952: C952 Weakest One

C952 Weakest One

On the stage, when Qu He heard Lin Fei's unbridled words, he was stunned for a moment before bursting out in laughter.

He had the same thoughts as some people, he also suspected that Lin Fei was here to stir up trouble.

Along with Crooked River's laughter, the others also followed and laughed.

For a moment, the entire Huwei Martial Arts School was filled with the sound of laughing.

The laughter was directed at Lin Fei.

Everyone present looked at Lin Fei, their eyes filled with disdain and ridicule.

"Lin Fei, let's quickly leave this place." Han Xiuxiu was getting more and more anxious.

Lin Fei looked at Han Xiuxiu and smiled faintly, but he did not say anything.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Lin Fei walked towards the arena.

This scene caused everyone to be stupefied.

What was Lin Fei trying to do?

Could it be that he wanted to step onto the arena?

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

If he stepped onto the arena, it would be equivalent to courting death.

Qu He stared at Lin Fei with interest, the corners of his mouth curled up in contempt.

"Kid, if you dare to spar with me, I'll give you a reward of 500,000 yuan." In order to get Lin Fei onto the stage, Crooked River had offered a reward of 500,000 gold coins.

In his heart, Qu He had always been praying for Lin Fei to ascend the stage.

Soon.

Lin Fei walked to the bottom of the arena and stopped.

At this moment, almost everyone was looking forward to Lin Fei stepping onto the stage and being taught a lesson by Qu He.

Earlier, Lin Fei was too arrogant. He actually said that Crooked River didn't have the qualifications to be his opponent.

After boasting so much, he did not blush at all.

From this, it could be seen how thick Lin Fei's face was!

"Trash, come up if you dare!" Qu He crooked his finger at Lin Fei, provocation evident in his tone.

In Crooked River's eyes, Lin Fei was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

If he wanted to kill Lin Fei, it would just be a matter of minutes.

"Tsk tsk, calling you trash is insulting trash." Qu He saw that Lin Fei did not move, he could not help but shake his head and sigh.

As the sound of Qu He's voice faded.

The others followed suit, cursing and cursing.

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Facing these angry curses, Lin Fei slowly walked up the stage.

"Let the duel begin!" Lin Fei stared at Qu He as he spoke indifferently.

Hearing Lin Fei's words, everyone was stupefied.

Lin Fei actually walked up the stage and challenged Crooked River.

How suicidal!

"Wait a moment." Qu He stretched out his hand and placed it on Lin Fei's chest. He stared at Lin Fei with shining eyes and said arrogantly, "Little brat, state your name. I, Qu He, do not fight nameless people."

As Qu He spoke, many people below the stage nodded their heads.

From their point of view, people like Master Qu He indeed shouldn't abuse nameless people.

For Lin Fei to be able to spar with Master Qu He Qu, it was simply the fortune of eight lifetimes.

"I don't like being long-winded. Hurry up and make your move!" Lin Fei was getting impatient, and his voice also turned cold.

Qu He was infuriated to the point of spitting fire from his eyes.

The others despised Lin Fei even more.

"Kid, you're the weakest one among all the people I've fought against in my life, not a single one of them." Crooked River's voice was filled with extreme playfulness.

Then, Qu He rushed towards Lin Fei.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time Qu He dashed forward, the ring would shake.

This caused the spectators to be even more optimistic that Crooked River would be able to easily defeat Lin Fei.

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