Chapter 1438 wins beautiful

Ling Ning's offensive was extremely fierce, and the speed was so fast that the boys present were dumbfounded.

With this punch, the little beauty's bones will be broken by her.

But seeing Wen Qiao's flexible posture, he caught Ling Ning's hand in an empty-handed posture, and then used his strength to make a quick and elegant figure, flashing behind Ling Ning, and pressing her shoulders. , A hard...

Ling Ning was slammed onto the rattan mat.

There was no sound in the stadium for a while.

Those boys who laughed at Wen Qiao just now felt that their faces hurt.

Is this her mother Jiaojiao opening a plug-in? How can she be more cruel than a cold woman?

Can't tell.

Where did Ling Ning have suffered such a humiliation, even if she fought at the airport, she still underestimated the enemy this time.

She was lying on the rattan mat, Wen Qiao on the side curled her lips: "Can you still fight?"

Ling Ning leaped, jumped directly from the ground, clenched his fists, his eyes were fierce, and stared at Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao still looks lazy: "If you admit defeat now, let's stop at it, no more, eh?"

If Wen Qiao said this just now, it would definitely cause a roar of laughter, but now that she said this, the crowds onlookers expressed their conviction.

It's really not good to look at.

How could Ling Ning admit defeat? Just as her voice fell, she just went up fiercely, raising her foot 180 degrees high, her offensive has always been merciless, fierce and fierce, and kicked directly at Wen Qiao's head. .

The hearts of the onlookers were raised.

Wen Qiao grabbed Ling Ning's ankle and pulled it hard, followed by a heartfelt kick.

Ling Ning snorted and was kicked to the ground again.

She, Ling Ning, the number one fighting power of the Pentagram, was won two games in a row by a seemingly delicate girl today in front of everyone.

How can she bear it?

The melon-eating boys who also mocked Wen Qiao just now have taken it. Everyone whistled and cheered: "Beautiful women!"

"Beautiful girls!"

Wen Qiao looked at Ling Ning with a smile, "Do you want to continue?"

Ling Ning half-kneeled on the ground, gritted his teeth: "Go on."

She changed to a hard attack, every move was extremely brutal, and seemed to put Wen Qiao to death, but if Wen Qiao was not flexible enough, she would definitely be seriously injured and disabled.

At first, everyone watched the two girls fighting with a joking attitude.

But now, everyone is beginning to worry about Wen Qiao's safety.

This cool girl is going to be beaten to death. If she doesn't hide her way, she is very dangerous.

Wen Qiao was basically just defensive, after all, she was not combative, and she was worried that she would not be able to hold back the blood.

But this Ling Ning didn't seem to give her a way to survive, and she began to take it seriously.

The two fought for more than twenty rounds. Taking advantage of Ling Ning's breathing effort, Wen Qiao suddenly launched an attack and kicked Ling Ning's chest.

With this kick, she didn't show mercy anymore and used ten percent of her strength.

Ling Ning was kicked back a few steps by the powerful force. Before he could catch a breath, the huge force approached again. Wen Qiao quickly greeted her, punching her shoulder blades, and then pulling her wrists hard.

Just listen to a click.

At least one person had a fracture.

Ling Ning's face was pale instantly, and his forehead was cold and rustling down.

She was fractured and defeat was set.

She never thought that she would lose to that charming girl.

Wen Qiao squatted before her: "Did you give up?"

Ling Ning gritted her teeth and stared at her: "Compare next time."

Wen Qiao smiled: "There is no next time. If you lose, you lose. You are my defeated man. I hope you recognize this fact."

(End of this chapter)