Super Master

"Hahaha, it's fine. Since Brother Yue Feng can't say it, I'll help you analyze it."    

    

Qiu Shihao looked like he was about to say something.    

    

"Look, that man with bare shoulders has a unstable lower body. His footsteps are messy, and he is completely dodging."    

    

Qiu Jianhao said, pointing at the man's lower body.    

    

"That's right, his rhythm has become a complete mess in the face of the short-haired man's attack."    

    

Lu Hua also nodded.    

    

"En, this is what I want to say," Qiu Shihao looked at Lu Hua with appreciation and said.    

    

"On the other hand, for the short-haired man, although such a fierce attack would consume a lot of physical strength, it's completely worth it. This is because he is still maintaining his own tempo, causing more and more damage to his opponent. "    

    

"Therefore, the outcome of this match is already decided. It's just a matter of time."    

    

Qiu Shuya also said.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Qiu Jianhao nodded, then looked at Yue Feng.    

    

"How is it? Am I right? "    

    

But unexpectedly, Yue Feng smiled and said:    

    

"You're too wrong. I don't even know where to correct you."    

    

"What?"    

    

Qiu Jianhao's expression changed.    

    

"Yue Feng, what do you mean?"    

    

Qiu Shuya said in dissatisfaction.    

    

Her brother's analysis was clearly reasonable, but Yue Feng said it was wrong?    

    

No matter how ludicrous it is, it is still better than you, who rely on intuition.    

    

Lu Hua also frowned and said:    

    

"Yue Feng, are you being a little too arrogant? How many years have you practiced martial arts and how many years has Big Brother Qiu practiced martial arts?    

    

Lu Hua's tone was full of dissatisfaction as well. His words were obviously meant to curry favor with Qiu Shihao.    

    

Qiu Jianhao's eyes sparkled a few times, then he said,    

    

"Then Yue Feng, why don't you analyze who will win?"    

    

There was a trace of viciousness in Qiu Shihao's eyes.    

    

"There's no need to analyze. I can tell by my intuition that the short-haired man is going to lose."    

    

Yue Feng said.    

    

His gaze was still fixated on the arena.    

    

If the short-haired man wanted to win, he would have done so long ago.    

    

Right now, the light shoulder's tempo had been in disarray for five to six minutes, yet there was no sign of him losing.    

    

Therefore, Yue Feng believed that this kind of chaotic situation was also a way to turn a defeat into a victory.    

    

This was Yue Feng's natural instinct.    

    

"Puchi, Yue Feng, can you stop joking around?"    

    

Qiu Shuya could not bear to continue watching. She thought that Yue Feng was only trying to be brave, trying to show off.    

    

"Alright, let's see what the result is."    

    

Qiu Shihao chuckled, then turned his attention back to the stage.    

    

At this time, the competition was nearing its end and the cheers from the audience was getting louder and louder. No one had noticed the argument between Yue Feng and the others.    

    

They only thought that the bets they had placed on would be rewarded in the future.    

    

"I'm sure that within half a minute, the short-haired man will definitely …"    

    

"Bam!"    

    

With a dull thud, a figure was sent flying and landed on the stage.    

    

Everyone focused their eyes and discovered that the person who fell to the ground was the inch-headed man.    

    

"What!"    

    

Qiu Jianhao was shocked, his eyes were filled with disbelief.    

    

At this moment, the man with the bare shoulder was still standing on the stage with a faint smile on his face.    

    

"Kid, you've fallen into my trap."    

    

When these words were spoken, the crowd burst into an uproar.    

    

It turned out that this man with bare shoulders had been pretending all along.    

    

He looked as if he could be defeated at any time, but in reality, it was just to trick his opponent.    

    

"You …"    

    

Qiu Jianhao gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly.    

    

"How could this be …"    

    

Qiu Shuya and Lu Hua were also shocked.