Zhao Kejin heard this and looked at Chen Fei. But after all, it was not convenient to talk about this at the moment. Besides, whether Yu Qin was willing to accept the special training they said was also a big question.

After this battle, the eyes of the players from the heaven-level sects on the opposite side looking at Zhao Hu and Chen Ziling also changed a little at this moment.

The strength shown by Zhao Hu and Chen Fei exceeded their expectations. From these two games, there is no qualitative difference between their strength and the seven of them, and they belong to the same level.

As Chen Ziling retreated, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Chen Fei.

Zong Han, Long Wutian, Hui Zheng, Huiming and even Wu Zikong, who had rested for a while and had almost recovered, all looked at Chen Fei at this moment.

Facing everyone's gaze, Chen Fei walked onto the competition ground with a smile on his face. He scanned the people opposite him and said, "Who wants to compete with me?"

Zong Han and Long Wutian spoke almost at the same time, wanting to stand up.

But Monk Huizheng, who was wearing cassocks, took the first step and said: "Amitabha, Tianwuzong and Lingyan Pavilion have all gone to battle. The next competition will be ours at Juetong Temple!"

Hui Zheng said this, so Zong Han and Long Wutian naturally couldn't help but respect him and nodded in agreement.

Wu Zikong, who was on the side, still had a bad mouth and said mockingly: "Monk Huizheng, please don't be too harsh. Let Chen Fei breathe. I'm still waiting to have a discussion with him!"

Ignoring Wu Zikong's words, Huizheng stepped forward, looked at Chen Fei, said "Amitabha", and then said: "Poor monk, Huizheng of Juetong Temple, please give me some advice from Almsgiver Chen!"

Chen Fei nodded and said: "Okay!"

Immediately, he stood there without any intention of moving and said, "Start attacking!"

This posture seemed very arrogant to Zong Han and the others, and they immediately began to ridicule him.

"Then Chen Fei, you are too arrogant! Monk Huizheng is not someone to be trifled with. He is the genius in Juetong Temple who is said to be the most intelligent in the past century."

"Then Chen Fei's attack is fierce and his fighting style is fierce. But Master Huizheng's Vajra Indestructible Body, which has been cultivated to the realm of transformation, can just restrain Chen Fei's offensive. I think Hui Zheng will win." Long Wutian also commented at the moment. Got up.

On the other hand, Monk Huizheng's junior brother Huiming, his eyes were clear at this moment and he looked very calm.

On the competition ground, Hui Zheng was not irritated by Chen Fei's words. He still looked as normal, stepped forward and stood firm, and then punched Chen Fei with a thunderous punch from his right arm.

This punch looks extremely simple, but it is the unique skill of Juetong Temple, "Vajra Fist". The punch is fierce and direct, practiced to the extreme, and has infinite power.

There is even a legend that Master Shi Kong, the leader of Juetong Temple, could smash a hill into pieces with a simple Vajra fist.

Hui Zheng's punch at this moment obviously did not use all his strength, but the punch was still fierce, with extremely powerful momentum, like a Vajra Buddha, attacking Chen Fei fiercely.

Even Zhao Kejin squinted his eyes slightly at this moment, showing appreciation, "This Huizheng's strength is better than Wu Zikong and Yu Qin. Among Huizheng, Zong Han and Long Wutian, I don't know who is stronger sharp?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused, wanting to see how Chen Fei could withstand Hui Zheng's extremely powerful Vajra Fist.

But just when they were planning various methods and moves in their minds, Chen Fei just stretched out his right hand lightly and patted it out.

With a "pop" sound, Chen Fei's palm and Hui Zheng's fist collided.

It was such a simple movement, it didn't look fancy, but it caught Hui Zheng's Vajra Fist.

At this moment, Hui Zheng's expression changed, then he stopped his hands, stood still in the distance, bowed to Chen Fei, clasped his hands together, and said: "I'm a poor monk, you're defeated!"

After saying that, Hui Zheng turned around and walked back.

This result shocked Zong Han, Long Wutian and the others. They didn't expect it at all, and they all looked at Hui Zheng in disbelief.

"Huizheng, why are you like this-"

"Master Huizheng, this is too hasty!"

Wu Zikong was even more rude and said directly: "Monk Huizheng, you don't need to be so obvious about your release of water for Chen Fei! When you say that, don't you consider the impact on your Juetong Temple?"

"Master Huizheng, the talented disciple of the generation of Juetong Temple, actually lost to an outsider cultivator with just one move. If this spreads, you will probably lose the face of Juetong Temple in the future."

Huizheng looked as usual and said calmly: "I'm not as good as Almsgiver Chen. It's normal to admit defeat. This has nothing to do with the face of my Juetong Temple."

"You -" Wu Zikong wanted to say something else, but Hui Zheng obviously didn't want to pay attention to him. He went back and whispered something to his junior brother Huiming. The young monk looked surprised and kept looking at Chen Fei.

Look here.

At this moment, Chen Fei put his hands behind his back, looked at the remaining people, and said, "Who else wants to come on stage to compete with me?"

Zong Han, Wu Zikong and Long Wutian were immediately ready to move.

However, they did not appear immediately. Instead, they looked at Zou Pu and said, "Brother Zou, why don't you come on stage and give it a try?"

"Yes, all three of our sects have appeared. Only Wushuanglou, represented by Brother Zou, is left!"

Zou Pu waved his hand and said: "No need, I know I am no match for Mr. Chen, so I won't go on the field to compete."

As soon as these words came out, Zong Han, Wu Zikong and the others couldn't help but frown fiercely, with expressions of confusion and ridicule on their faces.

In their opinion, when Zou Pu was still on the mountain, he praised Chen Fei a lot in his words. They met at Long's house last night and said a lot of good things to Chen Fei.

Now we have to compete in a competition, and we have to admit defeat before even taking the field. This is really too weak.

Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but shake their heads and secretly despise Zou Pu.

"This Zou Pu, as the nephew of the head of Zou Dukong, is so cowardly and cowardly, it is really ridiculous."

"Wushuanglou, I think it has fallen into decline and there is no one who can make a difference. This time we reluctantly selected Zou Pu, who is also the same kind of guy."

"If this trend continues, Wushuanglou may be kicked out of the ranks of the four heaven-level sects in the future."

………

Of course, these thoughts just passed through my mind secretly and were not spoken out.

After listening to Zou Pu's words, Zong Han said: "Since Brother Zou doesn't want to play, let me try Mr. Chen's strength."

Chen Fei's expression remained as usual, without any change. He still had his hands behind his back, looking calm and arrogant.
Chapter completed!