Jian You jumped off the stage and ran back to Jing Tian'er. Jing Tian'er took a big towel to wipe his sweat. He lowered his head and rubbed his cheek on Jing Tian'er's hand like a puppy.
The girls had never seen the cold and evil You Shao act so cute and coquettish. Their eyes were so wide that they didn't want to miss even the slightest expression, and their voices were so excited that they almost screamed hoarse.
The third scene was about Hoss against that girl. Hoss underestimated his opponent. He was always thinking about how to take advantage of that girl with a very good figure without leaving a trace. In the end, he was accidentally knocked off the stage by a feint from the girl.
Go ahead and lose sadly.
He stood in the audience for a long time before accepting the fact that he had lost. He touched his nose and returned to the team angrily. He opened his arms and hoped that his teammates would give him a loving hug. In the end, what he got was one person and one kick.
He squatted on the ground and drew circles in grief and anger again.
Why is there such a huge difference in treatment? Is it okay if there is no such thing?
In the fourth game, Duan Luhen faced off against Lin Qi, the weakest player in Ming Shang. The result was unquestionable. Duan Luhen knocked Lin Qi off the stage with three punches and two kicks.
There was always a noble and elegant thin smile hanging on the corners of his beautiful lips. His figure was handsome and graceful. His charming appearance made even famous students couldn't help but applaud and scream for him. The atmosphere in the stadium reached its peak of frenzy.
At this point in the game, Qingyuan and Mingshang were tied two to two. The next game between Jing Tianer and Jing Anqin was the match point, and it was crucial to decide the outcome.
"Sister, protect yourself, don't let him hurt you, it doesn't matter if you lose, I'll fight you back off the court." Jian You warned Jing Tian'er worriedly for the thousandth time.
"I got it!" Jing Tian'er ruffled his hair playfully, smiling sweetly and beautifully, and she didn't seem stressed at all.
"Believe me, you will definitely win!" Duan Luhen's eyes were far-sighted, as elegant and determined as a fairy.
But Jing Tian'er suddenly thought of the Tiekou Shenjuan on TV, who knew five hundred years before and five hundred years later.
In her mind, she pictured Duan Luhen wearing a Taoist crown and a Taoist robe, with the goatee on his chin telling fortunes, and she burst into laughter at the funny scene she had seen.
"What a crazy girl!" Duan Luhen patted her lovingly and glanced at the stage, "Go ahead, it's your turn!"
Standing opposite Jing Anqin, Jing Tian'er, who had been talking and laughing just now, felt her heart suddenly hurt.
With thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, Jing Anqin looks so much like their father!
Their dad!
She actually used such words in her heart!
She closed her eyes, feeling overwhelming bitterness in her heart.
Even if one day she can get her father back, the relationship between her and Jing Anqin will never be broken again. From birth to death, half of the same blood will always flow in their veins.
Thinking like this, the desire to beat up Jing Anqin suddenly seemed less intense.
She calmed down and smiled slightly, "Please give me more advice!"
"Please give me more advice!" Jing Anqin pursed her thin lips tightly, her eyes as cold as ice sculptures.
As soon as he got started, Jing Tian'er discovered that Jing Anqin had injuries on his body, and it wasn't just one. The injuries on his body directly caused all his moves to be weak and his speed also slowed down a lot. He was beaten by Jing just after a hundred rounds.
Tian'er kicked him off the stage.
The whole place was silent, and those present could hardly believe their eyes.
Among all the people who fought against Jing Anqin in Wo City, Jing Anqin only lost to Duan Luhen, and today he actually lost to an unknown little girl!
