His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 863

"In contrast, Dongli was weaker and was beaten by Bai Zhu, and Polita took a step behind to help him, and the two fell together! Bai Zhu won!"

Stand up!

Can't help cheering for Bai Zhu!

Qian Mi was engulfed by the cheers, holding the Qingshuang sword hilt, so nervous that she could feel her breathing.

She raised her hand slowly, wanting to surrender directly.

Suddenly, she thought of Bai Zhu's phrase "striving to fight".

The hand was slowly put down again.

To respect the opponent is to show all the strength to compare with him.

Otherwise, it's an insult.

But she didn't know that the moment she dropped her hand, the audience uttered abusive noises.

The reason is that when she raised her hand to surrender, the reward amount was mentioned two million, and then everyone saw that she suddenly put her hand down, so they naturally thought that she was fascinated by the two million and did not surrender.

Qian Miao took a deep breath and tried her best to block other sounds. The moment she opened her eyes, the Cyan Frost Sword in her hand was unsheathed and swung towards Bai Zhu.

She kept turning Bai Zhu back several steps.

The next second, her sword swung towards Bai Zhu's neck.

With a bang, her sword was blocked by Bai Zhu, and then she was pushed hard. She slid a few steps back, turned her head and stood up!

The commentator: "It's wonderful! I took back the person I was just now, and the newcomer Fushen regained his spirits, and he was on par with Bai Zhu! Her Qingshuang sword approached Bai Zhu's neck several times, which was not seen in the previous game. !"

"Fu Shen, a newcomer, sixteen years old, still a little girl, with such talent, the future is limitless!"

Although the narrator praised Qian Miao, it couldn't resist the audience's complaints about her character.

Gold worship, selfishness, and traitor have become her labels.

After half an hour.

The game on the field was stalemate.

The two swords face each other, and their feet grasp the ground. If they relax for a second, they will be pushed back by the other party.

It's like wrestling your wrist, it's about strength.

Qian Miao held the hilt in both hands, breathing more and more quickly.

Thirty minutes into the fight, she was sweating all over.

Sweat dripped from the mask and landed on the back of her hand where the veins were highlighted.

She was fast, she couldn't hold on anymore.

She gritted her teeth and persisted, never relaxing for a second!

"come on."

A clear male voice sounded.

She lifted her eyes suddenly, and a sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in her mind!

Before she had time to think deeply, she mustered all her strength and pushed him back with a squeak.

After the man took two steps back, he pushed her sword away easily with a force of his hand.

Qian Miao fell back, raised her eyes, and saw the sword edge hanging down from him.

On the big screen, the picture of Baishu Sword Finger Fushen was enlarged, and bursts of cheers erupted.

The referee team raised their placards one after another, indicating the victory of Bai Zhu.

Bai Zhu took the sword and stretched out his hand to her.

Qian Mi's mouth was dry, and after a while, she put her hand on it.

His hands are hot.

After she stood up, he let go of his hand and slowly walked towards the door.

At this time, the door has been opened.

The time was just right.

As soon as Bai Zhu walked out of the gate, he was surrounded by people.

She was pushed aside far, far away.

The black chicken supported her, and then silently gave her a thumbs up.

She smiled faintly, glanced at Bai Zhu from a distance, and turned to leave.

Back in the auditorium, everyone around was watching her.

The eyes are different, some are surprised, some are contemptuous, and some are more "deserving".

She silently took off the ring and gave it to the old lady along with the sword.