If you don't die, you won't die, does this kid want to die? Unexpectedly blind and Chairman Cui Ping in the ring? Does he think he's not miserable enough? Everyone felt that Qin Le was licking blood from the knife edge, and he couldn't help himself. Of course, it also includes members of the Chinese Wushu Association.

"What the hell is he doing?" Ling Xuan couldn't help frowning.

"He can't be blinded by Chairman Choi, right?" A group of students in the audience had a lot of discussions, and they all thought that Qin Le was killing himself.

In fact, it is very easy to understand that Cui Ping can be called the most capable samurai in Shao'an University, the president of the Taekwondo Association, and he is tall and strong. Compared with Cui Ping, Qin Le is simply short and thin, and he doesn't see any chance of winning against Cui Ping, the key is that he still wants to fight Cui Ping blindfolded.

Cui Ping smiled contemptuously and said: "Although I know that you are doomed, but you are like this, it is too disgraceful for me to win, untie the red cloth!" ”

"No, I can still win you blindfolded." Qin Le replied, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, the red cloth that Qin Le tied would not block Qin Le's vision, on the contrary, Qin Le could still see the things around him clearly through the red cloth, and he did this completely to pretend to be handsome. Others don't know, they think that he is covered with a red cloth and can't see anything, so they think that he is underwhelmed and beaten.

"Alright then, I'm not going to show mercy." Cui Ping thought in her heart, Qin Le was so arrogant and domineering, if she couldn't teach him a good lesson in front of Wang Yuyu, she would definitely look down on her own ability.

At this moment, Qin Le was wearing a pair of black "King Kong" gloves, a pair of white "Wushuang" socks on his feet, and a red cloth tied on his head. The "King Kong" gloves were only allowed to be worn on stage after being inspected by the person in charge of the competition, and these gloves are very light and thin, so how could you think of what kind of magic weapon this is? However, no one asked him to take off the "unequaled" socks that Qin Le was wearing, probably because he was afraid of Qin Le's athlete's foot.

The race has begun, and the tension is at its peak.

"Cui Ping, come on! Come on, Cui Ping! ……”

"The Taekwondo Association will win!"

"Cui Ping will win!"

It's another one-sided voice, and occasionally Ye Wei's shouts can be heard from the sound, although it doesn't play a role in winning or losing, but it's better than nothing. Qin Le kept the cheers of support for him firmly in his heart.

Cui Ping clenched his fists, took a good stance, and prepared to attack Qin Le. There was no way, Qin Le blindfolded his eyes with a red cloth, he couldn't see anything, Cui Ping was anxious to solve the battle quickly, so he naturally had to strike first, but he didn't have the patience to wait for Qin Le to cross the river by touching the stones.

Thunderbolt, Cui Ping rushed down to Qin Le with a cut of his head, and the whole person instantly jumped high and kicked Qin Le in the chest.

"Ahh So handsome! Seeing Cui Ping make a move, several brainless fans couldn't help but scream loudly with excitement.

"What?!!! How can it be!!!! Cui Ping actually pounced.

Everyone was stunned! Cover your mouth. An expression of disbelief. Before Cui Ping could react, Qin Le had already rushed behind Cui Ping like lightning.

What happened? It's so fast! There was not even time to blink an eye, and Qin Le moved from Cui Ping's front to his rear in an instant.

Cui Ping's reaction was also quite fast, but unfortunately, when he reacted, the moment he turned around, Qin Le used his hands wearing "King Kong" gloves to send two heavy punches in a row to Cui Ping's abdomen and chest.

The strength of the "King Kong" glove is about five times the strength of ordinary people, Qin Le didn't exert all his strength, but it was enough to put Cui Ping down.

Even though Cui Ping is a practitioner, he may be able to defeat ten with one, but! He had absolutely no way to resist the fists of five people in the same moment, not to mention that Qin Le's punch was with a pair of hands, which was full of the power of ten people!

Before Cui Ping could resist, the whole person was knocked down under the ring by Qin Le's "King Kong" heavy punch.

The audience was silent!

Cui Ping's whole person fell five feet away from the ring.

Blindfolded! Everyone was blindfolded, Cui Ping's back fell on the floor, he couldn't move, he wanted to get up, but found that his whole body was in severe pain, and there was no way to get up again.

Just two punches, that's right, Qin Le only sent two punches, and Cui Ping was like being rampaged to the floor by a high-speed car, and even almost hit the audience.

The audience was stunned for a while, no one made a sound, staring at Chairman Cui Ping who fell to the ground in disbelief, and then at Qin Le, who was blindfolded on the stage and pretending to be nothing.

"The Chinese Wushu Association will win! Qin Le will win! The Chinese Wushu Association will win! Cui Ping came back to his senses and almost roared at the sky! The sound can be described as earth-shattering.

Leading the Chinese Wushu Association to defeat the Taekwondo Association is his biggest dream since he came to Shao'an University for a few years! Although it is a competition organized by students privately, it is not an official organization of the school. When he knew that Qin Le had faced Cui Ping in the last game, he had already given up hope, but he didn't expect that Qin Le would knock out Cui Ping with only two punches, this kind of mood, needless to say, must be able to understand.

Cui Ping ignored the eyes of the world, roared recklessly, cried with joy, and let the tears flow down his face.

"Hurry up guy!" Li Wei told the little followers around him.

I saw a few small followers who looked like students, picking up the loudspeaker and shouting slogans.

"Qin Le will win! The Chinese Wushu Association will win! Qin Le will win! Qin Le will win! "A few of the little followers brought by Li Wei will not be able to send charcoal in the snow, but the icing on the cake is done with ease.

And the cheerleaders on the side of the Taekwondo Association were obviously stupid, they all thought that Cui Ping was going to blow up Qin Le's chrysanthemum in minutes, and they were not ready for Cui Ping to be knocked out with two punches, and now Cui Ping lost so badly that he didn't know how to shout and cheer.

Several members of the Taekwondo Association rushed up and gathered around Cui Ping, paying attention to Cui Ping's injury.

Wang Yuyu didn't move, she was stunned, staring at Qin Le in a daze with incredible eyes.

Ling Xuan couldn't speak, she only knew that she looked at Qin Le stupidly.

"It's horrible! Xiaoxuan...... Are you sure he's not a Super Saiyan? Xia Qianqian patted Ling Xuan's arm and said.

"Now I announce that the winning team in the 3rd Shao'an University Ring Competition is the Chinese Wushu Association!" As the host spoke, he raised Qin Le's hand high.

The members of the Chinese Wushu Association went completely crazy, yelling like chickens and blood, like wild horses galloping back and forth.

Qin Le let go of the male host's hand, removed the red cloth tied to his head, and patrolled Ye Wei's figure with his eyes.

At this time, Ye Wei did not shout at the release, but looked at Qin Le with affection, a pair of tender eyes like water, melting Qin Le.

Qin Le remembered what he had said to Ye Wei before the game, if he won, he would ask Ye Wei to be his girlfriend, but Ye Wei did not agree or object at that time.

Cui Ping was already crazy, he hugged and celebrated when he saw people, and he was even more enthusiastic when he saw Qin Le, Qin Le ignored him and pushed him away directly, Qin Le thought he was walking very handsomely, his steps were chic and swaying, and he walked towards Ye Wei in the audience by himself, Ye Wei was also looking at him, there was expectation in her eyes, and she seemed to be shy.