After hearing Tian Jingwei say this, Yu Qianru seemed to understand something. No one likes arrogant people, and the older generation prefers young people with restrained personalities.

"But Jiang Yan's strength is, after all, above Chen Qing, they compare martial arts, not dealing with people. Winning means winning, losing means losing. Isn't it?" Yu Qianru always felt that since it was a simple competition, we should not consider anything other than martial arts, as this would be disrespectful to the warriors.

Tian Jingwei did not agree with Yu Qianru's opinion and said with a smile: "If you only look at the surface, of course, whoever has the best martial arts skills is the winner, but if you think carefully and deeply, martial artists must not only practice martial arts, but also practice virtue, that is, martial arts. Looking at Grandpa, Senior Huo and others, the reason why they have a sensation in the martial arts world is not because of how high their strength is, but because of their reputation and reputation, everyone is willing to believe them."

Tian Jingwei looked at Yu Qianru and smiled and said, "Miss Yu seems to hope that Jiang Yan will win this competition?"

Yu Qianru asked back, "I heard that Miss Tian and Brother Jiang have a very good relationship. Miss Tian should also hope that Brother Jiang will defeat Chen Qing, right?"

Although neither of them said it out loud, they actually understood each other's thoughts.

As the saying goes, beauties have loved heroes since ancient times.

Jiang Yan has been ranked first in the dragon list for a long time, and his strength is several streets ahead of his peers. Even among the older generation of warriors, he rarely encounters opponents. In addition, Jiang Yan is young and has a good skin. It can be said that Jiang Yan combines many halos. Which young strong man doesn’t admire such a woman?

Of course, there is no need to say about Yu Qianru. Many people know her Jiang Yan’s thoughts.

The reason why Tian Jingwei always thinks that Chen Qing is excellent is not absolutely excellent is actually because she compares Chen Qing and Jiang Yan. Tian Jingwei has always thought that Jiang Yan is a benchmark among young warriors. How could a man who can be regarded as a benchmark by Tian Jingwei without a trace of favor?

But Tian Jingwei did not hope that Jiang Yan would defeat Chen Qing because she had a good impression of him. In this competition, she hoped that Chen Qing could win the competition. Women like unexpected surprises again and again.

"Who I hope wins does not represent the result of the competition. In fact, it is useless to guess here. It is better to appreciate the duel between them and the peak duel between the younger generation." Tian Jingwei said.

Yu Qianru nodded with a faint smile. Although she didn't say anything, she didn't have any optimism about Chen Qing.

Chen Qing and Jiang Yan's movements were too fast. In just one or two minutes, they had already fought for more than fifty moves. Chen Qing was suppressed all the way, and he had a lot of fists and feet on his body. Even his face did not avoid Jiang Yan's fists. The corners of his mouth were red and swollen, and blood overflowed.

But no matter what, Chen Qing persisted for more than fifty moves, which made Jiang Yan feel a little embarrassed.

"It's useless to hold on. After all, there is too much difference between you and me. Chen Qing, I won't show mercy anymore. Be careful." Jiang Yan said this, actually finding a way out for him.

Chen Qing licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, spitted it on the ground, and said, "No matter what, I will stick to it for a hundred moves. Jiang Yan, you will definitely lose!"

"Haha, is that? It depends on whether you have the ability! Look at the fist!" Jiang Yan shouted coldly, and turned into a afterimage again, which was a little faster than the speed just now. In just a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Chen Qing.

bump!

With a straight punch, Chen Qing hit Chen Qing's chest hard. Chen Qing only felt his chest sunken and his breathing became difficult.

After Jiang Yan succeeded with a blow, he did not stop. Instead, he grabbed Chen Qing's wrist tightly and pulled it hard. At the same time, another fist had already greeted Chen Qing's left face.

The fist quickly dilated in Chen Qing's pupils. Even Chen Qing was shocked. If he was hit by this punch, even if he didn't die, he would have to be shocked, and the result would be the end of the duel.

At that time, Chen Qingshan leaned back at the maximum amplitude, and his fist flew over the tip of his nose.

Jiang Yan's punch fell, tapped his feet, jumped up, and hit Chen Qing's chest with his right knee. With a clack, Chen Qing's chest collapsed with a visible amplitude of his naked eyes. Chen Qing couldn't help but groan, and bright red blood sprayed out directly.

This blow made Chen Qing break at least three of his sternums, and he felt a stinging sensation of bones piercing the flesh and blood. If Chen Qing hadn't had strong willpower, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Chen Qing, end this battle!" Jiang Yan sneered, turned around and kicked Chen Qing in the face again. With a huge force, he kicked Chen Qing out directly, lost control of his body and landed heavily on the martial arts field.

The whole audience was silent, and the needle fell soundly.

Everyone looked at Chen Qing and Jiang Yan in a complicated manner, with shock, disappointment, and mocking in their eyes...

"Third brother! How are you?" Yuan Biao and Xue Lin came to their senses and rushed over to ask about Chen Qing's injuries.

Duan Kesheng and Li Ling'er followed closely, and several people came to Chen Qing. They saw that the latter was pale and powerless, with no blood at all, but his face was covered with blood.

"Young Master, I'll take you to treat the injury!" Duan Kesheng was about to carry Chen Qing on his back as he spoke.

Chen Qing gently patted Duan Kesheng's back of his hand and expressed his rejection.

"Third brother, stop fighting. It's already great to be able to hold on for so long. A competition doesn't represent anything. Life is the most important thing." Yuan Biao said.

Xue Lin echoed in the voice: "Third brother, let's admit defeat."

When Li Ling'er saw Chen Qing's miserable situation, her eyes suddenly became wet, and she said with a hint of crying: "Master, stop fighting, Jiang Yan is too strong. You are not his opponent now. If you continue fighting, your life will be in danger."

At this time, Li Yingjie and Wang Daolin also ran over, with both of them showing solemnity on their faces. Li Yingjie frowned and said, "Director Chen, you are too injured, so let's stop here."

Chen Qing shook his head gently, looked at Yuan Biao and said, "Brother, help me up. No matter what, I have to persevere for a hundred tricks."

Sometimes people live just to fight for a breath, and they live their faces and bareness. It’s nothing to lose the competition, but they can’t lose their backbone.

What's more, Chen Qing is not a casual cultivator, but the vice president of the Ancient Martial Arts Academy. He has too many things on his shoulders, so he will never allow the Ancient Martial Arts Academy to become notorious because of him.

So if this battle fails, it will be successful.
Chapter completed!