The opponent in the first game was Zhang Fei. Zhang He had already had a sense of consciousness, that this time he stopped in the quarterfinals might be his final result.

It’s not that Zhang He was discouraged, but that he knew his own affairs. Since joining Liu Zhe, he has also fought with Zhang Fei several times, and he has won only a handful of times, even almost none of them.

Although Zhang Fei's mouth was annoying, he was indeed a bit capable. He was naturally better than Zhang He who could rank among the top three generals under Liu Zhe. It was difficult for Zhang He to win against Zhang Fei, and even almost impossible.

Zhang Fei shouted to Zhang He: "Little pigeon, you can give up directly and invite you to drink when I get the first place. Anyway, you are not my opponent."

When Zhang He heard this, he was furious. Made, Zhang Fei's words are really hateful.

"snort!"

Zhang He snorted coldly and said, "I won't admit defeat easily. You can wait then."

Zhang He knew that he might lose, but if he didn't try, he wouldn't be willing to do so. Just by Zhang Fei's words, Zhang He had already swore in his heart that he would use all his strength to fight for the invisible dawn of victory for himself.

"Hey, little pigeon, stop making trouble."

When Zhang Fei heard Zhang He's words, he was very angry and said, "You are not my opponent, but I have to keep my energy to win the first place. Don't make trouble."

"Who made a fuss?"

Zhang He directly retorted: "If you don't try, how can you give up easily?"

"Hmph, I'll let you know how powerful I am."

While they were talking, someone went up to draw lots, and this time it was Zhu Huan drawing lots.

“No. 2!”

Zhu Huan, who drew the second number, immediately attracted Zhang Fei's attention.

When Zhang Fei saw that it was Zhu Huan, he laughed again and said, "Okay, this is good, it seems that my luck is still there."

According to the schedule rules, the first game is No. 1 and No. 14, the second game is No. 2 and No. 13, and then the winners in the first and second game are duel.

In other words, if Zhang Fei defeats Zhang He and Zhu Huan wins the second game, then Zhang Fei's opponent will be Zhu Huan.

Zhang Fei has observed Zhu Huan's strength. Although it is very strong, Zhang Fei is confident that he will defeat Zhu Huan, and Zhu Huan's strength is similar to Zhang He.

When Zhu Huan saw Zhang Fei's proud look, he was furious. This black man was so hateful. He thought he would win?

"snort!"

Zhu Huan snorted coldly in the face of Zhang Fei's laughter. He decided that he would definitely let Zhang Fei see his strength and teach Zhang Fei a lesson.

"Is this your brother-in-law?"

Xiahou Dun was the first time he saw Zhang Fei like this, and asked quietly in Xiahou Yuan's ear.

"Don't say that loudly, don't let people know that he is my brother-in-law, it's embarrassing." Xiahou Yuan whispered in a low voice covering his face.

He felt it was embarrassing to have this brother-in-law. Zhang Fei was shouting the most from beginning to end, and his appearance was like he was sure to win, which made people feel that he was arrogant and very annoying.

Xiahou Yuan felt that it was embarrassing to have this brother-in-law. Xiahou Yuan was ashamed of standing with Zhang Fei, and he didn't want to recognize this brother-in-law anymore.

"Come on, come on, hurry up, don't stand there."

When Zhang Fei saw that his next opponent might be Zhu Huan, he felt very happy and didn't bother to persuade Zhang He to make trouble, and urged others to draw lots as soon as possible.

"I'll do it." Zhao Yun spoke out, and he smiled and went forward to draw lots.

Zhao Yun slowly drew out his lottery, and saw a number appear on it.

"No. 15!"

When everyone saw this, they were envious.

For such a result, Zhang Fei, the big black-mouthed, could only be speechless.

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "It seems that I am lucky."

"Little Bailong, can I change with you?" Zhang Fei didn't want to swear, and asked Zhao Yun directly.

Zhao Yun shook his head and expressed his refusal.

Of course he won't change this lucky sign, and even if he wants to change it, Liu Zhe will probably not agree.

"It's my turn, I'll do it." Lu Bu spoke out, shook his hand and walked forward to draw lots.

Zhang Fei said to Lu Bu: "Tsk, your opponent is blushing, absolutely!"

Lu Bu ignored Zhang Fei and went straight to draw lots.

"No. 13!"

Lu Bu got his sign number.

"Depend on!"

When Lu Bu drew this lottery, he was stunned for a moment, then screamed angrily.

"Damn it!"

At the same time, another swear word followed closely, which was called by Zhang Fei.

"Ha ha..."

The others were all happy to see this.

Lu Bu is No. 13, which means that his opponent is Zhu Huan. If he defeats Zhu Huan, then his next opponent will be either Zhang Fei or Zhang He.

However, it is still very difficult for Zhang He to win Zhang Fei. The generals under Liu Zhe all know each other's strength. To be honest, it is quite difficult for Zhang He to win Zhang Fei.
Chapter completed!