The Magic City Stadium is once again overcrowded.

The individual fencing competition took three days, and Mo Feng directly won the championship of the three fencing swords, swords and heavy swords. Even Han Di, a powerful Asian fencing country, was tortured by Mo Feng and lost all his face.

Next was the team competition, and on this day it was the Han Li team of the Chinese team. Due to the international dispute between the two countries, the second team was as bitter as the hatred, and the shouts of cheering for the past even more.

As for the three team competitions, Mo Feng sent two of them, but they did not perform well on the court before, and their fencing skills were really average. After all, the previous Chinese teams were unable to top three in the Asian arena, let alone international!

At this time, endless cheers broke out in the field, and the six main players on both sides were ready, and the coach next to him also reminded him from time to time.

"Tyne, this game will be in a rotational match. If you want to qualify as the first, be sure to pay attention to Mo Feng. I have no other requirements. If I face Mo Feng, I will save my physical strength as much as possible, defend with all my strength, and consume Mo Feng's physical strength."

"If you have the chance to get points, it's best, but if you don't have the chance, just delay the time as much as possible. It's best to delay it for nine minutes." The Korean coach frowned and lowered his voice.

He didn't even frown when he met the Chinese team in the past, but this time because of Mo Feng, he had to be careful.

As for Mo Feng's side, several fencing coaches also gave serious advice, but they were not sure. Fencing is a weak column in China.

Seeing that everyone was worried and a little cramped, Mo Feng couldn't help but shrugging and said, "You don't have to be nervous. Remember, they are not that scary when they are united and concentrate their minds."

"Uh!" The two of them twitched the corners of their mouths. This fencing is about speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, but few people can do this. It is very tiring to concentrate with such high intensity, let alone look for flaws on the other side.

Looking at the two of them's unconfident expressions, Mo Feng touched his forehead helplessly. It was probably difficult to count on these two. He couldn't help but say, "You two should defend with all their strength after they come on the court. How much can you defend? Or just attack with all your strength and score sixteen points, leave the rest to me."

"Sixteen?"

Several coaches were also stunned. The team competition was 45 points, each with nine minutes and fifteen points. The time or the score reached fifteen points was considered the end of the round.

And Mo Feng let the two score 16 points in two rounds, doesn’t it mean that Mo Feng is going to be directly in the fourth round

The two of them also looked at each other, and they scored eight points in two rounds, which was equivalent to the other party hitting them with two swords and they hitting each other's sword.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other. Is it uncomfortable to take someone to lie down?

Of course, the premise is that they don’t give it away, otherwise no one will win with a few orphans!

And at this time, the competition also began.

As the contestants on both sides appeared, the entire venue was once again filled with endless cheers.

The first player to play in China was the No. 1 player, while the third winner of the South Korean player in previous years was the third place.

Seeing this scene, the Korean side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as it was not Mo Feng on the first round, they could still accept it.

As the whistle sounded, the competition began.

The fencing player is as quick as a rabbit, as fast as a thunder, but he also feels like he is playing tricks, which is far from the ancient army and horses.

However, at the beginning of the competition, the Korean player directly pressed the No. 1 player to the ground to rub it. It was already 25 in just three minutes, and the situation was not too optimistic.

For a moment, the Chinese audience in the venue were worried, but the fans from Japan and South Korea looked happy, and even used crappy Chinese to express their Chinese players.

In less than eight minutes, the first round of the game was over.

The score was 715, and the audience couldn't laugh, and they were all a little depressed. Anyone could see that the situation in the field was not optimistic at this time.

Player No. 1 came off the court, looked down and looked depressed. He looked up at the coach, and then said in dismay: "Coach, I am still no match for him."

"Hey!" The coach shook his head, and also stepped forward and patted his shoulder and comforted him.

Seeing this, Mo Feng raised his eyebrows and ignored the No. 1, which was like a stray dog, but walked to No. 2, with a solemn expression, stared at him for three seconds, then lowered his voice and said, "Do you know who he lost to?"

When the words came out, No. 2 was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"I guess you watched his game just now, did you see something?" Mo Feng said again.

"The speed is not fast enough, the accuracy is not high enough, and the overall difference is a little worse than the opponent." No. 2 said, pursing his lips, and looking at Mo Feng at the same time as if he was asking for his opinion.

"Haha, what he lost is not his opponent, he lost to himself. He is timid and cowardly, he is hesitant. Is he afraid of using some moves to lose and embarrass him?"

"But I tell you, it's not embarrassing to lose, it's embarrassing to lose. Chinese fans do not have high requirements for you. They play the aura of Chinese players. You can still win millions of fans while losing. Remember, the opposite side is also a human being, and it's also an animal that bullies the weak and fears the strong." Mo Feng said coldly.

After saying that, the player was stunned, and the coach next to him was also confused.

What kind of logic is Mo Feng? Shouldn’t you be greedy if you can’t beat him? Why did Mo Feng teach him to be reckless?

At this time, the second round of the game arrived as scheduled.

The second player came back to his senses, but there was a vague feeling in his eyes. Then he looked at Mo Feng with gratitude, and on the way to the track, he had already changed a little.

Chinese people do not lack tolerance, but what they lack is seeing the efforts of these players, rather than the so-called "living around and waiting to die".

On the field, the second player's eyes were shining sharply. At this moment, he was no longer afraid of being blamed. As soon as he shouted, he rushed up directly.

The fencing sword in his hand swung very quickly. Even though Choi Tae-en was relatively strong, he was still caught off guard and couldn't help but resist in a little embarrassed manner.

Although this round of impact still urges Tyne to take the lead in hitting him, it has received applause and shouts from countless Chinese people.

Listening to the sound, No. 2's body became even hotter, his eyes sharp, and then rushed up again, this time he won this point.

The change in momentum prevented him from reducing points in the game, but instead performed extremely well, much stronger than ever.

It didn't take long, five minutes passed. The score between the two sides turned out to be 68, which surprised everyone.

"How is this possible? This guy was hiding his weakness before? Why is he so fierce? He actually fought with Tyne back and forth?" A coach said in a deep voice.

"No, it's his aura that changed. In addition, Tyne underestimated the enemy, so he started to be caught off guard. Although the score was higher than him, it was actually a disadvantage, which was really unfavorable!" The head coach said in a deep voice.

"But the man on the other side went all out in the first half and would probably show fatigue in the second half. But this team game is probably the case."

And in the field, time passes by.

The second player played strongly, but his physical strength was consumed a lot, and the opponent gradually adapted. The second player played in the second half was not outstanding, with a score of 915, barely meeting Mo Feng's requirements.
Chapter completed!