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The referee was in a difficult position, but to punish Lu Ping was a bit much.

How could he punish him?

It was just spitting, how could he be expelled?

The referee looked at Lu Ping and said seriously, "Mr. Lu, please pay attention to your words and deeds."

He chose to warn him.

"Okay, I will!" Lu Ping's attitude was pretty good at the moment.

After all, it was enough to warn Chen Mu.

The referee looked at Meng Fan's heavy sword, thought for a moment, then walked to Lu Ping's side and discussed, "Mr. Lu, why don't you see if you can change Meng Fan's sword?"

Meng Fan's sword was indeed different from the others.

Lu Ping's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Meng Fan's sword is the standard iron sword in the competition. Why should I change it? If Chen Mu doesn't like it, he doesn't have to use it! If he wants, he can buy one too!"

When it was time to be tough, Lu Ping had to be tough.

The referee turned to look at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu could tell that the referee wanted to play nice, so he couldn't possibly decide to let Meng Fan exchange his weapon.

He said coldly, "Then I'll go complain to Mr. Wei!"

With that, he flew up on his sword and headed for the stands.

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

"What is this guy doing? Aren't they competing?"

"Who knows, is he crazy? Is he afraid of losing?"

"Meng Fan was originally in his class, right? Looks like this heavy sword has nothing to do with him."

"Of course, it's obvious. Meng Fan followed Lu Ping to practice a heavy sword. This guy is afraid of losing, so he started to complain."

"The situation is too petty."

The audience in the live broadcast room had started supporting Lu Ping and Meng Fan.

No matter what, no one liked the kind of guy who liked to find excuses to pick on others. They still wanted to see the two kids face-to-face.

Chen Mu flew to the stands of Xue Luoyan and the others.

He put away his flying sword and landed.

However, he realized that the three people in front of him had different expressions on their faces.

He Yong smiled with interest and looked at him meaningfully. Xue Luoyan looked calm, while Wei Minghua looked displeased.

Chen Mu was about to speak, but Wei Minghua was the first to reprimand him. "What are you doing up here? Whether Meng Fan's weapon is defective or not, the judge will decide for himself. Why would he need you to complain? Get back!"

Chen Mu was filled with grievance and was pushed back. He had originally thought that with his seniority and Lu Ping being a rookie, that they would listen to him ans see that Meng Fan's heavy sword was obviously different from the others. He wanted to see if he could win without a fight.

He didn't expect Wei Minghua to scold him so fiercely.

Wei Minghua and the others were all shrewd people. When Chen Mu spoke, they could guess what other people would think of him.

Cultivators loved the strong.

No one liked this kind of guy.

If it was under normal circumstances, it wouldn't have mattered.

But now, Xue Luoyan's star creation project had just begun. With Chen Mu doing this, what impression would other people have of the teachers at Qingzhou Academy?

In the eyes of these three people, Victory or defeat wasn't a big deal in the first place. It was already enough for them to show off and achieve results.

Yet, Chen Mu insisted on finding an excuse to make things difficult for his opponent from outside the arena.

Wasn't this disgusting?

As a leader, Wei Minghua had already put in a lot of effort for the sake of this competition. How could he be happy after being played by him like this?

He immediately reprimanded him harshly. Chen Mu didn't dare retort and returned to the arena with an ashen face. He no longer had the confidence he had before.

Seeing that the matter was settled, the referee didn't hesitate any longer. He immediately announced the start of the competition and let Meng Fan and Cao Yu go on stage.

Lu Ping looked at Meng Fan beside him and chuckled. "Did you see that? Your opponent is scared! Use your sword to defeat him!"

Meng Fan's eyes grew sharper as he clenched his fists. Thinking back to the events of the past few days, he nodded resolutely. "Sir, don't worry, I'll win for sure!"

As he spoke, Meng Fan stepped onto the stage.

Cao Yu's eyes flickered as he jumped onto the stage.

The match had finally begun. Cao Yu let out a stern shout and used his sword technique to attack Meng Fan.

Seeing the two sides closing in on each other, Cao Yu's long sword stabbed straight at Meng Fan. Meng Fan waved his hand and the heavy sword fell from the sky, smashing downwards.

But!

The heavy sword missed!

Cao Yu dodged backwards.

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

Meng Fan didn't say anything. He suddenly took a step forward, his aura even stronger.

Holding the heavy sword, his eyes were sharp. He didn't look like a child at all, but more like a soldier on the battlefield.

Cao Yu moved again. His movement technique was agile, trying to break out from the side.

But at this time, he realized that Meng Fan's movement speed was not slower than his!

In the sea waves, Meng Fan's lower body was extremely stable. He was constantly training his lower body strength. At this moment, his speed was even faster than a month ago!

Furthermore, the heavy sword's wide blade instantly blocked Cao Yu's path.

Meng Fan waved his arms and the heavy sword swept out, bringing with it a whistling wind as it smashed towards Cao Yu.

Cao Yu didn't dare block it head-on and immediately retreated!

Meng Fan borrowed the momentum of the heavy sword's swing and charged forward, his entire body soaring into the air.

His feet slammed onto the ground, bringing the heavy sword with him. His momentum was indomitable.

At this moment, Lu Ping looked at Chen Mu. With a confident expression, he said, "He lost! However, the main reason for his defeat is still you."

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

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

Lu Ping said softly, "Cao Yu learned your swordsmanship, and his cultivation is higher than Meng Fan's. If the two were to face each other head-on, he would use his full strength. The outcome would be uncertain, but your actions just now made Cao Yu subconsciously think that he was inferior to Meng Fan. Haven't you noticed? From the first move of the fight, Cao Yu had been thinking about how to deplete Meng Fan's stamina and spiritual energy, not how to defeat him. He didn't dare to take the risk of receiving Meng Fan's sword, nor did he dare to engage in close combat. Now that one side's momentum has been lost, the other side's momentum is like a bullet. Meng Fan's sword momentum is sound, Cao Yu will definitely lose!"

Lu Ping stared into Chen Mu's eyes, he said, "As his mentor, you didn't give him enough confidence. You wanted to win without a fight, but you subconsciously told him that he might not be able to defeat Meng Fan's heavy sword. Even a true expert would lose his momentum and battle prowess, let alone a child? So, Cao Yu's defeat is not his fault, but yours!"

At this point, Lu Ping's face was filled with regret. "And just now, before the two of you went up on stage, I purposely pointed out that you guys were afraid. I was also trying to give him a hint. He's still young, that's normal, but you didn't react. I'm very disappointed in you. It's an uninteresting victory, but we'll accept it."

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

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

It was only at this moment that he mustered all his strength to meet Meng Fan.

However, the fear had already drained him. Meng Fan, on the other hand, had accumulated his aura continuously. After so many days of accumulated resentment, he had unleashed his strongest sword strike in his life.

The metal clanged and Cao Yu's long sword swung away.

Meng Fan's heavy sword swung down, sending Cao Yu flying backward and crashing into the arena.

Chen Mu's face was pale. Lu Ping's words could be said to have killed a person's heart. Each and every word was heard by him, piercing into his heart. It made his mind stir, and his Qi and blood surged.

Chen Mu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.