A tiny mouthful of blood.

The internal injuries were minor.

There is no way, Mo Qiu is an excellent alchemist, he has already used elixir to refine his body, and he is extremely strong.

Mo Qiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the injury.

in his cognitive range.

From body to heart to soul, he has already belonged to the little master Si Junli.

Not to mention that he was injured, even if he directly wiped his neck to die, he would not hesitate at all.

"Again."

Mo Qiu stared at Jing Xuan with burning eyes and said in a low voice.

Jing Xuan: "!! ”

This opponent doesn't have a hole in his brain..

Just stand still and let yourself fight without defense, and after being punched, you even let yourself come again?

It was probably the weirdest battle he'd ever experienced.

Jing Xuan was a little flustered.

The look in his eyes was slightly confused.

The corner of his eye inadvertently swept towards the viewing seat of the Rilun Pavilion, and it happened to collide with Qianjue's very beautiful and bright fire eyes.

Qianjue looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

Jing Xuan's heart moved.

The softest part of the heart, as if gently swept by the feathers of the Suzaku bird, tickled.

Inspired!

What panic, what is at a loss, all thrown aside!

He's going to win!

No matter what method you use, you must win! Don't let the beauty down!

"Again—"

Jing Xuan turned his head again and looked at his opponent.

Mo Qiu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Please hit me.

Hurry up.

Otherwise, if it is delayed for too long, the little master will be impatient and unhappy, and it will not be good.

The next battle situation can be called dramatic -

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.

Mo Qiu didn't fight back, and Jing Xuan continued to attack.

Mo Qiu was beaten back again and again, blood continued to ooze from the corners of his lips, and there were several bruises and wounds on his body.

Si Junli was off the stage: "......"

The look in his eyes was speechless.

How can there be such a stupid servant in this world?!

Playing match-fixing, you have to pretend to be a little bit, okay? That's embarrassing, isn't it? Didn't you see the audience around you, all squinting at the dead fish eyes, looking at the arena with an equally speechless look?

The whispers around are endless.

"This Mo Qiu deliberately let Emperor Jing do it."

"Mm-hmm, obviously."

"It's also embarrassing for him, I'm afraid he was threatened by Emperor Jing in private, and he has no power and powerless, not as powerful as the monarch of Nanyue Kingdom."

"I guess too, I'm afraid I don't dare to offend Emperor Jing."

"It's greasy."

……

All kinds of malicious speculations emerge one after another.

Si Junli couldn't listen to it anymore, so he transmitted his soul to Mo Qiu, and ordered unhappily: [Fight quickly! 】

[Yes, master!] 】

Then, Mo Qiu really made a quick decision.

He looked at the deacon referee, raised his hand, and shouted, "I admit defeat, this game, I lost." ”

Si Junli: "......"

There is a saying that my mother sells batches, but I don't know whether to say it or not!

Everyone: "......"

This is, even the clumsy acting skills, are you too lazy to perform.

Straightforward enough!

I respect you as a man!

Not only the audience, but even the referee's face was a little unnatural, but after all, he was an old guy, he had never seen any scenes, stretched out his hand, put it to his lips and coughed, cleared his throat, and announced loudly: "In the fourth game, Rilunge Pavilion Jingxuan wins." At this point, the kicking hall match is three to one, and the Rilun Pavilion wins, please defeat the Xingchen Pavilion and hand over half a year's cultivation resources to the Rilun Pavilion. ”

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