The thunder beads and fire beads in mid-air completely lost control and exploded into pieces.
The strong wind was mixed in, making a whimpering sound, as if someone was crying.
Zheng Qing took two steps forward with some guilt, and looked at the owner of the tail. Tushan Chujiu lay firmly on the ground, motionless, and the solid bluestone slab on the performance platform was smashed into criss-crossing spider web shapes.
There was a crack, and she was in the middle of it.
Miraculously, there was no blood on the ground, not even a drop.
Tushan Chujiu's brain didn't burst either - the loud noise just now really startled Zheng Qing, thinking that he had accidentally made a big mistake. When he came back to his senses, he felt extremely lucky.
Zheng Qing guessed that the amulet worn by the witch had an effect, or that the referee's bench and the elders on Lishan Mountain secretly protected it.
No matter which possibility it was, he breathed a sigh of relief.
A low groan came from the ground.
Compared with the happy wizard, Tushan Chujiu felt at a loss in his heart at this moment.
Watching my face getting closer and closer to the ground, until finally they collided with each other, this strong visual and psychological impact is difficult to describe in words.
As a witch, especially a beautiful, respected, and noble witch, she has never been treated like this. Not to mention being hit on the stone floor with her tail, even a slightly heavier fist.
.
She is a wizard!
A wizard who uses spells!
A wizard who behaves elegantly and whose smile and posture are impeccable in the eyes of the elders!
Except for those perverts from the Tianmen Zhang family, which wizard would wave his fists and rush in to fight? Not to mention using such violent methods against a lady in a classy place like Shanglin Garden Chunshou.
For a moment, she was angry and anxious, feeling extremely aggrieved. She just wanted to dig open the gravel on the ground and crawl into a place where no one could see it. But the strange feeling coming from her tail made her realize that even if she wanted to crawl through, she would not be able to crawl.
Can't drill down.
Tiny footsteps could be heard in my ears.
Zheng Qing moved forward again.
The distance between the two people has been shortened to within two or three steps. Zheng Qing is still holding Tu Shan Chujiu's tail tightly with both hands, and Tu Shan Chujiu simply continues to lie limply on the ground and pretends to be dead.
He can't give me another round!
The witch buried her face in the rubble, thinking sadly.
Neither of the two people spoke, and the scene was slightly awkward—or, it was precisely because the scene was so embarrassing that neither of them knew how to speak.
Does this count as a winner?
Zheng Qing raised his head hesitantly and looked in the direction of the referee's seat.
If you follow the rules of the boxing ring, you can lose when your opponent lies on the ground motionless for a period of time. But the key to the problem is that they are wizards, and the performance stage is not a boxing ring.
There was no sound from the referee's bench.
I wonder if those elders are still immersed in the shock of the scene just now.
Tu Shanchujiu also said nothing.
The silence lasted for several minutes, and Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it and tugged on the big tail in his hand.
"Hello."
He tentatively said hello, but then felt that this word was not polite enough. He paused, then tugged on his tail and politely changed his words: "Hello, do you want to surrender?"
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?!
Tushan Chujiu rolled his eyes in his heart and continued to lie on the ground pretending to be dead.
He wouldn't really beat her to death, would he? No, he just heard her snort. Zheng Qing looked at the back of the figure lying in front of him warily, and a dozen vixens cunningly pretended to be dead and finally died flashed in his mind
A fable of counter-murder.
But we can't rule out the possibility that the shock was too loud and deafened her ears.
Thinking of this, Zheng Qing raised his leg and tentatively kicked his prisoner with his toes - because he was still holding someone else's tail, considering the length of his arms and legs, his toes happened to hit the base of the prisoner's thigh.
Location.
To use a less elegant word, he kicked her ass.
Tushan Chujiu's body suddenly tensed up and he shuddered violently.
Zheng Qing could clearly see the long hairs on the big tail he was holding exploding one by one as if attracted by static electricity. He subconsciously thought that the opponent was going to use some big move to counterattack, so he subconsciously swung his backhand.
boom!
Another circle.
This time, he restrained his efforts a little, so the impact was not so strong, but because the heat wave and fog around him gradually dissipated, this scene happened to be seen by many young wizards by the Crescent Lake.
Everyone was stunned, wondering what had just happened.
Including Jiang Yu.
She felt that it was just a blink of an eye. Why did Zheng Qing grab the big fox by its tail and smash her to the ground? Didn't he just release a flock of birds? And it seemed a bit impolite to grab the fox's tail.
Can't laugh, absolutely can't laugh!
The eldest daughter of the Zhongshan family frowned, bit her lip, and pinched the pink-robed witch who was holding her arm so hard that she almost jumped up from the pain.
"enough!"
On top of Mount Li, a repressed and angry scolding came: "Are you humiliating the Tushan clan?"
Zheng Qing looked up blankly at the place where the voice came from. He didn't know why the other party said that - isn't this a stage for acting? It was just a fight, how could it rise to the level of 'humiliation'? Or did he have to pretend to be beaten?
Is defeat only reasonable? The winning and losing quotas have been predetermined?
He pinched the big tail in his hand in dissatisfaction, trying to wake up his opponent again and let her comment.
Tushan Chujiu's body was trembling slightly, his fists were curled up in his sleeves, clenched tightly, but his eyes were still tightly closed, determined not to move.
Staying in such a stalemate is no solution.
Zheng Qing thought for a few seconds and finally thought of a solution.
He stared at the prisoner closely, pinched the fox's tail with one hand, took out a cloud-climbing charm from the gray cloth bag with the other hand, and threw it on the ground. The surrounding fog gathered under the witch, and in the blink of an eye, a small white cloud condensed, covering the
She lifted it up.
Then he dragged the witch by the tail and threw her out of the stage with the low, slow chug of the cloud-crawling charm.
thump!
Perfect!
Zheng Qing clapped his hands unconsciously, feeling that he was too gentleman for not dragging her directly to the ground on the performance stage. In addition, his hands suddenly became empty, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Cheng Rong...hey, where is the person?"
After throwing the person into the performance stage, Zheng Qing followed the rules and performed the ceremony honestly. But when he raised his head, he found that there was nothing in front of him, and Tushan Chujiu was nowhere to be seen.
However, Jiang Yu by the Crescent Lake could see it very clearly.
Almost the moment Tushan landed on Chujiu, a white rainbow light couldn't wait to fall from Lishan Mountain, accurately covering the witch's body, and rolled her back to the mountain.
This time, the referees on the referee's bench did not express any objection.
"Zheng Qing challenges Tushan Chujiu, the winner is Zheng Qing!"
A bluebird spread its wings, rose from the foot of Mount Li, and circled around Crescent Lake. Its clear and sweet voice echoed on the sparkling water, looking elegant and calm.
But the more so, the scene where the wizard just smashed a beautiful woman to the ground became more impressive.
So up and down Lishan Mountain and by Crescent Moon Lake, everyone stared quietly at the young wizard who was still standing on the edge of the performance stage. They looked at the shy smile on his face and remained silent for a long time.
There was no applause, no cheers, or even the noise of whispering after a normal challenge.
Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes, not knowing how to evaluate this scene.
"This is the real challenge... This is the real wizard!"
The current Lei Zhe of the Divine Will, Zhang Shuzhi, who was born in the Zhang family of Tianmen, folded his arms and looked at Zheng Qing with a look full of relief. His tone was full of appreciation, and he repeated what he said before: "No wonder my brother is willing to succumb to
Come on!"
"Except for your family, no one in the entire Lishan Mountain thinks this is normal." Zhao Qiao complained unceremoniously.
Deng Xiaojian, on the other hand, looked at Zheng Qing with more admiration: "Now I really believe that he has a child with Councilor Su... How can a normal wizard do such a tricky thing!"
"This is not called killing flowers with a ruthless hand, this is called clearing the relationship and proving one's innocence."
Zhan Yuchen, who once managed a petting zoo, smacked his lips and gave a very appropriate example: "If a little fox in the zoo eats someone else's chicken drumsticks, he will definitely brush his teeth and rinse his mouth, wash his paws, and then specially do it in front of you.
He showed his teeth and turned around twice to prove that he didn't steal anything."