This is what everyone agrees on.

"Long Feisheng, personal score 5.5 points!"

The referee's voice fell.

Sun Danian and the others hugged each other and jumped up excitedly, "I won, I won, hahaha... Long Fei won."

Just like Long Fei won a thousand points.

Long Fei did not step off the ring and said: "I will continue to challenge!"

"I come!"

"A mere handyman disciple dares to be so arrogant, let you know how powerful the martial arts arena is."

"Whoosh!"

One person flew up, his hands were like claws, landed on the ring and announced his name, then grabbed Long Fei's throat with one claw.

Long Fei retracted his dragon-slaying knife and turned his hands into claws, "Dragon Claws!"

"Boom, boom!"

After three rounds.

"Long Feisheng, with a personal score of 16.5 points."

Long Fei glanced at him and said, "Next!"

"I come!"

One of the disciples flew up.

"Long Feisheng, personal score 30.5 points."

"Next!"

He kept saying 'next', and disciples kept rushing to the ring, winning eight games in a row, and it only took less than half an hour.

This speed is amazing.

Those who started laughing at Long Fei could no longer laugh.

Thinking of starting to laugh at themselves, their faces felt hot, as if they had been slapped in the face.

Ridiculing Long Fei?

They don't even have the qualifications.

Long Fei knocked down a disciple and said: "Next one!"

Wang Qingshan stepped forward and said: "I'm coming!"

Long Fei smiled excitedly and thought to himself: "I've long wanted to try the Lightning Sword Drawing Style!"

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Chapter completed!