The ninety-five friars all looked up at the ball above their heads, and their eyes twinkled with puzzled looks!

Chen Feng is also very curious, Zhuge Ge Ge is a voice asked: "what is this thing?"

"This is hyacinth. It's a treasure that can be used by two players at random. "

" ah, that is to say, give the hyacinth two people to choose from! "

Zhuge Ge Ge's face understood the expression!

Chen Feng also showed a glimmer of sudden look!

In an instant, the two hyacinths in the sky hovered for a few minutes and then fell on two of the ninety-five friars!

"The first battle, Chenggu vs. Ma Feng!"

Hu immediately announced: "two people came to power."

In an instant, the two chosen by hyacinth came to the stage and stood opposite each other!

"Who do you think will win the duel between the two? "

" I'm the one called bone formation. His momentum is very strong. You can see that his palm has hit two circles more than ordinary people's hands. Obviously, he has a very strong palm technique! "

"Not necessarily! Not all the people who seem to be powerful can be the final winners. It depends on the realm of cultivation. "

"This man named Ma Feng is at least two times stronger than Chenggu, and his momentum is gloomy. It is estimated that he is not in the style of fighting head-on. Moreover, judging from his legs, he is obviously a speed type monk, and his bone formation is a fierce attack type. I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to get on Ma Feng!"

……

All the monks under the stage were guessing who was the final winner, but Chen Feng said: "this bone formation will definitely win."

"Oh? Absolutely win? Why do you say that? "

Zhuge Ge immediately doubted: "I think this wasp will win.

"Not necessarily."

Chen Feng smiles and shakes his head, but behind him is a moment rang a disdainful sneer.

"Hiss!"

Pei Feiyu looked at Chen Feng with a sneer in his eyes, and said: "Ma Feng's strength is much stronger than Chenggu. Moreover, the general speed of cultivating vigorous martial arts skills is very slow. If you meet a speed type monk, you can't deal with it. So the winner must be Ma Feng!"

Listening to Pei Feiyu's words, all friars immediately looked at Chen Feng, and saw a flash of disdain in Chen Feng's eyes, and said, "saanxing house slave, you should keep your dog's eyes open. It may not be that a person who practices aggressive martial arts is not an agile monk."

With that, Chen Feng turned his eyes directly to the center of the martial arts arena, ignoring Pei Feiyu, a gloomy face!

Pei Feiyu suddenly snorted coldly and said: "see when Ma Feng wins, what expression will you be?"

"If you say so, why don't we take a gamble?"

Chen Feng but suddenly came a little playful idea, immediately said.

"Gambling?"

Pei Feiyu immediately sneered and said, "if you want to give me something good, I can't get it!"

Now Chen Feng wants to gamble with himself. Is that what he wants to lose?

Since it is good to deliver to the door, he has no reason to refuse!

Suddenly, Pei Feiyu is agreed to come down!