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Chapter 122 Next, spare no effort!

"The winner of this game: Qiao Jia Qiao Wei!"

Following the referee's announcement, the entire audience fell into a deadly silence, and everyone was in disbelief.

The smile on Qiu Guohua's face froze. He stared at Qiu Ning's body in confusion.

Just a moment ago, the referee was about to declare the Qiu family's victory, but in the next second, one of his most valued disciples turned into a corpse.

Although this is an arena, this is a ring that represents blood and death. However, over the years, there have been very few fatal accidents. Although many people use killing moves, they always leave some reserve to ensure that they are seriously injured at most and not killed.

After all, the people participating in the martial arts conference are the most important disciples of each family. If he is killed, the two major families will become enemies from now on.

The most chilling thing is, why didn't Qiu Ning react at that time?

He is better than Qiao Wei. Logically speaking, he has reaction time.

The entire backstage, even those from the Ye family, were in an unparalleled state of shock.

Qiu Ning died like that! It was so sudden! It was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Mr. Qiu!" Qiu Ning's companion said angrily with red eyes: "Why didn't Brother Ning react in the end? This absolutely shouldn't be the case."

"Yes, Mr. Qiu, we usually have special anti-sneak attack training. With Brother Ning's ability, he can definitely detect it."

"Damn it, I saw Brother Ning turn around, why didn't he get hit anyway?"

There was an endless quarrel backstage, Qiu Guohua's face was gloomy, his eyes were sinister, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Ye, what do you think is going on?"

Ye Guorong's face didn't look good either. He vaguely guessed something in his mind, but he didn't want to say it out loud.

"It was the referee who did it." Chen Qiu said coldly. His words instantly silenced the entire backstage.

"Shen Xiaoyou." Qiu Guohua said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Chen Qiu looked at the referee on the stage and said calmly: "It was the referee who blocked his inner energy and gave him no chance to react. Because of this, Qiao Wei had the chance to hit."

Although this battle consumed a lot of Qiu Ning's energy and stamina, even if he could not completely avoid it, at worst he could hit other positions that were not life-threatening. Moreover, Chen Qiu was paying attention to this battle and noticed that the referee was raising his hand.

When Qiu Ning took his hand, internal energy poured into his body. Now it seems that his meridians are most likely blocked.

On the field, after a brief silence, I don't know who started it first and shouted "shady", followed closely by the deafening shouts of the whole audience.

"Shady story! Shady story!"

"Shady!"

There was an endless stream of voices, one after another, and the order at the scene was instantly chaotic. Why should this declare the victory of the Qiao family?

The real winner should belong to the Qiu family!

Moreover, it was clear that Qiao Wei had been down for more than the prescribed time. What qualifications did he have to stand up and kill Qiu Ning with a despicable sneak attack? Isn't this a serious violation?

But instead of stopping Qiao Wei, the referee even acquiesced in his behavior. Isn't this a shady story?

The referee shouted loudly for silence, but there was still no sign of stopping. Everyone was extremely angry about this!

What everyone wants to see is an upright and exciting duel, not a victory through such underhanded means or even killing others at all costs to achieve victory.

Especially at this moment, when Qiao Wei stands on the stage and still looks smug in the face of thousands of criticisms, it touches the bottom line of everyone's heart!

How did he have the nerve to laugh?

Different from this group of people, at the backstage of the Qiao family, a happy smile appeared on Qiao Jihai's face. He glanced at the butler next to him and chuckled: "Xiaowei has grown up! Fighting is the time.

so."

Butler He sighed: "But everyone seems to be a little dissatisfied with Xiaowei."

Qiao Jihai sneered and said: "A bunch of fools, do they think this is playing house? This is an arena. People sign life and death certificates before going on stage. If they die, they can only blame him for being unlucky and stupid for not knowing how to avoid it."

Butler He looked at the referee meaningfully, then at Qiao Jihai, as if he understood something, but in the end, he just showed a wry smile.

After more than ten minutes of shouting, the court finally calmed down. The referee glanced across the court and said solemnly: "Just now, Qiao Wei did not admit defeat, so the game is still going on."

It was better not to say this reason. As soon as it was spoken, the scene boiled over again, and everyone became even more angry.

What kind of ridiculous reason is this? It’s too far-fetched!

If Qiao Wei didn't admit defeat, then what would you do as a referee? What would you do if you raised Qiu Ning's hand?

If this isn’t a shady story, what else could it be?

The people present were not fools, many were martial artists, and many people knew Qiu Ning. They defended Qiu Ning, and even wanted to break through the fence and rush to the stage to teach Qiao Wei a lesson, but they were stopped by people from the Martial Arts Association.

Come down.

This matter reached a peak with the referee's words, and naturally there was no way to continue.

Now, we must give the Qiu family an explanation!

Backstage, the representative of the martial arts association came immediately. He was an elder in the association. He had gray hair, an immortal spirit, and a white robe. He walked up to Qiu Guohua and said in a deep voice: "Master Qiu, this matter

, how do you want to solve it?"

"What the hell do you mean by the martial arts association?" Before Qiu Guohua could speak, a member of the Qiu family stood up with red eyes: "Solve it? My brother died on it! What's your tone? The person who died was a living person.

!”

The old man said calmly: "Before taking the stage, everyone signed a life and death certificate. You should treat the battle of life and death rationally."

"Fuck you!" The young man's momentum exploded, and he was about to take action in anger.

But at this time, Qiu Guohua said coldly: "Xiao He!"

The young man was furious and glared at the old man fiercely. Tears eventually formed in his eyes. He sighed and sat back down.

Qiu Guohua looked at the old man coldly. He did not speak, but stood up and walked straight to the ring. Every step seemed extremely heavy.

When this respected old man came into view, the whole place fell silent again. For a moment, his back was lonely, until someone helped him step onto the ring, and his figure suddenly stopped.

He stared at Qiu Ning on the ring with deep eyes. After an unknown amount of time, he sighed deeply, stepped forward, stretched out his hand tremblingly, closed Qiu Ning's eyes, and immediately carried him on his back.

Looking at the audience, he said solemnly: "My Qiu family is not as good as others. Thank you all, but let's stop here!"

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. Anyone who knew Qiu Guohua knew that he was competitive and arrogant. Faced with such a humiliating shady situation, he did not argue, but chose to compromise!

this....

Qiu Guohua didn't speak, and silently carried Qiu Ning out of the ring until he was brought backstage, where he finally burst into tears.

He treated these disciples as his own grandchildren. Although he was strict with them, he doted on them in his heart and taught them everything he had learned throughout his life without reservation.

Now, seeing him die tragically in front of us, how can we not feel heartbroken?

Enduring the pain that felt like a knife piercing his heart, Qiu Guohua gritted his teeth and said: "The rest of you, please listen to me. From now on, I will spare no effort!"


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