"If you have scars, you will win."

Chen Fan said casually.

"Oh, why is this? That square-faced man has a strong muscles, a powerful and domineering move, and a rainbow of momentum. No matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be the scar who wins?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but wonder how Chen Fan analyzed it.

“It’s very simple.”

Chen Fan smiled and said, "From the beginning of the move, the square-faced man made a powerful move without leaving any room for anything. The scar man first focuses on defense and retains his physical strength. He keeps dodging, seems to be at a disadvantage, but in fact he is ready to take a blow at any time, and he will hit one blow. The enemy will naturally lose."

"Um?"

The middle-aged man was stunned. Chen Fan said the same thing as he said, "Okay, I'll see how that scar defeated him. You can't be fooled every time, right?"

Bang bang bang bang.

After the people on the stage fought for a while, the square-faced man looked furious, "Every time I hide, I don't think you look like a martial arts person. Are you fighting?"

"The winner is the king, and how to fight is my business."

The scar man suddenly sneered and continued to fight.

The square-faced man was already furious and was avoided every time. He was already a little restless. After fighting more than a dozen times, the scar man suddenly took action in defense and kicked hard. He kicked him hard, and even a brick could be blown up.

The man's face changed drastically. He was about to hide, but he thought it was a feint. The scar man slapped him with a palm. The man dislocated his right arm and fell to the ground and was defeated.

The audience was cheering, and the middle-aged man next to him widened his eyes, "Good boy, you're right again."

In the next competition, the man was not convinced, so Chen Fan took a casual look and designated the winner. The middle-aged man looked carefully this time. He didn't believe Chen Fan could guess every time.

But soon, the man designated by Chen Fan actually defeated the opponent in a few more moves.

The man flew out. The person designated by Chen Fan to win, so good.

The middle-aged man was not saying anything this time, as if Chen Fan said that if he could win, he would win. The middle-aged man was completely convinced, "Little brother, I am convinced. I think this little brother can't learn martial arts, but this is very accurate and not simple."

"So accurate."

"Could this be a hidden master?" A group of people next to him exclaimed.

"You're welcome."

In fact, although Chen Fan was young, he was in charge of some old guys, and he might not have a wider understanding than him. He was proficient in secular martial arts and the method of cultivation, and the amount of memory stored in his mind had reached a terrifying level.

These are all his master's precious wealth and his lifelong insights. Many of them are directly exposed to Chen Fan's mind through memory inheritance and let him gradually merge, and see that the 90% chance of winning or losing the competition among secular people will not be wrong.

The competition was in full swing. After dozens of competitions, some small places in Jiangnan should be divided clearly, but those large places in Jiangnan have nothing to do with their small families.

The subsequent stage is the competition between the ten major families.

At this time, a man from a hundred schools of thought in the field came on stage, holding a long sword, jumping, leaping across five or six meters, and landing on the stage. Everyone exclaimed, and they had the illusion of seeing a martial arts master.

Moreover, when this person holds a knife, he naturally has a fierce aura.

In the competition, weapons are allowed, but people cannot be killed.

brush.

Another family expert also came on stage, a man in his forties. He was holding a wooden stick, two meters long. His raised muscles held the stick tightly with his hands, without any doubt that his stick could kill people alive.

Hi!

The two sides fought fiercely, and they were hard to part with each other. Every time the wooden stick danced, it would drive a strong storm. The man holding the knife was full of cold light, and the weapon clashed with weapons would make a sound of gold and iron delivery.

Bang.

After dozens of rounds, the man in battle was hit on the shoulder by a stick and broke his bones on the spot. He screamed and flew out.

"These people are so awesome. But I bet the wrong one."

Lin Xiaoba was excited, but a little depressed. He lost 30,000 yuan just now. This is a soft girl of 30,000 yuan.

Lin Xiaoba sighed. His family was not very rich, and he could not compare to those direct disciples of the Lin family. Each of them had pocket money of more than 100,000 yuan, and there were still 50,000 yuan left, but he didn't dare to bet.

"Brother, I was planning to go on a trip at the end of the year, have you lost all of it? I told you not to bet, you will suffer a loss." Lin Ling frowned.

"No, there are still fifty thousand yuan."

"You can't lose this 50,000 yuan, otherwise our pocket money will be completely gone, and mine will be mine. I have saved up for a year."

"Don't worry, I won't bet."

Lin Xiaoba grabbed his head.

"By the way, if I go to the final competition, can I bet on Du Sheng? I will definitely win." Lin Xiaoba's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought to himself.

The competition in the field was held, Chen Fan closed his eyes and calmly practiced the Long Zhenwu Jue.

As time passed little by little, Baijia, Xu family, Zhang family, Luo family and others had already played. Family masters and invited people came on the field one after another. If they lost, they would send another person to the field until they completely lost.

Everyone wants to get more territory and benefits.

Screams and bones bursting from time to time were heard in the field.

Although no one could die in the battle, such injuries were inevitable. More than a dozen people were knocked away and their bones exploded.

"These are all monsters. Are all martial arts people so powerful?"

Zhang Fang and his boyfriend were present and exclaimed.

"Of course, those who learn martial arts practice every day and practice martial arts, we ordinary people are no match for each other, especially those martial arts families. They especially value a person's strength. If they have strength, they will be valued by the family. If they have strength, they will be abandoned. They cannot reach the center of power among the family's top leaders and have no status."

Zhang Fang's boyfriend said.

"Um."

Zhang Fang admires those who are strong. Those who are on the court just now can break the floor of the competition platform with one punch. It's so amazing.

After a while, the competition reached the final stage. The other families had already decided the winner, and in the end, only the Li family and the Xiao family were left.

They are the highlight of this competition.

The two sides refused to give in and looked at each other, and the people of the Xiao family were even more arrogant and determined to win. The Li family only had Mr. Li, Li Bo, and Li Shiran were more confident.

Because they knew that with Chen Fan present, Du Sheng might not be the opponent.

At this moment, suddenly, the middle-aged man who had been sitting upright in the Xiao family camp opened his eyes, and the Xiao family next to him said something respectfully. He nodded and then looked at the competition platform. It seemed that in his eyes, he was too lazy to even look at the previous competition.

brush.
Chapter completed!