You teach me ancient martial arts Su Fan heard her words, and suddenly, his expression became strange.

With Su Fan's martial arts attainments, coupled with a lifetime of experience, it is not certain who will teach whom

Jiang Qingrou is so confident,

I'm afraid I don't want to be pressed to the ground by him and rub it

Of course, Su Fan was full of admiration on the surface, and praised Jiang Qingrou: "Amazing, worthy of being an adult." ”

Su Fan deliberately accentuated the word 'president', ridiculing Jiang Qingrou for hiding her identity and not telling him the truth.

Sure enough, Jiang Qingrou's pretty face was slightly drunk, and she said with some shame: "Black Snake, you will also be hateful to others, I will teach you well when I go back, how to respect the female boss!" ”

Between the two, there were several rounds of duels in the boxing ring, all of which were underground societies participating in the Dragon Boxing Tournament, and their most elite Dragon Boxers were not lacking in folk masters who were good at fighting skills, although they were not as good as Jiang Qingrou's ancient martial arts family, but they were also very good.

In the stands outside the locker room, there were constantly enthusiastic cheers, and there were also curses that the underdog was overturned.

After all, underground boxing tournaments are often accompanied by betting, especially the Dragon Boxing Tournament, which is an annual event, which naturally becomes the betting focus of the underground clubs, so to speak, from the first round of the Dragon Boxing Tournament to the final finals, each round is a capital game between the clubs.

However, compared to the excitement in the boxing ring, the two people in the locker room at the moment have a somewhat strange atmosphere.

According to the normal process, after a hearty duel match, the dragon boxer should return to the bathroom of the locker room to take a good bath and change clothes, but Su Fan is also indoors. You can't take a shower in front of him, Jiang Qingrou strips and bathes, right?

This is also too exciting, making Jiang Qing feel red when she thinks about it.

What's more, the relationship between the two is far from that step.

Fortunately, the first round of the ring duel was fought neatly, and Jiang Qingrou didn't sweat much, so she didn't feel uncomfortable, so she simply stayed in the locker room, and spent time with Su Fan.

Finally, when the shouting sound sounded outside the locker room, it was the turn of the [Snake of Destiny] Dragon Fist to play.

Jiang Qingrou breathed a sigh of relief, and waved her hand: "Black Snake, I'm going to play on stage, take a good look at me!" ”

After speaking, Jiang Qingrou twisted her body, turned around and walked into the boxing ring, this time, the audience in the stands did not dare to underestimate this punk girl who was stunning in appearance and made people subconsciously despise, as the heir of the Dongwu Jiang family, this is a thorny night rose.

In the second round, the enemy Jiang Qingrou faced was the dragon boxer of the [Qinghe Brotherhood], a burly strong man, but just as the host announced the start of the duel, in an instant, the burly strong man raised his hands on the spot and directly chose to abstain -

"I throw in the towel!"

This shout was so loud that Jiang Qingrou, who had not yet made a move, couldn't help but be stunned in place.

This. So simply?

Jiang Qingrou looked at the other party in astonishment, never expecting that a strong man who looked burly would admit defeat so simply.

It's just that a big husband can bend and stretch, and fully proves with his actions how low the lower limit of a person's discipline can be.

With the burly man taking the initiative to admit defeat, some of the spectators in the stands also waved the tickets in their hands and cursed his surrender loudly.

Although Jiang Qingrou's winning rate is very high in this game, there are also people who want to hit the luck and deliberately buy unpopular gambling tickets for burly men.

It's a pity that they didn't expect that the burly man would admit defeat on the spot and not drag his feet without delay. It's very painful.

It's like a gambling dog fan who deliberately bets on the underdog in the Football World Cup, but sees that the underdog team selected by his own team is forced to pour seven or eight goals into the championship favorite or in the first half, which is very desperate.

You want to bet on the cold and make a big upset, but the other party just wants to put it on a bad show.

"The Dongwu Jiang family, we respect the ancient martial arts family very much, especially in this era."

"Miss Jiang, I wish you can go to the end."

The burly man hugged his fists at Jiang Qingrou, and after making a martial arts salute, he turned around and jumped off the boxing ring and left without hesitation.

Seeing this situation, the host stepped forward to announce Jiang Qingrou's victory, but the latter was still a little confused, and after returning to the locker room in a daze, he suddenly woke up and complained to Su Fan: "I, I, am a soldier who surrenders without a fight?" ”

"Yes, you are so majestic, President." Su Fan gave her a thumbs up.

Listening to these yin and yang words, Jiang Qingrou rolled her eyes, quite a little, and was so angry that she didn't want to talk.

Because the second round of battle was useless, Jiang Qingrou didn't sweat, and naturally she didn't plan to bathe and change clothes, so the two sat on the bench again, staring at each other, and fell into an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere.

Finally, it was Jiang Qingrou who broke the deadlock:

"Black Snake, don't you think about apprenticeship? I'm a serious Guwu family, and I have a lot to teach you. ”

"Apprenticeship?"

Su Fan's expression was strange, and he suddenly proposed: "Why don't we make a bet, if you win the championship, I will apprentice?" ”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Jiang Qingrou's eyes lit up, and she looked him up and down, just like a skilled hunter saw his favorite prey, and he almost wrote 'I'm going to hunt you' on the door of his head, a high-end hunter who is alive and well.

The next moment, there was another shouting outside the locker room, and it was the turn of the [Snake of Destiny] Dragon Fist to play.

"I'm going up to play first. Don't cheat! ”

Jiang Qingrou was full of confidence, turned around and stepped onto the stage for the third time, but this time, when she saw the enemy, she couldn't help frowning, and faintly, she smelled a trace of blood from the other party's body.

No, something is wrong!

Jiang Qingrou's pupils shrank, and her rich fighting experience made her immediately identify the enemy in this round, which was completely different from the others, although the other party was wearing a sweatshirt and cloak, dressed like a harmless young man from humans and animals.

But in Jiang Qingrou's eyes, the smell of blood entangled on the other party's body was enough to prove everything.

When the host announces the start of the showdown.

- Wow!

The cloaked youth moved, and with a step on his feet, he instantly approached Jiang Qingrou's side, revealing his right arm covered by the cloak, condensed into a fist, and hit Jiang Qingrou's face with a single shot, the latter's face changed slightly, and he raised his arm to block the fist print.

Peng!

A dull sound with a metallic feeling came from Jiang Qingrou's cross-blocked arm, her face was painful, and she was more stunned and puzzled: "Military V-16 metal, this. This is a military prosthetic limb ?! ”

When the cloaked young man heard this, his eyes showed murderous intent, and in the next second, his left hand turned into an elbow and went straight to Jiang Qingrou's throat, as if he wanted to smash his throat and kill the enemy with one blow, but Jiang Qingrou's reaction was a few points faster than him, and at the moment when the cloaked young man acted, her steps were staggered.

In the next moment, Jiang Qingrou walked around the cloaked young man's side in a ghostly manner, raised her knees, and slammed her whip leg.

——Jiangjia Ancient Martial Arts: Wrong Mountain Steps!

This chapter was written early in the morning, washed my feet and slept.

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