Chen Feng didn't even give him a look when he said that. No matter what they thought, it would be enough for the loser to be Tanabe Nosuke.

After being ignored by Chen Feng so much, Yoshino Yingshi felt the scorching pain on her face and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn Dragon!"

He stared at Chen Feng and swore in his heart that he would give him a good look in a while.

The referee's voice interrupted Yoshino's thoughts. Looking at Chen Feng standing still, he rushed straight over.

The moment he approached Chen Feng, he felt deeply trapped in the mud, and a huge pressure pressed against him like a mountain, making it extremely difficult to move a step.

"What did you do?" He stared at Chen Feng tightly, his body knelt down uncontrollably, and his bones all over his body were crackling.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, mobilizing the spiritual energy in his body to get rid of the gravity of his body, but it was useless.

"You..." Yoshino Eiki just said a word, and the pressure suddenly increased. He lay directly on the ground, and blood flowed out from the gap between his cheeks and the ground.

Chen Feng walked over, raised his leg and kicked him again, and Yoshino Yingshi also fell to the ground.

Yoshino Yingshi felt that the moment when Chen Feng was kicked away, her whole body felt relaxed, and then her eyes turned pale and fainted.

Looking at Yoshino's British style who lost in less than a minute, compared to the joy of the people of Long Country, the people of Sakura Country only felt embarrassed.

"Next." Chen Feng looked at the remaining people.

They didn't talk nonsense either, and Chiya Fujiwara jumped and easily got on the ring.

"I won't lose." He looked at Chen Feng confidently and raised his head slightly.

Chen Feng didn't say anything and didn't take them seriously at all.

Young Master Fujiwara was angry, but he didn't show it. Through the competition in the first two games, he could see that Chen Feng was not a simple person.

He stared at Chen Feng, looked up and down at him, looking for his flaws.

"Start." The referee's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Fujiwara Chiya just took a step forward, and Chen Feng's fist wind had arrived.

He just felt his mind blank, and he didn't know what was going on, and he was dizzy.

He was supported by Takuma and others in the mountains, and Chiyo Fujiwara smiled foolishly. The handsome guy who was about 1.8 meters tall was no different from a second fool now.

"What did you do to him!" Yamashita Takuma asked angrily.

"I didn't do anything." As Chen Feng spoke, everyone could see clearly where he was standing in Fujiwara Chiyo just stood. As for the original position, it was just a afterimage, and slowly dissipated as he spoke.

"Hmph." Takuma of Yamashita snorted coldly and asked someone to send Chiyo Fujiwara for inspection.

"I won't let you go."

"It's up to you." Chen Feng said indifferently.

Junki Ito walked up to the ring step by step, exuding a terrifying aura all over his body. Even though he was a distance away, Liu Yang and the others felt a little suffocated.

In the original plan, he was not arranged to take office.

Chen Feng is powerful, and they have been killed two or three people in seconds and cannot continue.

That's why he was allowed to play and save some face. Besides, he was afraid that Takuma Yamashita would appear first and be killed by Chen Feng in seconds.

"start."
Chapter completed!