "Course Director!"

Qiu Jinhu hesitated for a few seconds and nodded, "Flying Tiger, come on!"

"But be careful and protect yourself, do you understand!"

As the director, Qiu Jinhu certainly knew that Jiang Feihu's strength was also good, and it can be said that he was second only to Tang Heng, and the gap in strength was extremely small.

But there is still a gap after all.

Tang Heng had no big chance of winning against Mo Hao.

It may be even more difficult for Jiang Feihu to take action.

However, now that things have come to this point, there is no other suitable candidate except Jiang Feihu.

So, Qiu Jinhu had no choice but to agree.

Jiang Feihu received a response, smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, director."

After saying that, he jumped onto the ring and bowed to Mo Hao and said, "Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall, Jiang Feihu, please give me advice."

Seeing this, Mo Hao raised his lips slightly and said lightly: "It's you! I thought it was Senior Brother Tang Hengtang, but I didn't expect--oh-forget it, it's okay!"

The regretful tone and the slightly raised corners of his mouth clearly looked like he looked down on Jiang Feihu.

Jiang Feihu had a hot temper, and was so despised by Mo Hao, he immediately became angry, roared and rushed forward, "Then let me see the strength of the number one person in Nanshan Academy!"

The roar was accompanied by the violent and violent energy, and a strong gust of wind blew up like a beast.

Jiang Feihu himself is a monster, and his fighting style has always been very popular, with a big opening and closing, and his moves are powerful.

But at this moment, Mo Hao was holding a folding fan, his face was calm and his steps were light. While dodging Jiang Feihu's attack, he danced the folding fan to block Jiang Feihu's company.

In the meantime, the two of them had passed hundreds of tricks.

The disciples watching were dazzled and excited.

"It's too strong, the second senior brother is too fierce, and I'm so excited."

"Then Mo Hao has been forced by the second senior brother to dodge and defend, we have the upper hand!"

"It seems that the number one person in Nanshan Academy is just like that! Our Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall does not require senior brother Tang Heng to take action, that's enough."

"Haha, from this time, our Qiuhu Martial Arts Hall will become the number one martial arts hall in Shuanglin City."

……… Compared with the excitement and optimism of ordinary registered disciples, the personal disciples and the teaching directors have not looked so good, and they are even more serious.

Because, they could see that although the fights on the ring looked lively.

Jiang Feihu seemed to force Mo Hao backwards step by step.

But in fact, Jiang Feihu was able to attack Mo Hao almost in a few times, and did not cause any damage to him.
Chapter completed!