My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 331 Ring Competition

"what-"

  Song Ruyue, who was watching the competition seriously, also screamed in fright, her face paled.

  The other warriors in the audience changed their colors slightly.

  Blood spurted out from the broken leg.

  The man named Jiang Yan suddenly tilted his body, fell to the ground, and howled miserably on the ground.

  He Yiming held the Golden Ring Knife, also stunned for a moment, and stopped in place.

  He didn't expect that his knife would cut off the opponent's right leg directly. It was too long a fight, and he was so anxious that it was too late to stop.

"when!"

  The gong sounded, and the contest ended.

   "He Yiming wins!"

After the examiner finished announcing, the servants of the Jiang family immediately ran up to the stage, and just as they were about to carry him away, an old man beside the examiner suddenly said: "Carry it to the backstage first, and pick up the broken leg, the old man will help him fix it." .It will be no problem to walk in the future, but not as flexible as before.”

  When everyone in the Jiang family heard this, they immediately recovered from their grief and hurriedly carried them backstage.

   Immediately someone came to the stage to clean up the blood.

  Amidst the cheers of everyone in Huwei Escort, He Yiming put away his knife and went backstage to rest and recover his strength.

   Take a short break for a quarter of an hour.

  The audience gathered around the stage, discussing a lot.

  The faces of everyone in the Qin family changed, and they became worried.

  Song Ruyue turned pale even more, stepped forward and begged: "Master, go remind Chuan'er again, if you can't do it, just admit defeat, don't..."

"shut up!"

  When Qin Wenzheng heard this, he raised his eyebrows and stared sharply, "Stay aside!"

  The second and fourth masters of the Qin family, and even the sisters-in-law next to him, all began to criticize.

   "Sister-in-law, how can you say such bad words at this juncture?"

   "Sister-in-law, you'd better go to the back and rest."

  Song Ruyue suddenly said angrily: "It's not your son, of course you don't worry!"

  As soon as these words came out, the field suddenly fell silent.

  Everyone in the Qin family looked at her in astonishment.

  Qin Wenzheng's facial muscles twitched, and he stared at her and said, "Say it again?"

  Song Ruyue froze, reacted immediately, and hurriedly said: "Master, I didn't tell you, I told his uncle and aunt...Chuan'er is, it's your son..."

  Qin Wenzheng's face was gloomy, his eyes spit fire.

   "I...I'll go to the back and stay..."

  Song Ruyue shrank her neck, said weakly, and then walked back to the back in despair, her face flushed.

  Braun covered his mouth and snickered.

  Song Ruyue heard the voice, glared at her, then suddenly looked back and said, "Qing Zhou, why are you so close to Xia Chan?"

  Miss Qin and Bai Ling both turned their heads.

  Luo Qingzhou hesitated, took a step back and said, "Protect her."

  Song Ruyue rolled her eyes immediately: "They need your protection? You'd better protect yourself."

  Luo Qingzhou knew that she was holding her breath, so she didn't say anything.

  Song Ruyue turned her head to stare at Meier next to her and said, "Didn't you see that I am sweating profusely? Where is the fan?"

  Meier hurriedly took out her fan and fanned her.

  Song Ruyue said angrily: "If you are lazy again, I will give you to that pig-killer Niu Er tomorrow!"

  Meier didn't dare to say anything, and fanned the wind vigorously.

  Bai Ling on the side smiled and said: "Madam, there are only a dozen maidservants left in the mansion, and if you send them away, there will be no more."

  Song Ruyue heard the words, thinking of the scenery of the Qin Mansion in the past, she was suddenly saddened, and secretly complained that her master should not resign his title and dispose of the family property.

  The industry is gone, how should I live when I go to Kyoto?

   Sit and eat?

  She suddenly thought of Weimo's bookstore in Kyoto, and thought of someone who could write books, and she sighed secretly: It seems that she will live on someone's breath in the future.

  Thinking of this, she suddenly turned her head again and said with a smile all over her face: "Qingzhou, go back tonight, mother-in-law will cook something delicious for you."

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"when-"

  The gong sounded, and the second contest began.

  Song Ruyue's face changed suddenly, she looked at the stage, and her heart began to get nervous.

  Everyone in the Qin family stopped talking and looked towards the stage.

  Luo Qingzhou stepped forward quietly again, stretched out his hand to hold the cold little hand that was retracted into the sleeve, and slowly stroked and kneaded it.

  Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand, struggled for a while, but couldn't break free, then stepped back with her right foot and stepped on his instep.

  Luo Qingzhou's expression did not change, he was still playing with her soft little hands in her soft sleeves, and looked at the stage.

  Xia Chan didn't step on it, and didn't struggle with her little hands in her sleeves. Her pretty face was as cold as ice, and her gaze was also on the stage.

  Xiaodie and Qiu'er looked at each other, pretending not to see each other.

   "He Hong, Brother Qin, please!"

  On the ring, a tall and burly young man cupped his hands at Qin Chuan.

  Qin Chuan also cupped his hands and said, "Under Qin Chuan, Brother He, please!"

  The spectators in the audience couldn't help urging: "Don't be mother-in-law, fight quickly! Fight quickly!"

   "Boom!"

  He Hong punched out, and suddenly dense shadows of fists appeared, covering Qin Chuan on the opposite side in an instant.

  Song Ruyue clenched her hands tightly, and her palms were full of sweat.

  The second master of the Qin family suddenly changed his color and said: "Brother, this He Hong's Beishan Fist has reached the third stage, and the boxing has become ever-changing. No wonder he can become a direct disciple of Beishan Fist."

   "Boom!"

  Qin Chuan directly punched him without avoiding it.

  The huge fist shadows carried a rapidly rotating vortex, instantly sucking those dense fist shadows into it.

   Two fists intersected, and there was a "bang".

  Both of them trembled, took a few steps back, then stood firm, and rushed up again.

  In a blink of an eye, "bang bang bang bang", the figure was erratic, and the four fists turned into dense fist shadows, and the fists collided with a deafening sound.

   "That's right, Chuan'er's Jiuqiaoquan has also been practiced to the extreme. It seems that this period of time has not been in vain."

   Qin Erye was pleased to comment again.

  In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged hundreds of punches.

  The air waves roiled all around, blowing the clothes and long hair of everyone in the audience.

   "Boom!"

  The two punched each other again, and they were both knocked away. After taking a few steps back, they rushed forward again.

  He Hong jumped up suddenly, swooped down, his fists suddenly turned into fist shadows all over the sky, and moved towards Qin Chuan in a dark way.

  Qin Chuan squinted his eyes, and only punched into the shadow of the fist!

  Dense shadows of fists fell on him, and he remained standing still, his huge fist colliding heavily with the fist behind the shadows of fists.

"boom!"

  His feet shook suddenly, and the ground suddenly cracked.

  The two put their fists together, one stood upright on the ground, and the other stood upright on his head, standing in mid-air, as if performing acrobatics.

  But all fighters can see that the two are competing for internal strength.

  The robes of the two were bulging, and the sleeves of their arms were rattling, as if there was air flowing in the sleeves.

"boom!"

   Not long after, the other fists of the two collided heavily again.

  Qin Chuan stood where he was.

  He Hong, who was standing upside down in the air, turned over and landed a few meters away.

   As soon as he landed, Qin Chuan shot out suddenly, and then punched out with a "boom", a phantom of a giant ape appeared strangely on the back of his head!

  He Hong roared furiously, his fist enlarged suddenly, and a layer of rock skin instantly condensed on the surface of the fist.

   "Boom!"

  The two fists collided, and there was a bang, and at the same time, there was a crisp metal impact.

  He Hong was startled and took a few steps back.

  Qin Chuan suddenly screamed with both fists, and hit him like a storm.

  He Hong stomped his right foot on the ground, and a phantom of a hill appeared behind him, standing still to meet his violent blow.

  Everyone in the audience held their breath.

   Another series of explosions, both of them punched each other a few times, took a few steps back, and once again confronted each other head-on, punching each other.

   "Boom!"

  Qin Chuan punched again, and the shadow of the hill behind He Hong was instantly shattered.

  Great power was transmitted into He Hong's body through his arm, and he backed away with a "squeak", and the clothes all over his body suddenly burst open with a "sigh".

   Before he could stand still, the fist in Qin Chuan's hand seemed to suddenly become the fist of a giant ape, and hit his chest with a "boom".

  The tough stone skin condensed on He Hong's body suddenly shattered.

  He flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

  Qin Chuan rushed up again, and punched down again.

  He Hong didn't have time to get up, so he had to grit his teeth, roar, and raised his fists to greet him.

   One bang!

  He Hong's arm was suddenly fractured with a "click", and his whole body shook suddenly, and the huge force was transmitted to the ground through his body.

  The huge arena suddenly cracked open with a "click" sound!

  Qin Chuan's other fist touched He Hong's brow, but it didn't come down. Around the fist, there was a rapidly rotating vortex, which seemed to be accumulating strength.

  He Hong endured the severe pain and made a decisive decision: "I admit defeat!"

"when-"

  The gong sounded, and the competition ended.

  Qin Chuan panted heavily, put away his fist, held his other hand, pulled him up from the ground, then cupped his hands and said, "Brother He, I've accepted it."

  He Hong smiled bitterly, and said: "The skills are not as good as others, so you should admit defeat."

  Excited cheers came from the audience of the Qin family.

  Both were injured and were helped down.

  The competition is temporarily over, and the two winners need to rest and heal their injuries.

   Wait until the afternoon for the final battle.

  The chief examiner sent someone to deliver trauma medicine and oral medicine, announced the winner's name, and then informed the time of the afternoon competition.

  Many people who watched the excitement dispersed without further ado.

  But most people, eating their own food, still gathered in this square, waiting for the decisive battle in the afternoon.

  Qin Wenzheng and Qin Erye went up and helped Qin Chuan down.

  Qin Chuan was punched in the face, his chest, shoulders, and arms were punched a few times. Even the body of a mid-term martial artist was covered with bruises.

  The members of the Qin family surrounded him, let him sit on the ground, began to apply medicine to him, and asked him if he felt any discomfort.

  Song Ruyue was also excited and ran over with distress.

  Luo Qingzhou raised his head and looked at Luo Yu who came down from the ring.

   Coincidentally, Luo Yu also looked over.

   But, not looking at him.

  Luo Qingzhou took a few steps forward and stood in front of Miss Qin, which happened to block his view.

  Miss Qin looked at the back of his head, was startled, and stood still.

  (end of this chapter)