Dong Huijie and Zhou Jianguo's hearts suddenly lifted when they saw that Wang Ke'er was the starting player for the Shanghai-Hai team.
When everyone else learned from Dong Huijie that the young and beautiful girl in front of them was Zhou Shiqi's girlfriend, everyone became excited.
However, everyone's expressions changed again when they saw that Wang Ke'er was about to face Wang Xin, the spiritual master of the Chang'an City representative team.
As Zhou Shiqi's official girlfriend, everyone's faces are filled with worry and worry.
Old Mrs. Zhou couldn't help complaining: "It's true, Xiao Qi, you've already pulled the guy back, so why did you let the little girl come on stage again in the blink of an eye?"
"What should I do if I get injured?"
Everyone was silent. They were all blaming Zhou Shiqi in their hearts. Why didn't they take good care of their girlfriends?
Ye Ziran, who had been kneeling on the sofa, stared at Wang Keer's side face on the TV screen with burning eyes, and couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "I really don't know what that little enemy likes about you?"
"This figure, appearance, cultivation, and family background are all crushed by me."
"What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into him? Why is he so devoted to you?"
"ah……"
Everyone's exclamations came to his ears. Looking at Wang Ke'er, who was holding his head in pain and collapsed on the ring, Ye Ziran sat up straight, and his beautiful brows couldn't help but frown: "It's extremely stupid, early on.
Knowing that the strength gap between the other party and yourself is like the difference between clouds and mud, you still don't know whether to live or die and run into it head-on."
"If this were in the boundless sea of stars, you would have died more than eight hundred times!"
…
Fengchao Stadium.
When they saw Wang Keer falling to the ground in pain, the audience sighed and shook their heads.
The female player who started the match for the Shanghai-Hai team failed to create a miracle after all. She eventually fell at the feet of Wang Xin, the spiritual master of the Chang'an City team.
"Ke'er!"
"elder sister!"
In the first row of the auditorium closest to the competition venue, Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang were breathing heavily and stood up from their seats suddenly.
Wang Xiao, on the other hand, was so anxious that his knuckles turned white while holding on to the railing.
On the other side, in the queue of the Shanghai and Hainan teams.
Mei Ji shook her head and couldn't help but close her eyes in pain.
Duanmu Nana pursed her lips without saying a word, and clenched her fists tightly, not even feeling her nails sinking into her flesh.
The other people couldn't help but sigh.
As for the clones of Zhou Shiqi and Little Boy, their auras were somewhat disordered at this time.
Their eyes were bloodshot and their sockets were almost bursting.
As if in reality, eyes full of murderous intent focused on Wang Xin.
Once Wang Xin dared to attack Wang Keer who was lying on the ground again, even if they fought to be disqualified or receive punishment, they would rush up and kill him immediately.
…
On the stage.
Wang Xin's eyelids jumped wildly. He couldn't help but glance in the direction of the Shanghai team, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Is it too much to make a fuss about? I've tried my best to keep my hand."
"It's just that this girl from the Shanghai team has a second-level cultivation level after all, so I can't be too arrogant."
Thinking like this, Wang Xin turned his searching eyes to Fang Shaojie: "Referee, can you declare the outcome of this game?"
Fang Shaojie was about to jump onto the ring, but suddenly, he looked startled. Then, he winked at Wang Xin and pursed his lips toward the other side of the ring.
In fact, there was no need for Fang Shaojie to remind him at this time. When he heard the exclamations from the audience, Wang Xin immediately turned his head.
At this glance, Wang Xin's expression suddenly changed and became extremely solemn.
A pair of eyes stared intently at Wang Keer, who climbed up from the ring as if nothing was wrong.
"How could this happen? It shouldn't be. She had endured the mental shock just now. How could she be fine at all?"
"Moreover, her expression just now, holding her head in pain and collapsing on the ring, didn't look fake at all."
"If she is really pretending to be playing tricks on me, I can only praise her acting skills. It is so good that she can compete for an Oscar for Best Actress!"
Not far away from Wang Xin, Wang Keer moved his hands and feet while looking around.
Her eyes were full of curiosity at this time, and her pretty face was filled with joy from the bottom of her heart.
"Is this the outside world, is this what it feels like to have a body?"
“It turns out that being down to earth is such a fulfilling feeling.”
"And the fresh air smells so good."
"It's just that the people in the auditorium next to me were so noisy that my ears were almost deafened."
A trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, and Wang Keer, with a look of worry on his face, slowly opened his arms.
The next second, under the stunned eyes of everyone, Wang Keer jumped into the sky.
When she reached an altitude of fifty meters, she stretched out her green-white jade finger and flicked the defensive shield that had been reinforced by the formation master overnight after yesterday's battle.
"This thing is quite flexible."
"However, this level of defensive shield can't stop me!"
With a sweet smile on his face that could charm people to death, Wang Keer's voice was extremely cold: "This defensive shield is too much in the way."
As soon as he finished speaking, with Wang Keer's body as the center, a massive amount of spiritual power swept out in all directions.
The defensive shield with a radius of 50 meters was quickly expanded like a balloon.
When stretched to the limit...
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise!
The defensive shield exploded with a bang, and a huge wave of air swept across the arena, knocking the audience off their feet.
The screams and screams were endless.
"Oh, how could this happen?" Wang Ke'er pretended to be at a loss, but her eyes were full of smiles after a successful prank.
At this time, looking at the messy auditorium, Tang Qianhe, who was sitting in front of the rostrum, couldn't help but rub his temples: "You really can't be negligent for a moment!"
Shaking his head, he waved to the person next to him: "Quickly send someone to check if there are any casualties in the audience. Count them as quickly as possible and transfer all the injured to the emergency room as soon as possible.
"
"Yes!" The man beside Tang Qianhe accepted the order and left.
After doing all this, Tang Qianhe's eyes fell on Wang Keer standing in the sky again. He couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of Song Yiren's daughter, this talent is much better than Song Yiren's!"
"Such a huge and unfathomable mental power is even worse than that of Wang Xin from the Chang'an City representative team."
"Furthermore, looking at her relaxed look, it seems that she has not used her full strength just now to break through the defensive shield."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, just with this terrifying mental power, this little girl is already the best in the world."