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The referee was a little embarrassed, but he wanted to punish Lu Ping.

But how can he be punished?

It's just spitting, and I'm not the principal, so can I still fire him?

Besides, the leaders are all sitting on top, so they can't be judged directly, can they?

The referee looked at Lu Ping with a serious face and said, "Teacher Lu, please pay attention to your words and deeds."

He chose to warn.

"Okay, okay!" Lu Ping's attitude was quite good at this time.

Anyway, it's disgusting.

The referee looked at Meng Fan's epee, thought for a while, walked up to Lu Ping and discussed, "Teacher Lu, why don't you exchange a sword for Meng Fan?"

Meng Fan's sword is indeed different.

Lu Ping's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Meng Fan's sword is the Fantie Sword mentioned by the Dabi Standard. Why should he change it? He feels dissatisfied and he uses such a sword? I can wait for him if I can't buy it! "

When it's time to be tough, Lu Ping will be tough.

The referee turned to look at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu could see that the referee wanted to fight with each other, so it was impossible for him to judge Meng Fan to change weapons.

He said coldly: "Then I will go to the minister to complain!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Jian flew up and flew towards the stands.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room and the live audience were a little dissatisfied.

"What is this guy doing? Comparing?"

"Who knows, is there something wrong? Afraid? Can't afford to lose?"

"That Meng Fan originally belonged to his class, so it seems that this epee has nothing to do with him at all."

"It's for sure, it's obvious. Meng Fan practiced an epee with Lu Shiqi. This guy was afraid of losing, so he started complaining."

"The layout is small."

The audience in the live broadcast room had completely turned towards Lu Ping and Meng Fan.

Anyway, no one likes this kind of guy who likes to find excuses to criticize, they still prefer to watch two children face-to-face.

Chen Mufei came to Xue Luoyan's stand.

He put away the flying sword and fell down.

It's just that he found that the three people in front of him had different descriptions.

He Yong smiled with interest, and looked at him meaningfully. Xue Luoyan's face was calm, while Wei Minghua's face was full of displeasure.

Just as Chen Mu was about to speak, Wei Minghua reprimanded him first: "What are you doing here? Is there any problem with Meng Fan's weapon? The referee will decide for himself. You need to complain? Return it to me!"

Chen Mu was full of grievances, and was turned back. Originally, he was thinking, relying on his seniority, Lu Ping is a newcomer, and Meng Fan's epee is obviously different from others, trying to see if he can win without fighting.

Unexpectedly, Wei Minghua reprimanded him so fiercely.

Wei Minghua and the others are all good people. When Chen Mu spoke, he guessed how others would look at him.

Cultivators worship the strong.

Nobody likes a guy like that.

If it's normal, it's fine.

But at this time, Xue Luoyan's star-making project had just begun. If Chen Mu did this, what impression would others have of Qingzhou College's mentor?

Winning or losing, in the eyes of these three people, is not a big deal in the first place, it is enough to play with style and effect.

However, this Chen Mu was so desperate that he had to find a way to find an excuse to embarrass his opponent from the sidelines.

Isn't this disgusting?

As the direct leader, Wei Minghua had put all his heart and soul into this big competition, how could he be happy if he got involved in this way?

Immediately reprimanded him sharply, Chen Mu didn't dare to answer back, and returned to the ring in disgrace, without the confidence he had just now.

Seeing that the matter had come to a conclusion, the referee no longer hesitated, and immediately announced the start of the game, allowing Meng Fan and Cao Yu to play.

Lu Ping looked at Meng Fan beside him, and said with a soft smile, "See, your opponent is scared! Use your sword to defeat him!"

Meng Fan's eyes became sharper and he clenched his fists lightly. Recalling what happened these days, he nodded resolutely and said, "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely win!"

While speaking, Meng Fan stepped into the ring.

Cao Yu's eyes flickered, and he also jumped onto the ring.

The competition finally started, Cao Yu shouted sharply, and attacked Meng Fan with his sword skills.

Seeing that the two sides were approaching, Cao Yu stabbed Meng Fan straight with his long sword. Meng Fan swung his backhand, and the epee fell from the sky and smashed down.

but!

The epee swung into the air!

Cao Yu stepped back.

He proudly said: "Haha, with your clumsy swordsmanship, you still want to beat me?"

Without saying a word, Meng Fan suddenly took a step forward, with even more momentum.

Holding an epee and sharp eyes, he doesn't look like a child at all, but like a soldier on the battlefield.

Cao Yu moved again, he was flexible and tried to break out from the side.

But only then did he realize that Meng Fan's movement speed was no slower than his!

In the huge waves of the sea, the stability of Meng Fan's foot is extremely important, and he has been exercising the strength of his foot all the time. At this time, his speed is also improved compared to a month ago!

Moreover, the wide blade of the epee instantly blocked Cao Yu's moving route.

Meng Fan waved his arms, and the epee swept out, bringing a howling wind and hitting Cao Yu directly.

How could Cao Yu dare to fight hard, and retreat immediately!

Meng Fan took advantage of the inertia brought out by swinging the epee, and rushed forward suddenly, his whole body soaring into the air.

"boom!"

Both feet fell to the ground fiercely, and the epee was brought up, moving forward with indomitable momentum.

At this moment, Lu Ping looked at Chen Mu. With a determined face, he said: "He lost! But the main reason for the failure is still you."

Chen Mu sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He pretended to be calm, but his clenched fists had already betrayed him, and Chen Mu had already seen that Cao Yu was at an absolute disadvantage.

Lu Ping said softly: "Cao Yu has learned your swordsmanship, and his cultivation level is higher than that of Meng Fan. If the two confront each other head-on, he will play well, and the result is still uncertain between victory and defeat. But your behavior just now made Cao Yu Yu subconsciously thought that he was not as good as Meng Fan. Didn’t you notice? From the first move of the competition, Cao Yu thought about how to consume Meng Fan’s physical and spiritual power, not how to defeat Meng Fan. He dared not go Take the risk of receiving Meng Fan's sword, and dare not fight hand-to-hand, now that one side's momentum has been lost, and the other's momentum is like a rainbow, Meng Fan's sword momentum has been achieved, and Cao Yu will be defeated!"

Lu Ping stared into Chen Mu's eyes and said, "As a mentor, you didn't give him enough confidence. You thought of winning without fighting, but you subconsciously told him that Meng Fan's epee might not be invincible to him, but it was the real one. If you lose your aura and combat power, you will be discounted, let alone a child? Therefore, Cao Yu's defeat is not to be blamed on him, but on you!"

Speaking of this, Lu Ping said with regret: "Before the two of you came to the stage just now, I specifically pointed out that you were afraid, and I also hinted to him that it's normal for you to be a little tender, but you didn't respond. , I am very disappointed in you. We accept the boring victory."

As soon as Lu Ping finished speaking, Meng Fan on the stage had already forced Cao Yu to the corner of the ring.

The long sword swung down brazenly, and Cao Yu had no room to dodge.

It was only at this moment that he exerted enough energy to meet Meng Fan.

However, the fear had already exhausted him, and Meng Fan, with the continuous accumulation of momentum and the accumulation of resentment for so many days, made the strongest sword in his life.

"Ding!"

As gold and iron clashed, the long sword in Cao Yu's hand swung straight away.

Meng Fan swung his epee down, Cao Yu flew upside down, and was knocked down under the ring.

Chen Mu's face was pale, and Lu Ping's words could be described as murderous. A sentence, he heard it in his ears and pierced into his heart, directly stirring his mind and making his blood rush.

"puff!"

Chen Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell on his back.