It turns out that she really didn't mean to laugh!

Chopin suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart, and the next second the whole person was punched and flew out.

Jiang Quinoa deliberately controlled his strength, did not knock him down from the tournament platform, and rushed in front of Chopin before he stabilized his body, and swung his fist again.

At this time, she no longer has to hide the secrets of her physical body, after all, she still has the sword intent as her hole card in the end.

So she exerted her physical strength to the fullest, and the speed of her fist produced countless ghosts.

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Poor Chopin was like a rag doll, which was used as a human punching bag by ginger quinoa.

He lost the opportunity at the beginning, and now he can only retreat again and again, and every time he wants to resist, the spiritual power in his body will be scattered by Jiang Quinoa's punch.

At this time, his mouth was full of blood, and his face was swollen into a pig's head, red and blue, and it was colorful and beautiful.

Chopin's eyes were so swollen that they narrowed into slits, and there was only fear in their small eyes.

He was tall, but at the moment, in front of the delicate Jiang Quinoa, he looked like a little chick who was only allowed to be rounded and flattened, looking very helpless and pitiful.

Most of the disciples in the audience were stunned, especially when they saw that Jiang Quinoa's small body actually had such a powerful power hidden, and their mouths opened wide in surprise.

The disciples who originally thought that Jiang Quinoa was as weak as Fuliu changed their cognition, and the eyes that looked at Jiang Quinoa turned into admiration and fear.

"Heh, this kid must have offended the girl."

Feng Xun crossed his legs and said casually.

The other bigwigs have watched Jiang Quinoa's several competitions and know that she is not acting in this style, and they all agree with Feng Xun's statement.

She clearly controlled her strength, otherwise Chopin would have been kicked off the stage long ago.

"Hmm!"

Chopin was knocked to the ground again, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and flowing down his collar.

He saw Jiang Quinoa approaching again through his eyes, and although his body was already overwhelmed, he still hurriedly got up.

But as soon as he stood firm, he kicked him again, and with a bang he fell down again, and his face made intimate contact with the ground.

"Poof!"

Chopin vomited blood again, pain swept through his body again, and his mental defense line had completely collapsed.

His hands were already broken, and now even his right leg was broken, and the pain in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

He couldn't remember how many times he had been defeated......

Knowing that he had lost completely, and if he continued like this, it would only be more painful, so he spit out three words with difficulty:

"I ...... Throw in the towel......"

The black boots stopped before his eyes, and there was no more movement, which made his hanging heart relax.

The huge pressure was mixed with the grinding pain and the embarrassment after admitting defeat, and he couldn't help but faint anymore.

There was only one thought in his mind before he fainted.

Women are terrible......

"Jiang Quinoa wins!"

Li You appeared on the competition platform, and immediately after announcing the results, he squatted down and fed Chopin the pill.

His vital signs are very stable, Jiang Quinoa seems to be extremely heavy, but in fact he is very measured, and he did not really hurt his foundation, obviously his subordinates showed mercy.

Li You looked back at Jiang Quinoa and said with a gentle smile: "You go down to rest first and prepare for the final competition." ”

"Yes."

Jiang Quinoa hugged his fists and jumped off the competition platform, and was directly surrounded by a group of disciples, and his excited appearance frightened the monkeys.

Jiang Quinoa was also taken aback, and it was the first time she was surrounded by people, which made her very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Su Yue stood up to relieve the siege, which gave her time to recover her spiritual power.

In fact, she didn't use her spiritual power at all in this competition, but she still closed her eyes and rested for a while.

And Su Yue was by her side, ensuring that she would not be disturbed by other disciples.

Soon the time came to the most tense moment, and the final competition of this big competition began immediately.

At this time, the sky was almost dark, and the clouds had risen in the sky, and half of the setting sun was hidden.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the two people on the stage, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

Shen Qingluo in the stands was in a complicated mood at the moment, and her mind was full of emotions.

Because she found that Jiang Quinoa was not the same as the appearance described in the book, except for the five spirit roots, the rest were all the same.

Her strength is tough, her eyes are resolute, and she acts freely and handsomely, where is the White Lotus described in the book?

Shen Qingluo was a little confused, what was that book she had read?

"Senior Sister Jiang, please!"

"Senior Sister Su, please!"

Jiang Quinoa and Su Yue looked at each other and smiled, and after being polite, they did not make the first move, but looked at each other vigilantly.

The smile had disappeared from the eyes of the two of them, replaced by the determination to win.

Suddenly, Su Yue moved.

She soared into the air, and a pair of fiery red wings were born behind her whole person.

She swooped down in the direction of Jiang Quinoa, and in the next moment, the phantom of a peacock appeared around her, and she pounced on Jiang Quinoa in unison.

The air was stirred, and the aura on the stage was disordered, and Jiang Quinoa felt a burst of hot air sweeping towards her, carrying a thick evil aura.

Her eyes changed slightly, and she raised her scimitar and waved it lightly at Su Yue.

Countless sword qi formed a formation, colliding with the fiery red peacock that pounced on it.

"Boom!"

Jiang Quinoa snorted lightly, and immediately detonated the formation.

"Boom!"

The competition platform suddenly fell into a sea of explosions, and the fire and the power of the explosion rushed towards the defensive formation at the same time, causing ripples in the defensive formation.

Su Yue retreated from the explosion circle, and the wings behind her back had disappeared.

She didn't pause, and her figure disappeared in a flash.

Jiang Quinoa had long known that she was extraordinary, and her body was covered by the power of thunder and lightning, forming a layer of protective power.

Suddenly, a large palm slapped at her, and there was a faint hidden power.

She raised her hand and slammed it forward, knocking the other man out of the way, and she herself took a few steps backwards before stopping.

Su Yue rolled and stabilized her figure and fell back onto the stage, pinched her hands together, and a water Jiao suddenly appeared in the air, roaring towards her.

This scene reminded Jiang Qu of the disciples of the Dragon Palace, and their best move was this.

She raised her scimitar, flew into the air, and slashed at the head of the water dragon.

"Roar!"

Shui Jiao let out an angry roar, swinging his body and scattering all the sword qi in the blink of an eye, all of which dissipated into the air.

Su Yue had been standing on the stage controlling Shui Jiao, and was about to attack further, but saw Jiang Qu swinging his fist and smashing down on Shui Jiao's head.

The speed of her punch was so fast that dozens of afterimages were pulled up in a moment, and then landed on Shui Jiao's head.

"Roar!"

I only heard Shui Jiao's roar, and a burst of fishy sweetness suddenly surged in her throat, and the whole person retreated back again and again.

Shui Jiao was scattered by Jiang Quinoa's punch, turned into countless raindrops and sprinkled on the stage, and was quickly baked clean by the flames drawn by Jiang Quinoa.

In just a few breaths, the two of them had already made great moves, and the disciples in the audience cheered again and again.

(End of chapter)

Lewen