"In contrast, Dongli's is weaker, and he was beaten back by Baiju. Polita took a step to help him, and the two fell together! Baiju won!"

The audience stood up!

Can't help but cheer for Baizhu!

Qianmiao was swallowed by cheers, holding the hilt of Qingshuang's sword, nervous enough to feel his breathing.

She slowly raised her hand, wanting to surrender directly.

Suddenly, she thought of Baiju's phrase "Seriously fight".

That hand, slowly let go again.

Respect for the opponent is to use all the strength to compare with him.

Otherwise, it is an insult.

But she didn't know that when she lowered her hand, the whole audience made abusive noises.

The reason was that when she was about to raise her hand to surrender, the amount of reward mentioned two million, and then everyone saw that she suddenly put her hand down, they naturally thought that she was fascinated by the two million and did not surrender.

Qianmiao took a deep breath and tried to block out other sounds. The moment he opened his eyes, the Cyan Frost Sword in his hand was unsheathed and slammed towards Bai Shu.

She kept turning and pushed Atractylodes back several steps.

The next second, her sword swung to Bai Zhu's neck.

With a bang, her sword was blocked by Baiju, and then pushed hard, she slid back a few steps, turned over and stood up!

Commentator: "It's wonderful! I took back the person I was just now, and the newcomer Fu Shen regained his spirit, and he was on the same level as Baiju! Her green frost sword approached Baiju's neck several times, which was not in the previous game !"

"Fu Shen, newcomer, sixteen years old, still a little girl, has such a talent, the future is limitless!"

Although the commentator praised Qianmian, he couldn't resist the audience's complaint about her character.

Money worship, selfishness, and traitor have become her labels.

The game on the court reached a stalemate.

The two swords face each other, and both feet grip the ground. If they relax for a second, they will be pushed back severely by the other party.

It's like breaking the wrist, it's like strength.

Qianmiao held the hilt in both hands, breathing more and more urgently.

After 30 minutes of fighting, she was all sweaty.

Sweat dripped from the mask and landed on the back of her bruised hand.

She was fast and couldn't hold on anymore.

She clenched her teeth and persisted, never letting go for a second!

A clear male voice sounded.

She raised her eyes suddenly, and a sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in her mind!

She didn't have time to think deeply, so she summoned her strength and pushed him back with a bang.

After the man took two steps back, he pushed her sword away easily with a strong hand.

Qian Miao fell backwards, raised his eyes, and saw his sword's edge drooping down.

The big screen zoomed in on the scene of Baijujian pointing to Fu Shen, and there were waves of cheers.

The referee team raised placards to indicate the victory of Baiju.

Bai Shu received the sword and stretched out his hand to her.

Qian Miao's mouth was dry, and after a while, he put his hands up.

His hands are hot.

After she stood up, he let go and walked slowly towards the gate.

At this time, the door has been opened.

The time is just right.

As soon as Atractylodes macrocephala left the gate, it was surrounded by people.

She was pushed a long way to the side.

The black chicken held her back, and then silently gave her a thumbs up.

She smiled faintly, looked at Baiju from a distance, then turned and left.

Back in the audience, everyone around was watching her.

The eyes are different, there are surprises, but also contempt, and more "deserve it".

She took off the ring silently, and handed it to the old lady with the sword.