But, if you are afraid of losing too ugly, you can just admit defeat and surrender now, at most you will just lose some face."

After saying that, Tong Yifan burst into laughter with pride.

Peng Wen also shook his head and smiled. For people in martial arts, no matter what kind of sports it is, it is enough to crush ordinary people. If nothing else, just relying on Tong Yifan's "Late Tongyou" realm is enough to have internal strength.

It is released outward to change the speed and movement trajectory of the bowling ball, thereby achieving the effect of hitting every ball.

Therefore, if Chen Feiyu and Tong Yifan compete in bowling, they are looking for death and have no chance of winning!

Qiu Yulan stood behind Peng Wen. She did not look as contemptuous as Peng Wen. Instead, she showed great interest. She was looking forward to the competition between Chen Feiyu and Tong Yifan. It happened that the results of the competition could also be used to verify her suspicions.

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At this time, after listening to Wen Shiqin's words, Chen Feiyu said confidently: "It's not certain who brought the humiliation to himself. Don't worry, I, Chen Feiyu, rarely do things I'm not sure about."

After saying that, Chen Feiyu stood up, walked over to Tong Yifan, and said, "Tell me, how to compare and draw a path."

"Quick, it seems you are quite a man." Although Tong Yifan was praising him, there was undisguised contempt in his eyes: "We will win two out of three games, each game has ten rounds, and the first one to win two games will be the winner.

In addition, since it is a game, there must be bets. If you win, I will not take the initiative to challenge you during your stay in Nanyuan City. But if you lose, you must immediately wait for Mr. Wen to recover.

Leave Nanyuan City!"

Wen Shiqin's face changed slightly, and she immediately said anxiously: "Feiyu, you don't have to promise him. With me and our Wen family here, even if you don't compete, Tong Yifan will never dare to attack you."

Tong Yifan was worried that Chen Feiyu would really refuse, so he immediately provoked: "How about it, Chen Feiyu, do you dare to agree?"

Chen Feiyu shook his head.

Tong Yifan's face darkened: "So, you really want to refuse?"

Peng Wen couldn't help laughing, playing with the bowling ball in his hand, with disdain in his eyes. It seemed that Chen Feiyu was useless except for his better medical skills. After hearing Tong Yifan's bet, Chen Feiyu even flinched.

From this point of view, Chen Feiyu has no courage at all as a man, he is really a coward.

"People like Chen Feiyu are not worthy of Shiqin looking at him differently. It seems that I have to find a chance to persuade Shiqin in private to keep her away from Chen Feiyu in the future." Peng Wen secretly made up his mind.

Qiu Yulan frowned slightly, a puzzled look flashed in her eyes, and she thought with disappointment, could it be that she had recognized the wrong person?

Only Wen Shiqin breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Feiyu's rejection of Tong Yifan's bet was exactly what she wanted. Anyway, Chen Feiyu's high medical skills had completely convinced her, and a man could bend and stretch. Chen Feiyu was already in trouble when facing Tong Yifan's provocation.

In a weak position, it is a wise choice to refuse.

Wen Shiqin's lips just turned up into a smile, and at this moment, Chen Feiyu said: "No, I agree to all your bets."

What!

Wen Shiqin exclaimed in surprise.

Peng Wen and Qiu Yulan were also surprised. Then, Qiu Yulan became very interested again. It seemed that she had not recognized the wrong person.

Tong Yifan frowned and said, "Since you agreed, why are you shaking your head?"

"Winning two out of three games is a waste of time." Chen Feiyu said: "Let one game determine the outcome. There are ten rounds in a game. Whoever gets more points will be the winner."

Tong Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, then sneered: "It doesn't matter if you win two out of three games, or one game determines the outcome, anyway, the final winner will definitely belong to me, I promise you."

"Shan." Chen Feiyu chuckled and said, "You are a local of Nanyuan City. Guests are welcome to do whatever they want, so you can start first."

"Then I'll show you how powerful I am." Tong Yifan laughed loudly, walked to the ball rack, picked up the bowling ball, and started to prepare for the ball.

Wen Shiqin was worried. Now that the matter had come to this, even if she wanted to say no for Chen Feiyu now, it was already too late. She could only pray in her heart that Chen Feiyu would not lose too ugly.

"Let's get started." Peng Wen gave Tong Yifan an encouraging look. Although he was judging and should not be biased, Tong Yifan was his good friend after all. No matter from which angle he looked at it, he hoped that Tong Yifan would win.
Chapter completed!