Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 156 Did he admit defeat? (3)
He throws in the towel!
"I believe—" Jiang Hua had just uttered two words, but before she could say the last word, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and she was kicked to the edge of the ring by Ling Wushuang.

"Didn't you play very well just now?" Ling Wushuang patted the hem of his clothes, and walked slowly towards Jiang Hua, with graceful steps and a harmless smile, "Why don't you try it too?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Wushuang, who was on the other side just now, appeared next to Jiang Hua in a blink of an eye. She stretched her slender legs and swept out. The arena made of the whole boulder vibrated slightly.

When Jiang Hua landed on the ground, the corners of her eyes were almost torn open, she quickly raised her head, and shouted, "I—"

"bump!"

This time, as soon as he yelled a word, he was kicked away by Ling Wushuang again, "What me!"

Jiang Hua's body was treated like a ball by Ling Wushuang, and she jumped up and down with kicks. On the ring, she rampaged and wailed, but no matter how she kicked her, she just couldn't get off.

"My mother, it's so miserable." The people around turned their eyes away, Jiang Hua was beaten so miserably that they couldn't bear to look directly.

"Is it cool?" Ling Wushuang kicked out again, and looked at Jiang Hua at the edge of the ring with a smile.

At this moment, Jiang Hua wanted to admit defeat, so she was speechless. She clasped the ring with both hands, holding on to the last breath of strength, and crawled towards the edge of the ring with all her hands and feet. Her eyes were red and her canthus were cracked. will be killed.

No, he doesn't want to die.

"Bump bump."

"what--"

Half of Jiang Hua's body was hanging outside the arena, and she was only one step away from the sea of ​​suffering. Just as she saw hope, she was dragged back to fight again the next second...

"Stop!" The Patriarch of the Jiang family slammed the armrest of the big chair and stood up abruptly, "Ling Wushuang, don't go too far, enough is enough, the competition is over!"

The Patriarch of the Jiang family looked livid, and it was obvious that he had endured to the extreme. Every foot of Ling Wushuang was equivalent to stepping on the face of the Jiang family.

"The competition is over?" Ling Wushuang's red lips curled up, and he kicked Jiang Hua back into the ring. "He hasn't even admitted defeat himself. What you say doesn't count."

Everyone snickered, it's so ironic, Ling Wushuang is really a vengeful master, just now Jiang Hua used this phone to taunt Mr. Ling, but now, she returned it to the Jiang family intact.

It's been a ten-year feng shui turn, but the difference is that just now Ling Yi refused to admit defeat, while Jiang Hua was beaten by Ling Wushuang so much that he couldn't admit defeat at all.

"You—" Seeing that Ling Wushuang not only refused to give him face, but kicked him again, the head of the Jiang family turned green immediately, and shouted coldly: "Jiang Hua has already surrendered, Ling Wushuang, don't bully me!" It's too much, stop here, don't make everyone look bad."

Jiang Hua seemed to confirm the words of the Patriarch of the Jiang family, stretched out a hand, dying to admit defeat, "I, I—"

"What are you!" Ling Wushuang immediately kicked Jiang Hua away. If Jiang Hua wanted to admit defeat, she got completely stuck in her neck, unable to get up or down.

Ling Wushuang turned his eyes, looked at the head of the Jiang family, spread his hands, and said calmly, "I didn't hear him admit defeat. If you don't believe me, ask, who heard it?"

Seeing Ling Wushuang looking over, everyone quickly lowered their heads, but they didn't hear anything...

He couldn't say it when he admitted defeat, and he had to be beaten even if he pretended to be dead. Seeing that the edge of the ring was out of reach, Jiang Hua really wanted to die at this moment.

Ling Wushuang smiled, and looked at the head of the Jiang family, "No one heard him admit defeat. I said, Patriarch Jiang, the rules of this game cannot be changed just because of you."

"Ling Wushuang!" The head of the Jiang family's face sank like water, and with a wave of his sleeve, he made a gesture of going down.

However, Mr. Ling stood up at the right time, stood in front of him, and comforted him with a haha ​​smile: "Brother Jiang, don't worry, there is no place for bumps and bumps on the field, just go back and raise them for a few days."

Jiang Yang's taunting words just now were returned verbatim by Mr. Ling.

"You." The Patriarch of the Jiang family was taken aback suddenly, and his face suddenly became uglier than eating rat feces.

The people around couldn't help laughing out loud, the old and the young, they sang together, it was really maddening to death, but this is what the Jiang family asked for, the Ling family just used their own way to treat them It's just a human being.

"Hmph—" The Patriarch of the Jiang family twisted his face a few times, and sat back in his seat in a panic, his chest heaving and falling.

"bump--"

Ling Wushuang gave a kick, and Jiang Hua was finally kicked off the ring. Her nose was bruised and her face was so swollen that she was almost invisible. The injury was worse than Ling Yi's, and she would not be able to participate in the next competition.

The people around lamented again and again, miserable, so miserable, Ling Wushuang, the little ancestor, is really not to be messed with.

The referee's face was also slightly distorted. After a long time, he cleared his throat and walked out, and said loudly: "In this competition, Ling Wushuang wins and advances!"

The disciples of the Ling family looked at each other two by two, and heaved a sigh of relief.

After the round of the semi-finals, among the four members of the Ling family who entered the quarter-finals, except for Ling Yi who was eliminated by Jiang Hua, the other three all advanced smoothly, that is to say, among the top four, three were children of the Ling family , the remaining one is Jiang Shan from the Jiang family.

The Ling family qualified strongly and occupied three of the semi-finals. Such a result was unexpected.

And the match of the deciding game, and the start of the team competition, are stipulated to be held three days later.

After a whole day of competition, when the big family returned, they were a little tired.

The Patriarch of the Ji family, when he returned home, he saw Ji Yunyang resting his legs on the tea seat, drinking tea leisurely, and suddenly became angry, and raised his hand to pull his ears, "You brat, today Don't you know what day it is, where did you die for me!"

Looking at today's situation, the Ji family wants to compete for the head of the four major families, and there is little hope. The head of the Ji family is naturally very anxious.

Ji Yunyang turned over and stood up, shook his hands and sat upright, took a cup of tea and handed it to the Patriarch of the Ji family, and said with a smile: "Drink tea, calm down."

The Patriarch of the Ji family pointed at him fiercely, but there was nothing he could do about it. After snorting angrily, he sat down abruptly.

"That's right!" Suddenly thinking of something, the Patriarch of the Ji family's eyes lit up in vain, looking at the people around him, and asked, "Yun Yang, this time the ranking competition of the four major families is related to the survival of the Ji family. It's very bad for the Ji family, how about asking your master to help?"

If the Holy Church can send someone to help, there is still a glimmer of hope.

However, when Ji Yunyang heard this, his handsome face suddenly sank, his brows furrowed, and the bright red scarf on his forehead made him look a bit colder.

Ji Yunyang put down the teacup in his hand, and said bluntly: "Patriarch, are you old-fashioned?"

(End of this chapter)