715: C715 Feddo

C715 Feddo

"Alright …"

At this moment, when the audience saw Chen Feng's lineup, the audience's cheers resounded throughout the world, drowning out all other sounds.

Chen Feng smiled and cupped his fists to respond to the surrounding audience. His action once again drew the cheers of the audience.

After Chen Feng came out, Ferdinand, who was from the Ba Nation, also walked out from the other contestant passageway.

His appearance did not attract the attention of the audience. This was very normal. In this world level martial arts competition, only the sixteen experts were the center of attention. As for the other participants, they were merely a backdrop.

Chen Feng and Feddo walked up the arena as the audience's voices gradually faded away. When the audience quieted down, their eyes were wide open, afraid that they would miss an important event.

After the two of them stood, the middle-aged referee stepped onto the stage.

"You must be Sir Chen Feng. I'm very happy to meet you!"

Feddo from Ba Nation looked at Chen Feng and greeted him with a smile.

"How do you do, Mr. Feddo?"

Chen Feng had a good impression of this Fei Di and replied.

As such, the two peoples were very friendly. Even though this was a world-class martial arts competition, Ferdinand was very happy to meet Chen Feng, he had no enmity towards Chen Feng.

"Sir Chen Feng, I have some understanding of your strength. I know I'm not your match, but I will do my best!"

Ferdinand's tone was very humble.

Contrary to Chen Feng, he shook his head and said, "Mr. Ferdinand is too humble. It's just a martial arts competition and a spar. Both of us reaped benefits from it!"

"Un, thank you!"

How could Ferdinand not understand Chen Feng's meaning, so he hurriedly thanked him.

The judge walked to the center of the stage and repeated: "Do the two of you know the rules of the competition? Do I need to repeat myself? "

"No need!"

Chen Feng and Feddo said almost at the same time.

"Alright, since that's the case, I won't ask anymore!"

The black gowned referee nodded his head, he took a few steps back and waved his hand, then said loudly, "Now for the competition … "Begin!"

"Apologies!"

Ferdinand cupped his fist and didn't say anything else. He rushed towards Chen Feng at an extremely fast speed.

However, Ferdinand's speed couldn't be considered very fast. Compared to the previous martial artists, his speed was very slow, and even the ordinary audience could see that.

Ferdinand didn't do this on purpose. His strength was already very weak, he hadn't even broken through the Strength Conversion stage, and the only reason he had been able to participate this time was when the Great Games were about to start.

Not long after, Ferdinand arrived beside Chen Feng. Without any hesitation, he turned his palm into a knife and chopped down at Chen Feng's neck.

Chen Feng slightly leaned to the side and dodged the knife.

Seeing that it was not even noon yet, Ferdinand did not stop and chased after Chen Feng. He continuously waved four to five hand blades, but they were all easily dodged by Chen Feng.

"What's going on? Chen Feng was suppressed?"

"Isn't this a joke..."0

The audience cried out in alarm. This scene was completely different from what they had imagined.

One had to know that Chen Feng was also one of the sixteen powerhouses and ranked fourth on the champion's ranking.

The first few had outstanding performances. As soon as Arthur appeared, he forced the opponent to surrender, and then Liu Tie used a bloody method to directly chop the opponent in one move. Even Denny, although not as outstanding as the first two, was still able to suppress Ji Yun.

However, they could not accept the scene in front of their eyes. Even if Chen Feng wasn't as outstanding as the first few, he shouldn't have been forced to retreat by an alternative meat selection.

Not only these ordinary people, even the warriors and experts were puzzled when they saw Chen Feng's performance. They didn't know what was going on with Chen Feng to make him look so terrible.

Although most of the people present had never seen Chen Feng before, they knew what happened to Chen Feng. In their hearts, Chen Feng was able to do those things. Obviously, his strength wasn't low.

Perhaps he had some sort of plan for this. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't figure it out, he might have done so.

"Thank you very much, Sir Chen Feng. Thank you for your leniency, allowing me to fully perform my Baki Knife Technique in the Challenge Tournament!"

At this moment, Ferdinand suddenly stopped his attack. He cupped his hands and bowed towards Chen Feng with a respectful expression.

The Baji sabre art that he had just displayed was a sabre art created by a martial arts grandmaster in Ba Guo. The sabre art that he had just displayed was a sabre art created by a martial arts grandmaster in Ba Guo.

Furthermore, he knew that Chen Feng had been defending the entire time and did not make any moves. If Chen Feng made a move, he would not be able to resist at all.

All of this was because Chen Feng didn't want him to lose the match miserably. It could be said that Chen Feng gave him enough face and at this moment, Chen Feng was extremely grateful.

"You're too polite, your strength has clearly increased. Congratulations!" Chen Feng smiled in response.

"Thank you for your tolerance in this competition. I will make you my target and work hard to practice martial arts." Fid cupped his fists in thanks again, then said to the referee, "I give up!"

The referee was not an ordinary person either. From the start of the match, he knew that Fid had lost. Now that he heard the opponent admit defeat, his voice was no longer hesitant and spread around the arena like a bell, "The match is over, Chen Feng wins!"

"Huh?"

"What's going on?"

The moment the referee's words were spoken, the audience was completely stunned. They didn't have time to react for a moment.

On the other hand, those strong warriors and the leader seemed to have already known about it. After all, they were not ordinary people.

"What exactly is going on? What are you playing at? "

"That's right, that Huaxia Country, Chen Feng didn't even make a move, how did the competition end? What's going on with the referee?"

The audience was originally very optimistic about this match, but the match was already over. They didn't see the wonderful scene, so they couldn't help but complain.

The fourth place Huaxia Country, Chen Feng's battle, was also the last match of the day. It could be said that their anticipation was much greater than the previous matches.

But in the end, they had no idea what was going on. Ferdinand's men, the end of the match, had wasted their feelings in vain.

"Everyone, quiet down, calm down. Let me explain to everyone!"

The referee felt a headache from the audience's complaints and questions, but he was the referee after all, so he had to explain.

"It's like this. Originally, the only difference between Ferdinand and Chen Feng was the difference of this realm. Chen Feng didn't make a move during the match because he wanted Ferdinand to show off his martial arts skills!"

"In the end, when Fedor used all his skills, he still couldn't do any damage to Chen Feng. That's why Fedor chose to admit defeat!"

While everyone was complaining, the referee circulated his Dantian and his voice rang out like a bell, drowning out the voices of the audience as he explained.

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