Chapter 91

"Mr. rengal, how likely do you think Chunan is to win the semi-finals tomorrow?"

Rengal, who was stopped for an interview, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I dare not say. According to my judgment, his opponent's strength should obviously exceed that of the ordinary second-order internal breathing level martial arts, and he is likely to have reached the third-order internal breathing level. Chu Nan... According to his previous performance, it is possible to defeat the second-order internal breathing level martial arts, but the third-order internal breathing level martial arts..."

Rengal didn't go on, but it was obvious from the expression on his face that he was obviously not optimistic about Chu Nan.

"Then you..."

Dong Fang shook his head, turned off the news interview and changed to another information channel. It turned out that he was also a famous warrior of the Earth Federation. At this time, he was participating in a program and receiving an inquiry related to Chu Nan.

Like rehngal, the famous martial artist did not make it clear that Chunan could not win, but at the end, he politely said "I hope the federal audience can keep an ordinary mind to deal with the game"

The implication is that he is obviously not optimistic about Chu Nan.

Dong Fang was agitated for a while and switched several information channels related to martial arts. However, he found that these information channels were paying attention to Chu Nan's semi-finals tomorrow.

In these programs or news interviews, no matter the famous martial artists or the so-called experts, no one is optimistic about the result of Chu Nan's game tomorrow. 【ㄨ】

At most, they said, "maybe we can expect Chu nan to create miracles again"

After browsing each program in a hurry, Dong Fang became more agitated. He simply turned off the real-time information and turned to the largest Martial Arts Forum on the pan Galaxy network.

On the Earth Federation forum, Chu Nan's semi-final tomorrow is also the most popular topic, and the relevant discussion topics occupy almost half of the page.

Dong Fang casually turned it over and found that most of these topics were also discussing the outcome.

Like major information channels, most people are not optimistic about Chu Nan.

Many people even assert that if maluke's strength is really the third internal breathing level, Chu Nan may not last for a minute under him.

Of course, it is not that no one has hope for Chu Nan.

But the most optimistic people can only hope that miracles will happen

In addition to these, there are some interesting discussions.

For example, someone strongly criticized the Organizing Committee of the event, claiming that since the event was organized by the West Cloud Star government, it was easy to manipulate the draw result secretly. Why did Chu Nan win the strongest opponent in the semi-finals?

If the other two second-order breath level fighters win, Chu Nan has a great hope of entering the finals!

Seeing this theme, Dong Fang couldn't help laughing, which alleviated his irritability.

If Chu Nan is not strong enough, he will eventually be defeated.

What's the difference between being defeated in the semi-finals and being defeated in the finals?

Not a champion, it doesn't make any sense after all.

But on second thought, this accusation does have some truth.

All the arrangements of the event are carried out by the event organizing committee. It is easy to manipulate the lottery results secretly.

Under normal circumstances, the organizing committee will certainly hope that the warriors belonging to the earth federation can go further as far as possible.

If you can enter the final, even if you can't win the championship, you can also say that you lost the final, which is not too humiliating.

However, Chu Nan picked maluke, the most powerful opponent from the three opponents, which almost directly dashed the hope of the warrior of the earth federation to win the championship of the Under-20 group.

Why?

"Is this the result of someone secretly operating?" Dong Fang could not help rubbing his chin, frowning and thinking. "But the question is, what are the benefits of doing so?"

After thinking for a long time, Dong Fang still didn't understand and had to give up and continue to consider this meaningless issue.

After browsing the various analysis theme posts of maluk in the forum again, Dong Fang sighed, turned off his personal terminal, came to the balcony of the dormitory, looked up at the sunset falling towards the horizon in the distance.

No matter what others say, whether Chu Nan can win tomorrow depends on himself.

As soon as he came back from the stadium in the afternoon, Chu Nan was dragged away by the college teachers, who claimed to give him pre game emergency training. He hasn't come back yet.

So now, is he ready?

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"Bang -"

Chu Nan fell heavily to the ground.

Several college teachers nearby immediately gathered around nervously. Enrique, the fourth grade student who had just hit him with a palm, made the same arrow step, stretched out his hand and asked with concern: "how's it going? Is it all right?"

Chu Nan shook his head and refused Enrique's hand. With a slight rise in his waist, he jumped up and jumped twice. Then he rushed to Enrique and the surrounding teachers with a relaxed smile.

"It's okay. I'm not that vulnerable."

"That's good." Several teachers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

A teacher glared at Enrique and scolded, "Enrique, I asked you to come to practice with Chu Nan. Would you mind if you start to pay attention to the weight? In case you hurt him, will you take his place tomorrow?"

Enrique touched his head and giggled twice without refuting.

Chu Nan quickly waved his hand: "teacher, you can't blame Enrique. It's good that he can spare time to practice with me. Besides, the opponent in the game will only start much harder than him. I hope he can do his best. Otherwise, I can't really experience the strength of the third-order internal breathing level martial artist. This practice is meaningless, isn't it?"

Several teachers looked at each other, sighed and nodded together.

This exercise was specially arranged by the senior management of the college. Enrique, a fourth grade student with three-level internal breathing strength, was specially recruited to let Chu Nan feel the real strength of the three-level internal breathing warrior in advance, so as to prepare him for the match with maruk tomorrow.

If Enrique is asked to keep his hand, the afternoon's practice is really meaningless.

What's more, according to the performance of maluk in previous games, his attack was extremely fierce, and even broke the legs of Luo Li, the nephew of the president of the martial arts branch in the preliminary stage.

I'm afraid I won't leave anything when I play against Chu Nan tomorrow.

"Chunan, you and Enrique practiced all afternoon. How do you feel...?" A teacher suddenly asked.

Several other teachers and Enrique looked at Chu Nan together.

Facing their eyes, Chu Nan smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders.

"As you can see, the third-order breath level warrior completely crushed me in terms of speed, strength, breath and body strength. I can't even fight back."