As the saying goes, the wrath of the emperor is to hide millions of corpses and bleed thousands of miles away. The wrath of the scholars is to attack the moon and the rainbow penetrates the sun. The wrath of the common man is to avoid the crown and rob the ground with his head, and bleed for five steps.

What about the woman's anger?

It must be hysterical, without any reason, and scolding if you can't say anything, and beating if you can't scold. It has been nothing more than that since ancient times.

"Are you shameless to steal someone else's man?"

"Yunhai doesn't know you at all, he's self-indulgent!"

"We are childhood sweethearts, and we are young. If it weren't for you, the vixen, how could he become like this now?"

"I think you are just jealous. I am more beautiful than you and understand the heart of a man than you. I am jealous of the Xiuhe in my body."

"Bah!"

"Hmph, with your qualities, no wonder Yunhai looks down on you. I think no one wants to pay for it."

"You are playing with fire, I warn you, it's better to leave now, or you will definitely regret it."

"Just, I, Lin Meier, have never regretted it since I was born."

Two women, for a man, refused to give in, and no one could explain clearly. What could happen? What would happen? Naturally, they fought hard.

The prosperous Tang Dynasty was established with martial arts. Even schools like Baima Academy still had martial arts performance venues. Qian Shuhua and Lin Meier talked about it and scolded it. There was no difference between victory and defeat, and only the truth was revealed in the fist.

After a while, the martial arts field was full of people.

"Come on, senior sister, we support you."

"Teaching this vixen a lesson."

"Let her understand that our White Horse Academy is not easy to bully."

Qian and calligraphy and painting have excellent mass base in Baima Academy. Competition here is almost her home court. However, although everyone said this, they really don’t have much confidence in their hearts. Everyone knows that Ye Yunhai’s fiancée is the young owner of Juejian Villa, and now he is a formal disciple of Shushan. I heard that with the help of Shushan, it is now an innate realm.

Three months ago, Qian Shuhua came to the door and was almost beaten into a pig's head. You know, Lin Meier was just a second-rate martial artist at that time. In just three months, Qian Shuhua and Lin Meier were again confronting Lin Meier. Will the result change?

Most people are pessimistic in their hearts, but they don’t fight for the steamed buns and breathe. Even if they face a million troops, they must have the courage to splatter blood for five steps.

It is not scary to lose, and it is a real coward who dares not take action.

Lin Meier stood in the center of the martial arts field, shook her wrist and a wooden sword beside her held in her hand, "This person is stupid and not scary. What's scary is that she doesn't know herself. She doesn't have a clear understanding of herself and has no self-knowledge."

Qian Shuhua looked at the nine-foot spear on the edge of the weapon stand, gently lifted it up, stumbled the weight, and seemed a little unsatisfied. She glanced at Lin Meier, "It's really terrible to have no self-knowledge. It's even more terrible to take something that doesn't belong to her, because it's something to be paid back."

"And, don't you feel disgusted when eating what others have left?" Qian Shuhua mocked.

"You have to eat before you can be qualified to say it." Lin Meier's face changed slightly.

"A man from the world, he wants to jump into the dragon gate. If you don't wash your face and see what you look like, a native chicken is a native chicken, and you will never think about climbing to the branch to be a phoenix."

The most toxic woman's heart is even more terrifying. She humiliates you without using dirty words. If Lin Meier, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, would she be the opponent of Qian's calligraphy and painting?

"court death!"

"Last time, it was my subordinates who showed mercy, don't be ungrateful!"

Lin Meier's face had completely cooled down.

"Today you don't have to show mercy. If you have no eyes on your sword, you will be destined to your destiny!"

Qian Shuhua held a gun in one hand, his voice firmly and his standing posture was straight.

"This is what you asked for." Lin Meier raised her eyebrows coldly, and a sword flower appeared in her long sword wrist, with a ray of green light, and went straight towards Qian Shuhua. It was extremely fast, and she used Shushan's Qingfeng Sword Technique.

When students from the surrounding academy saw this scene, most of them couldn't help but close their eyes or tilted their heads aside. Their senior sister was bullied, and no one would want to see it. But firstly, most of the teenagers studying at Baima Academy were strong in literature and weak in martial arts. Secondly, with the nature of money, calligraphy and painting, people would not help her, let alone for love.

Even some young men who are confident in Qian's calligraphy and painting sighed when they saw the weapons chosen by Qian's calligraphy and painting.

Lin Meier is now a disciple of Shushan. It is rumored that it is the number one sword sect in the world. As for guns, I have never heard of anyone who can beat Shushan's swords with guns.

The gun is more suitable for use in the battle between the two armies or in the battle between the two armies. The sword is the well-deserved king of the two men.

The sword in Shushan is fast, so many times the winner is between one sword.

A green light flashed.

A blunt blow was heard almost at the same time in the ears of the college students.

He closed his eyes and quickly opened them and took a breath of cold air.

The originally imagined picture did not happen. Their senior sister Qian Shuhua stood steadily, still holding the wooden spear in one hand. However, Lin Meier was in the air at this time, and she flew backwards. It was obvious that there was a sunken on her chest, and the wooden sword she was holding had also been thrown away from her hands.

"What happened just now?" asked the school student with his eyes closed in a low voice.

"Is this still our senior sister?" another college student asked in a low voice.

"I heard that my senior sister had a fierce fight before, but I really didn't know that even the disciples of Shushan could fight." The low-key murmur quickly turned into a loud discussion.

"I think your description just now is not accurate enough. Did you beat it? It's clearly a flash sale!"

"One shot!"

"Our senior sister only used one shot!"

"A single shot is not fancy at all!"

"From the future, senior sister will be my idol."

"I love you, senior sister."

Baima Academy has a rigorous academic style, but these students who are studying are all descendants of dignitaries and nobles. Their thoughts are quite avant-garde. In just a while, a young man shouted loudly that he liked money, calligraphy and painting. If the old man was here, he would faint, which was the norm.

Not to mention others, even Qian Shuhua himself was shocked at this time.

It turned out that Ye Que taught his "stolen" that he was so domineering, and defeated Lin Meier with just one shot.

Standing ten meters away, Qian Shuhua smiled and looked around, and finally looked at Lin Meier.

"Are you there?"

Two words, Qian, calligraphy and painting are full of domineering words.

On the other hand, Lin Meier, Xiuhe, who was stained with soil, was wrinkled. After falling to the ground, her hair rubbed against the ground. She was originally a bunch of hair, but she was also a little messy at this time, her eyes were full of disbelief, but the severe pain in her chest told her that it was indeed true.

She lost, and Lin Meier lost to Qian Shuhua.

She is the young owner of Shushan Branch of Juejian Villa and a formal disciple of Shushan. She actually lost to the eldest lady of the Shangjia Family during the competition!

"Are you there?"

"Of course I'm not convinced!"

But she couldn't speak because she was indeed defeated, and she was defeated in just one shot.

With red eyes, Lin Meier felt that the eyes around her were ridiculous. She felt aggrieved in her heart, and the corners of her eyes became a little wet, and she actually cried.

At this moment, a thick and low voice came in from the crowd.

"Don't accept it!"
Chapter completed!