[Dominate the Imperial Academy] A domineering and violent punch strikes [82]
Qing Wu really thought highly of her.
Di Qinglian's bright face was full of anger.
What does this mean? She came to the ring not just to hunt deep into the Tianshan Mountains. Her real purpose was to compete in the ring, torture that little bitch severely, and kick her out of the Imperial Academy.
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If she doesn't show up, what's the point?
"Elder Ouyang, I don't like to win without a fight, I will continue to wait." Her voice was cold, and the evil spirit in her eyes made the people in the audience even more excited.
"Come on, Xiao Qing Lian." The crowd was buzzing, and some people started shouting, cheering for Di Qing Lian.
Di Qinglian's eyes were cold, and he looked in the direction of the courtyard door with a noble and cold expression. In his heart, he had tortured the person who had not appeared for a long time countless times.
"Zhong Xiaoxiao is here." An excited voice sounded from the outfield.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and from time to time, the crowd parted automatically like a tide, standing on both sides, leaving a small path for Zhong Xiaoxiao.
Zhong Xiaoxiao changed her clothes. She changed her light blue skirt into clean trousers. Her long hair was simply pulled into a man's bun. Her small face was cold and stern, without any makeup, but she looked as if she was green.
The lotus blooms, clean and elegant, yet proud and rugged.
Her hands are green and green, and her steps are graceful. The gentle breeze blows, and the hair falling down on her temples is gently lifted up, adding a bit of playfulness.
The red lips are lightly raised, as crystal clear as jade.
The people present were almost holding their breath and concentrating. Whether they had seen it or not, they couldn't take their eyes away.
They have never taken a closer look at this woman, who is called the third type of person.
But he never thought that she would be as beautiful as Qing Lian, the flower emperor of the Imperial Academy.
Di Qinglian stood on the ring, the anger in his eyes became even deeper.
Apart from seducing men, what else would this born bitch do?
"Miss Zhong, where have you been? You were almost disqualified from the competition!" A handsome, gentle and elegant man emerged from the crowd. He ignored the eyes of everyone, either admiring or jealous, and walked up to Zhong Xiaoxiao.
in front of.
"How's it going? Did you win?" Zhong Xiaoxiao's stern little face revealed a faint smile the moment he saw Dongfang Tianyu.
The people who were intoxicated one after another slashed at Dongfang Tianyu with their angry eyes.
The person who was lying down and shot did not have any consciousness of being bullied, and still looked at Zhong Xiaoxiao with a gentle smile.
"Thanks to you, we narrowly won." There was no trace of pride on his face, and deep in his eyes, there was deep gratitude.
She saved him time and time again. If it weren't for the person in front of him, he wouldn't be qualified to enter the Imperial Academy.
The deeper the gratitude, the deeper the admiration.
He was very happy in his heart, even if he was just an ordinary friend, he was so lucky to be able to stand beside such a woman.
"You have to be careful." Although he knew that the person in front of him was more powerful than he thought, there was still a bit of worry in his eyes.
"We'll see." She whispered, her eyes twinkling like stars in the sky full of confidence.
After that, he walked straight to the ring, jumped lightly, and stood in front of Di Qinglian.
Elder Ouyang's cold expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years twitched slightly, and he spoke coldly to the two people on the field. "The game begins, remember, until the point is clicked."
In the center of the field, there are two women. One is noble and cool, the other is delicate and charming.
But the two pairs of eyes were similar in their coldness, which made people's hearts tremble.
"Let's take action!" Zhong Xiaoxiao said calmly, with a calm tone and no emotion.
Di Qinglian's cold eyes flashed with anger. She could no longer hold her breath and was too lazy to speak. She raised her right hand domineeringly and swept away the wind of her fist.
The fist filled with spiritual power violently attacked Zhong Xiaoxiao like a tiger descending from a mountain. The strong wind caught one wave after another, and suddenly there was a howling of ghosts and wolves on the field, which was extremely terrifying.
"It's the Di family's secret skill, the Tyrannical Tiger Fist." Someone in the audience exclaimed. Unexpectedly, Di Qinglian was known to strike hard from the moment he was born. If he couldn't dodge this punch, he would have lost half his life.
On the court, the petite Zhong Xiaoxiao looked even more fragile and lonely, which made people pity.
Dressed in a white dress that outshone the snow, she looked like a delicate little flower, standing pretty in the strong wind and waves, which made the people in the audience who were just watching the show feel itchy in their hearts and couldn't help but want to take action to protect her.
"Damn it." Xuanyuan Che, who had just rushed out of the courtyard, raised his head and saw such a thrilling scene.
Fourth brother, it’s true that he never faints, but he fainted at this critical moment.
I don’t know where the outer dean has gone?
In this Imperial Academy, who else can stop this madman?
He flew up almost instantly, trying to save Zhong Xiaoxiao, who was standing alone on the stage and seemed to have no resistance. He jumped into the air, but was violently pulled back.
"Di Qingchen, please let me go." He lowered his head and saw that it was Di Qingchen who was holding his calf. Xuanyuan Che's eyes were filled with anger.
What do these people of the Imperial family think? They all fear that the world will not be in chaos.
Xuanyuan Che had forgotten that he was once among those who feared that the world would be in chaos in this Imperial Academy.
"Xuanyuan Che, are you going to take action against your fiancée?" Di Qingchen looked at the field from the corner of his eyes, his voice was cold, and he held Xuanyuan Che's hand without relaxing at all.
"Di Qingchen, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude." Xuanyuan Che's tone was cold and stern, and he looked at the ring with a somewhat nervous expression.
"Oh, I would like to see an illegitimate child, how can I be so rude to you?" Di Qingchen's voice was frivolous, but his handsome face was made even more indifferent by Xuanyuan Che.
"What do you want?" Xuanyuan Che angrily kicked Di Qingchen away and fell to the ground. He stepped forward and picked up his collar, almost gritting his teeth.
"I don't think so? I was just thinking about how much trouble this news would cause in the Imperial College." Di Qingchen was so busy that he ignored the embarrassed look on his face as he was being grabbed by Xuanyuan Che, and just spoke in an understatement.
"Xuanyuan Che, does it seem like your love is nothing more than this?" Seeing Xuanyuan Che's angry expression, Di Qingchen only added fuel to the fire.
As soon as these words came out, Xuanyuan Che was stunned.
Love? He loves Zhong Xiaoxiao?
He suddenly remembered all the actions he had taken after entering the academy, and suddenly he was so excited that he threw Di Qingchen away.
Why does he have a bad feeling? If the fourth brother knew about it, he wouldn't be so angry that he would strangle himself to death!
"Wow..." Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd.
Xuanyuan Che and Di Qingchen looked at the stage almost at the same time.
I saw Di Qinglian's Tiger Fist violently attacking Zhong Xiaoxiao, blowing her snow-white clothes.
And that delicate figure, with an indifferent expression and slightly raised red lips, did not pay attention to the person in front of her at all.
Her petite body was motionless, her slender hands slightly raised, and everyone couldn't even tell when she made her move.
I saw Di Qinglian's precise fist, as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and punched the thick wooden floor hard.