The thunder beads and fire beads in the air completely lost control and exploded into pieces.
The strong wind mixed in it, making whimpering, as if someone was crying.
Zheng Qing rubbed forward with guilt and looked forward two steps, looking at the master of his tail. Tu Shan Chujiu lay firmly on the ground, motionless, and the solid bluestone slab on the stage was smashed into crisscrossing spider-web-like cracks, and she was in the center of the crack.
The magical thing is that there is no blood on the ground, and there is no drop.
Tushan Chujiu didn't have a brain burst - the loud noise just now really scared Zheng Qing, thinking that he had accidentally made a big mistake, but now he came back to his senses and felt extremely glad.
Zheng Qing guessed that the amulet worn by the witch played a role, or that the referee's seat and the elders of various families on the Lishan Mountain secretly took action to protect him.
No matter which possibility it was, it made him feel relieved.
A low moan came from the ground.
Compared with the lucky male witch, Tushan Chujiu felt confused at this moment.
Watching his face get closer and closer to the ground, until he finally hits each other, this strong visual and psychological impact is difficult to describe in words.
As a witch, especially a beautiful, noble witch with noble status and noble blood, she has never been treated like this. Not to mention being hit on the stone floor with her tail swinged, she has never been able to withstand even a slightly heavier fist.
She is a wizard!
Wizard using spells!
A wizard with elegant manners, her usual smile and posture are impeccable in the eyes of the elders!
Apart from the perverts of the Zhang family in Tianmen, which wizard would rush up to fight with his fists? Not to mention using such violent means against a lady in an upscale place like Shanglin Yuan Chunshou.
For a moment, she was angry and anxious, feeling extremely wronged, and just wanted to open the gravel on the ground and drill into a place where no one could see it. But the strange feeling from her tail made her realize that she could not continue even if she wanted to drill.
Slightly shattered footsteps came to my ears.
Zheng Qing moved forward again.
The distance between the two had been closer to within two or three steps. Zheng Qing still held Tushan Chujiu's tail tightly with both hands. Tushan Chujiu simply continued to lie softly on the ground and pretend to be dead.
He can't swing me again!
The witch buried her face in the pile of gravels and thought in grief.
Neither of them spoke, and the scene was slightly awkward—or rather, it was because the scene was too awkward that neither of them knew how to speak.
Does this mean that the winner has been decided?
Zheng Qing looked up hesitantly and looked in the direction where the referee seat was.
If you follow the rules in the boxing ring, you can lose after your opponent is lying on the ground and staying motionless for a period of time. But the key to the problem is that they are wizards, and the performance platform is not a boxing ring.
There was no sound in the referee's seat.
I don’t know if those elders were still immersed in the shock of the scene just now.
On the ninth day of Tushan, I didn’t say a word.
The silence lasted for a few minutes, and Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it and pulled the big tail in his hand.
"Hello."
He tentatively greeted him, and then felt that the word was inappropriate, so he stopped, and then grabbed his tail and changed his mouth politely: "Hello, do you want to surrender?"
Do you want to listen to what you are talking about?!
Tushan Chujiu rolled his eyes in his heart and continued to lie on the ground to pretend to be dead.
Could it be that she was really beaten to death, right? No, I heard her snorting just now. Zheng Qing looked at the back lying in front of him vigilantly, and the fable of more than a dozen fox spirits pretending to be dead and finally fighting back to death flashed through his mind.
But it cannot be ruled out that the vibration just now would be too large and her ears would be deaf.
Thinking of this, Zheng Qing raised his leg and tentatively kicked his captive with his toes - because he was still holding someone else's tail, considering the length of his arms and legs, his toes hit the base of the captive's thigh.
To describe it as a less elegant word, he kicked her on the butt.
Tushan Chujiu's body suddenly tensed and he was shocked.
Zheng Qing clearly saw the long fluff on the big tail he was holding and exploded as if he was attracted by static electricity. He subconsciously thought that the other party would use some ultimate move to fight back, so he subconsciously swung his hand.
Bang!
Another circle.
This time, he stopped a little, so the smash was not so strong, but because the heat waves and fog around him gradually dissipated, this scene happened to be seen by many young wizards on the bank of Crescent Lake.
Everyone was stunned, wondering what had just happened.
Including Jiang Yu.
She felt that in the blink of an eye, why did Zheng Qing grab the tail of the big fox and smash her to the ground? Didn’t he just release a group of birds? And it seems a bit rude to catch the tail of the fox.
You can't laugh, you must never laugh!
The eldest lady of Zhongshan family frowned, bit her lip, and pinched the pink witch holding her arm. The other party almost jumped up because of pain.
"Enough!"
A voice of repressing anger came from the Lishan Mountain: "Are you humiliating the Tushan clan?"
Zheng Qing looked up at the place where the voice came, wondering why the other party said that - isn't this a ritual stage? Just a fight, how did it rise to the level of "humiliation"? Or did he have to pretend to be defeated to be reasonable? The number of winners and losers has been settled?
He pinched the big tail in his hand in dissatisfaction, trying to awaken his opponent again and ask her to judge.
Tu Shan Chujiu's body was trembling slightly, his fists were huddled in his sleeves, clenched tightly, but he still closed his eyes tightly, and he remained motionless.
It's not a solution to such a stalemate.
Zheng Qing thought for a few seconds and finally thought of a solution.
He stared at the prisoner, pinched the fox's tail with one hand, took out a cloud-climbing talisman from the gray cloth bag with the other hand, and threw it on the ground. The mist around him gathered under the witch, and in the blink of an eye, a small white cloud condensed and lifted her up.
Then he pulled her tail and the witch, and threw her out of the stage in the low and slow sound of the cloud talisman.
thump!
Perfect!
Zheng Qing clapped her hands unconsciously, feeling that she was so gentlemanly that she didn't drag her to the ground to play on the fence. In addition, her hands suddenly became empty, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Help...oh, where are people?"
After throwing the person into the marshal, Zheng Qing followed the rules and obediently performed the courtesy, but when he looked up, he realized that there was no sign of Tushan Chujiu in front of him.
However, Jiang Yu, who was by the Crescent Lake, could see it very clearly.
Almost as soon as Tushan’s first nine fell to the ground, a white rainbow light couldn’t wait to fall from Lishan, accurately covering the witch and rolling her back to the mountain.
This time, the referees on the referee's bench did not express any objection.
"Zheng Qing challenged Tushan's first ninth day of the year, the winner was Zheng Qing!"
A blue bird spreads its wings, rises from the foot of Lishan Mountain, and hovers around the Crescent Lake for a while. A crisp and pleasant sound echoes on the sparkling water surface, looking elegant and calm.
But the more this happens, the more impressive the scene of the male witch slamming a beautiful woman on the ground just now.
So up and down Lishan, beside the Crescent Lake, everyone stared quietly at the young witch who was still standing on the edge of the stage, looking at the shy smile on his face, and was silent for a long time.
There was no applause after the normal challenge, no cheers, and even no noise of whispering.
Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes, wondering how to evaluate this scene.
"This is the real challenge... This is the real wizard!"
The current Lei Zhe of the sacred will, Zhang Shuzhi, who was born in the Tianmen Zhang family, held his arms and looked at Zheng Qing with relief, and his tone was full of praise. He repeated what he had said before: "No wonder my younger brother is willing to surrender!"
"No one thinks this is normal except for your family, all over Lishan." Zhao Qiao complained without hesitation.
However, Deng Xiaojian looked at Zheng Qing with a little more admiration: "Now I really believe that he has given birth to a child with Congressman Su... How can a normal wizard do such a harsh thing?"
"This is not called stinging the flowers, it is called clearing the relationship and proving one's innocence."
Zhan Yuchen, who once managed the pet garden, smacked his lips and gave a very appropriate example: "If a little fox in the garden stole the chicken legs from someone else's house, he would brush his teeth and rinse his mouth, wash his claws, and then grin in front of you twice to prove that he did not steal it."
Chapter completed!