After the game, the defeated Li Qingshuang had just walked out of the contestant's channel and met Li Wanqing who came to comfort her with a warm hug, followed by Li Chaolu, Li Xinyu and others.

However, unlike others expected, Li Qingshuang did not seem to be sad or depressed, but there was a faint smile on her face.

Such an open-minded attitude surprised many people, and they guessed that it was a severe blow that affected their mental health.

Li Wanqing suggested seriously, "So, I need to use external breasts, oh, is it wrong, will the heart massage be used to condition you?"

Li Qingshuang's face turned slightly red, and she smiled and said, "Okay, Sister Wanqing, I really don't matter. Although it is indeed a bit embarrassing to be hit outside the court with a punch. However, this battle has really gained a lot. I thought that Shuanghan could use one sword and could still last until the frost layer melts, but I didn't expect that the other party had such a way to break tricks with strength. I thought the Qian family was too simple before the game. After all, it was a favorite to win the championship with more than one level of true energy level than me. The level of martial arts and physical magic powers are not comparable to me. How could I think that with the sword intent of Shuanghan with one hand and one sword, I had the idea of ​​being arrogant. Who wouldn't lose if I didn't lose? After I went back, I will carefully summarize the experience and lessons of this competition and make improvements to live up to your guidance during this period."

Li Wanqing said in surprise: "My God, Qingshuang, do you know that you are as dazzling as the little sun now?"

"No, actually, these truths have been emphasized to me many times before the game, but I didn't visit the arena and didn't personally compete with opponents who were much better than me. It would be difficult to truly understand their good words. If I say this, I should also thank Brother Qian Ye for waking me up without any reservation."

"Qingshuang, you, your popularity continues to increase. I can't hold you anymore..."

Li Wanqing deliberately showed a look of pain, as if she was overwhelmed by a passionate righteous spirit, but her arms were completely unwilling to relax.

Li Qingshuang didn't struggle, but just smiled and said, "Sister Wanqing, you're joking again, but you're just telling the truth. I really don't feel anything to be frustrated and sad. The gap in strength is so big, so defeat is inevitable. At most, I'm just a little regretful. I'll stop at the top 32, but I can't experience the exciting things behind myself."

The Qingyun Competition is an opportunity for many young monks to transform and sublimate.

Although there are always no shortage of senior teachers in the family and sects who are of a profound level and good at guiding newcomers, the training battles and actual combat on the arena have completely different moods and different gains.

Of course, when it comes to actual combat improvement, the arena battle is naturally not as good as joining the border and strangling the chaotic creatures, but the kind of improvement that goes without returning is obviously a feast that only rebirths and time travelers are qualified to enjoy...

"Anyway, my journey to the Qingyun Competition ends here. I can only sit in the audience to applaud you. Sister Wanqing and Sister Qingming, work harder and get the championship trophy back as soon as possible."

While Li Wanqing, Li Chaolu and others were busy comforting Li Qingshuang, Wang Jiu and Shen Qingming quietly left the court and came to the training room next to the main stadium in advance to do a simple warm-up.

Because in the next game, it was Chen Qingming's turn to play.

And her opponent didn't allow her to rely on Wang Jiu's remote control and didn't care.

In Wang Jiu's words, this time, the opponent is no less than that of a favorite like Qian Ye and Lu Fangchen.

Therefore, even if you don’t do too much pre-work, you must at least do enough warm-up exercises.

"...But, according to your opinion, if I face Qian Ye or Lu Fangchen, I just need to do a warm-up to win? Isn't it a joke? Did you see that Qian Ye's golden man transformed just now? When he completely turned into a golden man, his offense and defense attributes exploded and I couldn't break his defense at all."

Wang Jiu explained: "Don't underestimate your potential. It's not difficult to further release your energy. It's not difficult to defeat the Golden Man's Armor."

"...The difficulty is how to walk out of the arena after releasing energy!? Yesterday when I was fighting the Black Crow, you told me that I just needed to release my potential simply, but my entire arm was broken!"

Wang Jiu thought about it and had to say cliché: "There are 206 bones in the human body."

"And I was at most more than 1,000 yuan! You, a white-board stupid sword, give me an excuse!"

"Well, the human body has 639 muscles..."

"I'm sorry I was wrong. Please at least let go of the muscles, they are still children."

While chatting and laughing, Wang Jiu had helped Chen Qingming do a complete set of warm-up movements, effectively expanding the number of bones and muscles in a short period of time, and successfully allowed other players who were still warming up in the training room to retreat with a nasty look.

When there were only two people left in the room, Chen Qingming finally said with some disconfidence: "Ajiu, can I really go all the way until the championship? No, I am not doubting your ability. I have been together for so long, and I knew you were really amazing. However, looking at the other players who have been preparing for the battle seriously and even planning for ten years for the competition for more than ten years, I always feel that the championship I won in this way is really worthy of. And don't you think this is encouraging everyone to take advantage of the opportunity? Even though you don't have any real skills, you rely on external help to defeat those who have worked hard and paid..."

"Strange." Wang Jiu said, "Why do you feel this way?"

"What, what's wrong?" Chen Qingming was a little puzzled.

"With your IQ index, you shouldn't have such sentimental emotions."

"Wang Jiu! One day! Even if there is only one day, can you not despise my IQ? And I have been tolerant of you for more than half a year, and I must tell you here! The IQ test program you designed back then was simply stupid! If you do it again, it will definitely not be the same result!"

Wang Jiuqi said: "Even a pig, he would not fall into the same mud pit twice. You are..."

"I want to say... Forget it, I'm just stupid anyway, so just say whatever you want."

Wang Jiu said: "I'm not trying to despise your IQ, but I want to say, are the thoughts you just now really from yourself?"

"Eh?" Chen Qingming was stunned at first when he heard this, and then was shocked, "You mean..."

Wang Jiu nodded and said, "This is a very common tactical application. It targets the opponent's weaknesses and weakens its strength in all aspects before the game. Those who like women will give him juicer, those who like delicious food will feed him raw meat that is difficult to digest. Those who like money will suppress his stocks before the game and make his assets turbulent..."

Chen Qingming swallowed: "That's why I..."

"Yes, for those who are stupid, just use morality to suppress her."

"Hello!"

"Because only fools will be able to stir up the fluctuations in their inner moral sense in just a few words before the game." Wang Jiu explained seriously, "Generally speaking, only if the IQ index is higher than 4.2 can you effectively immunize this tactic."

"I'm so sorry for your expectations only at 3.3!" Chen Qingming bit his lip angrily, and then his attention turned back to not long ago.

As Wang Jiu expected, the problem in her heart did not appear out of thin air... but was heard by others by chance.

Just yesterday, after the game, when leaving the contestant's passage, a girl dressed in a staff member ran over enthusiastically, claiming to be a loyal fan of Chen Qingming, and gave a bottle of valuable nectar spirit drink, and then asked Chen Qingming to sign her name.

It was not the first time Chen Qingming experienced this kind of thing, so he agreed readily. However, after signing the name, he heard the other party sigh that made her a little unhappy.

"Ah, I really envy Miss Chen for being born with a deep blessing. She doesn't need to work hard to defeat those who have worked hard to practice. I also hope to have the blessing of Miss Chen."

Chen Qingming frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Do you think I don't deserve the current results?"

"How could that happen? Miss Chen misunderstood. I just simply expressed my admiration. It's so frustrating that I misunderstood you."

The staff member's apology was particularly sincere, and Chen Qingming had to sigh and expose the matter.

"Well, okay."

However, now I think about it, how suspicious the staff member looks at it!

Thinking of this, Chen Qingming couldn't help but get angry.

"I knew that Qian Yue, that despicable guy, would definitely use some conspiracy to plot against me! I just didn't expect that she was so despicable!"

Wang Jiu asked: "Are you referring to the fact that you use your IQ defects to get you into a sense of unnecessary guilt?"

"...You don't need to explain so carefully! In short, after you come on stage later, remember to help me use all my strength to beat up that sinister bitch Qian Yue!"

Wang Jiu hesitated and said, "Well, it's a bit inappropriate to call him a sinister bitch?"

Chen Qingming was a little angry: "What? Do you still want to talk to her?"

"No, it's not bad to say this in front of others."

"Who is it..." Chen Qingming was stunned before he finished speaking, because Yu Guang had already seen the entrance of the practice room, Qian Yue was looking at him with a look of tears, and watery eyes were looking at him.

"I thought, I didn't expect that in the eyes of Sister Qingming, I was so unbearable. Obviously, I didn't do anything, but I was suspected of it as if it was... "

Chen Qingming was confused when he heard it. Indeed, as Qian Yue said, everything is only in the stage of suspicion, and he has no real evidence... It is indeed too rude to just insist that he is a bitch and even speak in front of him.

"That, sorry, I might have misunderstood you."

Qian Yue wiped away her tears and Zhan Yan smiled: "It's okay, after all, I'm your loyal fan."

"Uh, thank you?"

"By the way, is the Ganlu Spirit Drink good?"

"It's you!"

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Chapter completed!