As the top leader of the Wushu Association, President Gao cannot remain silent at this time.

"Old Liu, you will meet our guests when you go up."

The middle-aged man sitting behind Qi Ning stood up, took off his suit jacket, and put it on the armrest of the chair.

"Leave it to me."

Vice President Liu was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and just jumped onto the ring in a gentle manner.

His tiger eyes swept across the other side, and his voice was loud.

"Who is my opponent?"

Rong Jiuqing was the interpreter at this time.

"Master, this is Vice President Liu Changsheng and Liu. He has been studying Shaolin martial arts since elementary school and is also a disciple of Shaolin lay people in Nancheng. His master is Master Huikong from Shaolin Temple and a monk who has attained enlightenment."

Pence turned his head and whispered a few words to the people around him. The middle-aged man stood up and came to the ring with a cold face.

Only for the next half hour, everyone present was stunned.

Not only Vice President Liu, but also Vice President Sun ended in failure.

President Gao's face looked ugly.

Even the force of Rong Siyi holding the handrail of the sofa was constantly tightening.

With two defeats in three games, even if President Gao wins in the last game, this friendly exchange is very embarrassing.

"Xiao Gao, be careful, your opponent is not simple."

"..." President Gao was determined to fight, "Don't worry, Mr. Rong, I have lost two games, we can't lose this game."

It’s a pity that although he was willing to reverse the decline, Qi Ning was not optimistic.

"Master, do you think President Gao can win?"

Qi Ning shook her head: "No."

The few people around couldn't help but glared at Qi Ning.

If you can't speak, you can shut up!

President Gao was fighting against his opponent on stage. She was a little girl, so where was the right to sit down and point fingers.

It's simply ignorant.

Rong Jiuqing believed her words, and the worries on her face were no longer hidden.

Everyone: "..."

I don’t know if I can do it and kill these two little bastards.

President Gao on the stage was not relaxed.

He was punched and slapped by the other party one after another, one in the chest and one in the left shoulder.

President Gao's face quickly turned pale. He could feel that his ribs might be broken and his left shoulder was in unbearable pain, and he was likely to be dislocated and misaligned.

The opponent practices hard kung fu, and each move is filled with a ruthless murderous intent.

If President Gao had not had real skills, he would have been unable to stand up now, let alone fight back.

That is, the moment when he was a little distracted, a shadow came towards him.

Accompanied by a strong impact, President Gao was kicked off the ring by the other party.

"President..." Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

Rong Siyi stood up and took the initiative to catch the person, so he did not fall to the ground.

"Cough cough cough..." President Gao felt the pain and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Qi Ning used her mental power to slightly scan President Gao's internal organs and found that two ribs were broken, her shoulders were dislocated, and there was slight internal bleeding.

"Send the person to the hospital." Qi Ning clapped her hands, her face also looked a little unfair.

It was agreed that it was a competition, but the other party was too heavy to take action.

If there was no law above it, President Gao would definitely explain it here today.

The last warrior was still standing on the ring, looking at the embarrassed President Gao with a cold look, and the disdain and sarcasm in his eyes were fully revealed.

The people around were furious and glared at the person on the ring.

"Is anyone else going to challenge?"

Even though they were angry, President Gao was defeated so tragically that they just gave him a head when they went up.

Rong Siyi had already gone to see President Gao at this time, and it would take at least a few minutes to come back.

"I...Ouch."

Rong Jiuqing just stood up and was about to go up, but Qi Ning slapped the back of the head.

He looked at Qi Ning with grievance, "Master, why are you hitting me?"

"Your little trippy skill will be worse than President Gao when you go up."

Qi Ning looked at him disgustedly. Can't this brat even see the strength between the two sides?

With a passionate blood, there is nothing to do.

It's like a monster constantly refreshing in the game, but it's just giving people experience stupidly.

"Then you can't see him being so arrogant." Rong Jiuqing muttered.

Looking at his apprentice's listless look, it was like his ancestral tomb was dug at home.

Qi Ning couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, okay. I'm unlucky, I've taken such a trouble for you."

He picked up the teacup, drank the remaining half cup of cold tea, and got up and walked slowly to the arena.

When the people from the Wushu Association saw this scene, they looked at each other, wondering which one the little girl had made.

"What are you going to do?" A middle-aged man in the front row in the west stood up and scolded: "This is not a place for you to mess around."

How could Rong Jiuqing watch his master be shouted, "You guys sit and don't move. If my master doesn't go, who will go?"

"..." Everyone was confused.

Rong Jiuqing’s master?

This little girl?

What an international joke?

Besides, are they willing to look at each other's arrogant?

If I hadn't been able to beat him, I would have rushed forward long ago and could still watch the other party be arrogant on his own territory.

But who is better than President Gao for everyone here?

Except for Mr. Rong, no one of the amazing people came.

Even President Gao was beaten so badly, what could they do when they went up?

"Rong Jiuqing, how do you speak?"

"Don't think that you can be arrogant in front of us because you are the young leader of the Rong family."

"Your master? What can a little girl with a bad breast? Relying on her demonic face, she will give in?"

I can say anything bad.

These people usually unconsciously put themselves to a higher level because they know martial arts.

Now that he has been stomped in front of others like Rong Jiuqing, he has become a little more cultivated without taking action.

"Who do you think is the demonic spirit in the demonic spirit?" Rong Jiuqing looked at a man in his thirties, his eyes as if covered with ice, which shows how strong the anger was.

When the man touched his sight, he couldn't help but shrank a little.

Thinking that Rong Jiuqing was Rong Siyi's grandson, he secretly felt annoyed that he couldn't control his anger just now.

Qi Ning stood calmly on the ring, looking at the noisy scene below, feeling chaotic.

I didn't bother to pay attention to these people, so I looked up at the mixed-race middle-aged man in front of me.

He raised his arm and gently hooked his slender white index finger, "Come on."

"..." The mixed-race man's eyes were slightly cold, and he was very dissatisfied with Qi Ning's actions.

"There is no one in the Chinese Martial Arts Association. It actually lets a little girl support the scene."

This is not very harmful and insulting.

The people surrounding the ring almost passed by.

"You are said to like to show off equality and freedom. Judging from your attitude, I doubt it."

The other person's expression was stiff for a moment.

"What's wrong with women holding on to the scene? Having a child is also a big scene. I didn't see a man rushing to have a child."

Everyone in the audience: It must have that function.

"Bang!" A loud slap exploded around.

Qi Ning looked at the five finger marks on the other person's face and was very honest, then nodded with satisfaction.

"Can you kill people in this world?" The bright and gorgeous facial features suddenly appeared with a smile, and the little girl with red lips and white teeth became charming at this time.

Rong Jiuqing shivered, and the spine seemed to be moving in an electric current.

He took two steps forward and shouted in a trembling voice: "Master, no, no."

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Chapter completed!