In his opinion, he is 80% sure that he is already quite confident.

However, beyond his expectations, Pei Feng frowned after hearing his confident words and said, "Only 80% chance of winning? It's too low."

"Ah?" Sun Changdong almost sprayed out the tea in his mouth and said in disbelief: "Young Master Pei, is the winning rate still low at 80%?"

"Of course, what I want is a 100% chance of winning!" Pei Feng shook his head and said, "What's more, Sun Tzu's art of war is that knows yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles; if you don't know your enemy, you will win and lose. I'm really puzzled. If you don't understand Chen Feiyu's strength, how did you estimate your 80% chance of winning? Could it be that the gods told you in your dream?"

"Yes, I do not understand Chen Feiyu's strength, but I have been studying calligraphy and painting for less than 10 years. Not to mention in Yuyun Province, even in the whole of China, I am confident that with my painting level, I can still rank first. Chen Feiyu is young, I don't believe that he can beat me." Sun Changdong was not convinced, that is, Pei Feng had a strong background. If someone had sat opposite him and scolded him now, he would have called the security guard to bombard him.

Pei Feng glanced at him with a squinted eyes and said, "I remember that you were so confident before the stone betting competition began."

This sentence hit the nail on the head and directly hit Sun Changdong's weakness.

Sun Changdong opened his mouth and couldn't speak. In the first game, he lost nothing to say.

Pei Feng picked up the teacup and sipped it gently, with a look of admiration in his eyes. Fortunately, this cup of green snails has a long fragrance, which is much more comfortable to talk to Sun Changdong.

After a while, Sun Changdong said: "I admit that I did underestimate Chen Feiyu in the first competition, but didn't I win the second competition?"

"Do you know why Chen Feiyu suddenly left in Yulong Mountain last night?" Pei Feng's tone was plain and continued to savor the fragrant tea.

"I don't know, I must be afraid of the dangerous road conditions of Yulong Mountain." Sun Changdong laughed dryly. Apart from this reason, he really couldn't find any other reasonable explanation.

Pei Feng rolled his eyes, put down the teacup, and said, "Chen Feiyu is a grandmaster, who is a strong man in the late stage, can go to heaven and earth, kill people with a defensive energy. The mere Yulong Mountain Winding Highway, even if the road conditions are ten times more steep, it is like walking on flat ground for Chen Feiyu. You actually think that Chen Feiyu will escape in the face of fear. I am becoming more and more skeptical about the '80%' chance of winning in your mouth."

Sun Changdong exclaimed, completely unable to speak. Yes, how could a late-stage master escape in the face of the battle?

He suddenly felt that his original thoughts were a bit too naive.

Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Seeing that Sun Changdong finally realized the seriousness of the matter, Pei Feng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Who are the judges tomorrow's painting competition?"

Painting is different from gambling stones and racing. The outcome of the latter two can be clearly seen, but painting must be tasted by experts before it can be decided. Therefore, Pei Feng believes that Sun Changdong has definitely found a judge.

Sun Changdong nodded, wiped his forehead and said, "There are three judges, namely the president of the Yonggu Calligraphy and Painting Association and the two vice presidents."

"Let's go and take me to see them." Pei Feng suddenly stood up and said lightly: "I will buy them all. No matter what the final result is, they will judge you to win. In addition, tomorrow I will find some entrusted people to mingle in the crowd to build momentum for you. At that time, from the audience to the referee, everything is ours. How can Chen Feiyu fight me?"

Sun Changdong exclaimed, stood up suddenly and said in shock: "Born them? But... but those three are all respected seniors in Yonggu City's calligraphy and painting circles, and they do not bow their backs for five dou of rice."

Sun Changdong was confused. No matter what, he had more or less a literary character. Through cheating, he could win even if he won.

Pei Feng smiled and shook his head, saying confidently: "There is no one in this world who cannot be bought by money. If there are, it means there is not enough money. Let's go and take me to see them."

Sun Changdong had no choice but to take Pei Feng there.

The next day, at noon, the sun was hanging high.
Chapter completed!