The blindfold that Xiao Feng needed was quickly delivered into his hands. He glanced at Wei Shuai: "Do I need to assemble it with my back turned?"

The moment he said those words, the whole place erupted!

"So arrogant, Wei Shuai, show him the strength of our police team."

"Go, handsome! I'll wash your socks for this month if you win."

"Come on, come on!"

At this moment, seeing Xiao Feng almost becoming the public enemy, Miao Yueqian frowned slightly, looking at Xiao Feng's calm expression with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Wei Shuai was also a bit irritated. As the best performer in the police team's training, he had his pride and could not stand being looked down upon by Xiao Feng.

Unbeknownst to him, what Xiao Feng aimed to do was to shatter his pride and teach him the meaning of 'There's always someone better'!

"No need!" Wei Shuai mumbled, "Bring me a blindfold too. I don't have the habit of gaining advantage."

"Alright!" Someone in the crowd shouted, followed by a round of applause, at least in terms of momentum, already having an overwhelming advantage over Xiao Feng.

At this moment, Wang Lubo waved and shouted, "Go, Brother Xiao!"

Everyone paused their actions, staring dumbfounded at Wang Lubo. Cheering for his romantic rival, had he gone mad?

As the referee's whistle blew, Wei Shuai and Xiao Feng simultaneously started to take action.

It was evident that Wei Shuai was quite clever. Although he said he didn't take advantage, he placed the gun parts in the positions he usually trained in, unlike Xiao Feng, who scattered the parts randomly.

At this moment, hearing the cheering around him, Wei Shuai felt fully motivated, his hands moving swiftly.

However, just as he assembled the fifth part, about to finish the outline, the applause and cheers suddenly ceased, as if the world had paused for a moment.

Simultaneously, Xiao Feng's calm voice came through: "Done!"

The ending whistle blew immediately. Wei Shuai tore off his blindfold and looked at the fully assembled gun on Xiao Feng's table in shock.

He turned around, looking at his teammates, who were all in a daze, not feeling defeated but profoundly astonished!

Did someone really finish nearly twice as fast as he did?!

Xiao Feng removed his blindfold and then leisurely began to dismantle the gun with one hand. He looked at Wei Shuai and smiled, "Do you want to check if there are any missing parts?"

Wei Shuai shook his head. There were only a few parts; it was easy to see at a glance. But he still found it hard to believe.

Everyone turned their eyes to the referee, who was staring blankly at the stopwatch in his hand. It took a while for him to react: "I declare the competition over, Xiao Feng wins, his time is..."

The referee swallowed unnaturally, then raised the stopwatch in his hand to show everyone: "Two seconds fifty-nine."

The audience fell into a deathly silence. Only then did everyone realize that when Xiao Feng said he could assemble the gun with his back turned, he wasn't just bluffing; he really had the confidence!

Miao Yueqian took a deep breath, a hint of delight flashing in her eyes. She knew her intuition was right. Xiao Feng was more than just a minor consultant at the police station.

"Well done, Brother Xiao!" Wang Lubo gave a thumbs-up, secretly sighing in relief; the ten grand spent wasn't in vain!

Everyone's brains were hurting. This kind of abnormal person cheering for a rival, can you just shut up?

"What's next?" Xiao Feng asked lightly.

Wei Shuai pondered for a moment and made a decision: "Let's compete in martial arts!"

"Martial arts is what Wei Shuai is best at. Plus, his family owns a martial arts gym, and he's been practicing boxing since childhood. I refuse to believe that kid can still win," a police officer grumbled.

"Go Wei Shuai, get it together; you'll make it this time!"

The cheers continued, but clearly lacked the overwhelming momentum from the first round. However, it was evident that the police officers still had confidence in Wei Shuai.

Of course, this was understandable. In a fight, the advantage in physique was quite evident. Wei Shuai was 1.9 meters tall, about five centimeters taller than Xiao Feng, with solid muscles compared to a seemingly leaner Xiao Feng.

Moreover, having grown up in a martial arts gym, Wei Shuai's advantage was significantly greater than Xiao Feng's.

This assessment wasn't unfounded. Just like sumo wrestlers are as bulky as pigs; who has ever seen a skinny person doing sumo? That would be suicidal!

"I'll let you use one hand!" Xiao Feng said with no fear, with his right hand held behind his back.

This move once again stirred up discontent among the police officers. Allowing one hand was one thing, but letting him use his right hand?!

Generally, apart from left-handed people, the vast majority are stronger with their right hand than their left. But that's not the point. The point is how Xiao Feng's contemptuous demeanor towards his opponent was infuriating!

"Come on, handsome! Show him some real power!"

"The pride of our police team is all on you now, get our dignity back."

Shouts echoed across the training ground. It could be said that Xiao Feng had completely squandered all the goodwill he'd built up before.

Xiao Feng knew this well, but he found it amusing. He was just better than Wei Shuai; why pretend to be humble?

This time, Wei Shuai didn't refuse Xiao Feng's offer to use only one hand and didn't follow Xiao Feng's example of relinquishing a hand. He simply turned the irritation of being looked down upon into motivation, determined to regain his pride!

The referee blew his whistle, and Wei Shuai on the ring immediately assumed a stance, with a heavy punch in the back, slowly moving his position, trying to find a flaw, then deliver a thunderous blow.

Xiao Feng, with his right hand behind his back, stood straight, looking like a master cut off from the world.

Wei Shuai's eyes were locked onto Xiao Feng, not wanting to miss any detail. Having grown up in a martial arts gym, he had long mastered the skill of predicting his opponent's moves from their actions.

However, Xiao Feng's immobility gave him an impenetrable feeling. He tried two probing moves, but the opponent remained unmoved, as if anticipating his feints.

The next moment, Wei Shuai gathered his strength and leaped to Xiao Feng's side, simultaneously punching directly towards Xiao Feng's temple.

Xiao Feng stepped back, his left hand lightly pushing, but Wei Shuai was forced to retreat several steps, his footfalls on the wooden platform making a string of sounds.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Wei Shuai retreated five steps before barely stabilizing himself, his expression towards Xiao Feng turning incredibly serious.

To outsiders, that punch seemed deadly, but in reality, it was still a probe. From the strength of Xiao Feng's push, Wei Shuai had already concluded that his opponent's strength was at least not inferior to his own.

If strength wasn't sufficient, then victory would have to rely on speed.

With this in mind, Wei Shuai suddenly changed the rhythm of his footwork, as agile as tap dancing. While his body swayed, he quickly approached Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng was a bit surprised; changing moves while switching footwork, it seemed this police elite was indeed a skilled practitioner.

However, Xiao Feng had no patience to continue waiting, swinging his fist towards Wei Shuai's neck.

Wei Shuai's eyes lit up; this was the moment he'd been waiting for Xiao Feng to make a move. Now that the opportunity had finally come, he immediately lowered his body, grabbing Xiao Feng's arm while his rapid step already reached Xiao Feng's shoulder, a standard over-the-shoulder throw position.

Everyone's eyes showed joy. According to the rules, whoever hit the ground first would lose; this over-the-shoulder throw should be enough to determine the winner!

Even if Wei Shuai fell, he'd still be Wei Shuai, the top name in the police team...

His train of thought stopped there because everyone saw that Wei Shuai couldn't throw Xiao Feng. Two consecutive exertions led to the same result.

"What the heck!" Someone exclaimed: "Did that guy glue himself to the ground?"

"It's not impossible; otherwise, why did he stand still after getting on stage?"

At this moment, Xiao Feng had already grabbed Wei Shuai's collar with his left hand and then threw him to the side. Wei Shuai flew out like a rag doll, hitting the edge of the platform's guard. With a "bang!" he crashed hard onto the platform.

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