Ling Ning's attack was so fierce and fast that all the boys present were dumbfounded.
With this punch, the little beauty’s bones will be broken.
Wen Qiao moved flexibly, catching Ling Ning's hand with bare hands, and then used the force to counter the force. With a quick and graceful movement, she flashed behind Ling Ning, pressed down her shoulders, and…
Ling Ning was thrown over his shoulder and landed heavily on the rattan mat.
The venue was suddenly silent.
The boys who had just laughed at Wen Qiao suddenly felt their faces hurt.
Is this fucking spoiled girl using cheats? How come she's even more brutal than the cold-blooded girl
I can't tell.
Ling Ning had never suffered such a humiliation before. Even though they had fought at the airport, she still underestimated her opponent this time.
She lay on the rattan mat, and Wen Qiao beside her curled her lips: "Can we still fight?"
Ling Ning leaped up from the ground, clenched his fists, stared at Wen Qiao with fierce eyes.
Wen Qiao still looked lazy: "If you admit defeat now, then we'll stop here and not compete anymore, ok?"
If Wen Qiao had said this just now, it would definitely cause laughter, but now, when she said this, the onlookers expressed their admiration.
It's true that you can't judge a book by its cover.
How could Ling Ning admit defeat? As soon as she finished speaking, she attacked fiercely again, raising her foot 180 degrees. Her attacks were always ruthless, fierce and violent, kicking straight towards Wen Qiao's head.
The hearts of the onlookers were lifted.
Wen Qiao grabbed Ling Ning's ankle, pulled hard, and then kicked him in the heart.
Ling Ning groaned and was kicked to the ground again.
She, Ling Ning, the strongest fighter in the Pentagram, lost two games in a row to a seemingly fragile girl in front of everyone today.
How could she bear it
The boys who had just mocked Wen Qiao were now convinced. They whistled and cheered, "Beautiful girl, awesome!"
"Beautiful lady!"
Wen Qiao looked at Ling Ning with a half-smile: "Do you want to continue?"
Ling Ning half-knelt on the ground, gritting his teeth and saying, "Continue."
She switched to a hard attack, and each move was extremely brutal, as if she wanted to kill Wen Qiao. If Wen Qiao was not flexible enough, he would definitely be seriously injured and disabled.
Originally, everyone was watching the fight between the two girls with a joking attitude.
But now, everyone began to worry about Wen Qiao's safety.
This cool girl is going to beat me to death. If she fails to dodge one of the attacks, the little beauty will be in danger.
Wen Qiao was basically just defending herself. After all, she was not good at fighting, and she was also worried that she would not be able to control the blood if she saw it.
But Ling Ning didn't seem to give her any chance to survive, so she started to take it seriously.
The two fought for more than twenty rounds. Wen Qiao took advantage of Ling Ning's breathing time and suddenly launched an attack, kicking Ling Ning in the chest.
This time, she showed no mercy and used all her strength.
Ling Ning was kicked back several steps by the powerful force. Before she could catch her breath, the huge force approached again. Wen Qiao quickly rushed forward, punched her on the shoulder blade, and then pulled her wrist and threw her hard.
There was a click.
At least one person suffered broken bones.
Ling Ning's face turned pale in an instant, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
She had a broken bone and was doomed to fail.
She never thought that she would lose to that spoiled girl.
Wen Qiao half-knelt in front of her: "Have you admitted defeat?"
Ling Ning glared at her with gritted teeth: "Let's compete next time."
Wen Qiao smiled and said, "There won't be a next time. If you lose, you lose. You are defeated by me. I hope you recognize this fact."
(End of this chapter)