Cultivation is cruel?Did you know I can simulate the future

A fake magic weapon is actually imitating a certain magic weapon.

Its power is higher than that of a top-grade magic weapon, but lower than that of a magic weapon.

Ye Feng continued: "This fake magic weapon is a copy of her master's magic weapon, the Five Elements Fan."

"But it has to be greatly discounted in terms of power."

"Hey, even so, it's more than enough to deal with Xu Mu."

Tang Ze couldn't deny it, and continued to look down.

I saw Xu Mu was in the wind and fire, and his whole body was protected by a huge black shadow.

Even so, he still couldn't resist the overwhelming attack.

Although the physical defense of the body-refining cultivator is extremely strong.

But it was obvious that Xu Mu's body training skills were still not up to par.

In the end, his body was lifted up by the impact of the tornado, and he was thrown far backwards.

He fell to the ground with a bang and struggled for a long time without being able to stand up.

The first sparring match ended with Xu Mu's complete defeat.

Xu Mu walked back with a depressed face.

But Lu Buwei and the others didn't seem to be in a bad mood.

Xu Mu sighed: "I'm sorry everyone, hey, I didn't expect the other party to have a fake magic weapon."

Lu Buwei waved his hand indifferently:

"It's okay, all this is still within my expectations."

...

It was different from Xu Mu's downturn.

Yan Rong returned to Zhong Ling with a happy face.

"Sister Zhong, it's a good luck not to disgrace her life."

She blinked mischievously.

Everyone was very happy.

Then the second game.

Because Zhong Ling was not sure about the other party.

We can only continue to wait for Lu Buwei to send someone to play first.

Lu Buwei sent Huang Yun up this time.

Then Zhong Ling chose to play in person.

The two fought, but in the end Zhong Ling had the upper hand and defeated Huang Yun.

This time, Zhong Ling's side had two wins, and Lu Buwei's side had zero wins.

If Lu Buwei still loses in the third match.

Then there is no need to compare the next game.

With four wins and three victories, Zhong Ling's side won directly.

But the strange thing is that Lu Buwei and others don't seem to care much about this result.

Lu Buwei looked calm, and the others also looked indifferent.

It seems that in this gang of four, Lu Buwei is the one who dominates everything.

Lu Buwei was not in a hurry, what was there to be anxious about.

Zhong Ling's side has won two games in a row.

But everyone was not so happy.

Zhong Ling stared at the other side with piercing eyes, and whispered:

"Junior Brother Ye, if my guess is correct, Lu Buwei will play in person in the third round."

"At that time, I will wrong you, junior brother."

Ye Feng nodded fiercely, and suddenly he asked:

"Senior sister, if I admit defeat in the third match."

"Then let's use an analogy in the fourth game, it's just an analogy."

"If we lose in the fourth game, will we draw with the opponent?"

"If there is a tie, what should we do?"

"Indeed."

After Ye Feng's reminder, Zhong Ling suddenly realized.

The main reason is that she actually saw Lu Buwei break through to the peak of Foundation Establishment.

In a moment of confusion, he subconsciously ignored the matter.

She thought about it and said:

"If Junior Brother Tang loses in the fourth match."

"Then there should be another game, and then..."

As she spoke, her face suddenly changed drastically, and she looked at Lu Buwei suddenly.

And Lu Buwei also wanted her to show a mysterious smile.

It seemed to be responding to her doubts.

Suddenly, Zhong Ling broke out in cold sweat, and an extremely absurd idea popped up.

"No way?"

Zhong Ling muttered to himself in a daze.

"??"

Ye Feng looked at her suspiciously.

"Senior Sister? Why did you suddenly stop talking?"

Zhong Ling quickly came to his senses:

"Nothing, nothing."

She shook her head and quickly put that absurd thought behind her.

"Okay, junior brother, you wait and get ready."

"I believe in Junior Brother Tang, he will definitely win the fourth match."

"Well, I also believe in Tang Ze, I should have thought too much just now."

After speaking, Ye Feng didn't say anything more.

However, Zhong Ling was still a little restless in his heart, always feeling that the other party was planning some conspiracy.

...

Lu is not here.

"It seems that Zhong Ling has already noticed something."

Lu Song said slowly with no expression on his face.

Lu Buwei smiled indifferently:

"What's the use of being aware of it? After all, she's just guessing."

"Even if she had already found out, it would be too late."

"With the start of the third match, Zhong Ling has no turning back."

Lu Song smiled lowly: "Hahahaha, I can't wait to see their astonished expressions."

Xu Mu and Huang Yun also smiled knowingly, saying nothing.

...

Chapter 78 It's a deal?think too much

In the third game, it was indeed Lu Buwei who played in person.

Zhong Ling indicated with his eyes.

Ye Feng nodded.

A figure flashed in front of Lu Buwei.

Seeing Ye Feng coming out, Lu Buwei's eyes flickered, as if he had already guessed it.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, looking like he didn't want to make a move at all.

Seeing Lu Buwei's reaction, Ye Feng was slightly taken aback.

He thought incredulously: "Could it be that he knows that I will admit defeat in one game?"

Even Zhong Ling and the others were surprised.

"What's the situation? Could it be that Lu Buwei has seen through our plan?" Yan Rong asked in surprise.

Zhong Ling nodded with an ugly face: "He must have seen it."

"He's not stupid, he didn't make a move on purpose, and waited for Ye Feng to take the initiative to admit defeat."

"But it's okay to see that it's done. Don't worry too much about it."

Tang Ze remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

He hesitated.

After repeated confirmation, Ye Feng was sure that the other party was really waiting for him to admit defeat.

But come to think of it.

Lu Buwei knew that he could beat him, so he probably didn't want to embarrass himself too much.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng said softly:

"I will admit defeat."

Having obtained a satisfactory result, Lu Buwei also smiled in satisfaction, clasped his fists and said:

"Assigned."

The two sides flew back separately.

"call!"

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhong Ling with a little regret.

"Sister."

Zhong Ling raised his hand to interrupt him:

"Okay, Junior Brother Ye, the other party should already know about our plan."

"You can just admit defeat, don't worry so much."

After speaking, she looked at Tang Ze:

"Junior Brother, I will leave this last match to you."

"Senior sister knows that saying this will make you feel more pressure."

"But I'm counting on you."

Tang Ze nodded, smiled slightly and said:

"Don't worry, sister."