It wasn't until Qianliu completely kicked the remains of the fluorescent sticks into pieces that the two sticks finally stopped playing in a loop.
The referee then announced Qianliu's victory. Qianliu turned around, looked back at Mei Qian who had fainted, and snorted coldly:
"As long as I am still standing on the field, no one can restrain my strength, neither you nor anyone else!"
As he spoke, Qianliu looked at Ren Jie, Lu Chen, Qiao Qingsong and others with cold eyes, his eyes full of provocation.
Then he flicked his sleeves, and in a flash, he rushed straight to the stands, but it didn't matter. His shoelaces were untied and he was stepped on by his other foot.
At extreme speeds, any slight mistake can have extremely serious consequences.
Qianliu immediately broke the shoelace of his other foot, lost his balance and fell forward.
He instinctively accelerated forward, trying to maintain his balance, but he stepped off both shoes, his socks were dry and leaking, and now he was even more stuck.
But this was still not a problem for Qianliu. He lifted his foot violently in an attempt to stop his fall, but at the moment of lifting his foot, his little toe hit a raised stone bump on the field.
His facial features were all twisted together in pain, and he fell forward on the spot. Due to his speed, before he could get up, the barrier of the main arena was already in front of him.
If it collided with it at extreme speed, the consequences would be unimaginable, and its speed would be turned off instinctively.
Hearing a roar, Qianliu rolled on the ground for an unknown number of times before hitting the barrier of the main arena. The barrier was broken through on the spot, and his head was firmly pressed against the cement block next to the entrance channel. superior.
The reinforced concrete pillars were smashed into pieces, and by the help of inertia, they rolled all the way into the auditorium...
Blood was flowing from the top of his head and he lost consciousness on the spot.
From the perspective of everyone, Qianliu rolled directly off the ring, crashed through the barrier, and rolled into the audience...
Ren Jie looked at this scene and was holding back a smile:
"You were asked to hold a cup? Are you overturned? No one can suppress your edge when you are in the ring, but you are completely crazy when you are off the ring?"
The child of misfortune is no joke. Heaven has reincarnation, so who will be spared by misfortune?
Although Qianliu won Mei Qian, he still couldn't suffer the same misfortune, right?
Wang Laotie covered his face, I just told you to give up the game, don’t you believe it?
Have you suffered?
If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot in front of you?
What was even more unlucky was that the auditorium Qianliu fell into was still in the senior citizen area, and all of them were grandparents and fans.
When they saw Qianliu coming, everyone's eyes lit up with excitement.
٩(◞•̀﹃•́◟)۶ "Ah hahaha~ Qianliu baby! Finally! Finally, grandma, I touched a real person? So handsome! So stylish?"
(ʃƪ◞˘3˘) "He fainted. He must need artificial respiration, right? Let me do it! Qianliu baby, mommy, save you! mUa~"
"Bah! Do you have enough lung capacity? Did you brush your teeth this morning? There are still vegetable leaves on your teeth. Let me do it! I'm a professional!"
"You're done with artificial respiration. I know how to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Leave this part of your chest to me. Hey, I can't feel anything through my clothes. I'll just scratch it..."
I saw a group of aunts wearing heavy makeup, and the grandmothers gathered around her, pressing Qianliu in the middle, not only raising and lowering their hands, but also some of them started talking.
The sound of tearing off clothes could be heard endlessly, rags flying everywhere, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.
With Qianliu's popularity, losing consciousness and falling into the audience is like an actress falling off the stage at a concert.
If you don't seal it into amber, you'll be sorry for this opportunity, right?
Qianliu, who fainted, was awakened by the enthusiasm of the aunts. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a group of old women pouting towards him.
Qianliu's eyes were filled with fear, and he screamed like a groundhog, leaving the auditorium as if running for his life, and rushed back to the stands.
I saw that his clothes and pants were torn, hanging on his body like a mop. There were hundreds of lip marks on his face and two big bright red handprints on his chest.
These were nothing, Qianliu tilted his head and spit out three teeth side by side.
He was stunned for a moment. Did I knock out three of my teeth just now?
But when he licked his teeth, it was wrong. They were not missing, were they?
In the audience, an old lady with a silver hair, wrinkles on her face, and a kind face raised her hands and said:
(◞ ⁼̴ convex⁼̴)ﾂ"Qianliu baby? That's my tooth, can you give it back to me? It won't be easy to match it again. It would be great if you can sign it, so that in the future I will never brush these dentures again!”
Qianliu:? ? ?
Why did your dentures fall into my mouth when you were riding a horse? Damn it, you are so old, what kind of tender grass are you chewing on?
Shen Te Miao signed your dentures, please brush your teeth well!
Qianliu, who vomited violently, tilted his head and vomited, then disappeared from the stands in an instant.
In the preparation room, the shirtless Qianliu let the water wash over his body, his facial features were distorted, and there were even tears in his eyes.
(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`) "I got dirty when I stepped on the horse..."
…
At the end of the eighth round, the Son of Doom was still defeated by Qianliu Wushuang, and the top eight were born.
The ninth round will also be the last round today, and the battle table shows...
Ren Jie vs Bao Dabao, Jiang Jiuli vs Qianliu, Lu Chen vs Jin Jue, Qiao Qingsong vs Zhao Ting
Zhao Ting's name may sound unfamiliar, but he is indeed the only one among all the contestants who is in the first level of physical fitness and is competing under the age limit.
Relying on his own level advantage, he fought all the way to the ninth round, but unexpectedly he was bumped into by Qiao Qingsong.
Ren Jie had watched Zhao Ting's video before, and he was the one who was beaten by Qianliu seconds, so he still had some impressions.
Looking at the battle list, Lu Chen became extremely anxious and couldn't help but find Jiang Jiuli:
"Why don't you admit defeat in this match? Once you admit defeat, I will meet Qianliu in the next match. Otherwise, you will be cut down even if you go up. Why don't you save your strength and prepare for the team battle?"
Jiang Jiuli was furious when he heard this:
"Why do I get cut even if I go up? I can be defeated, but I won't admit defeat. If I don't even have the courage to go on the field, why should I participate in Gaotian's selection?"
"And you! Kumquat is not weak either, don't do it again!"
Ren Jie immediately put his hands on his hips: (｡･ˇдˇ･) "That's right! What a big boy, don't be so ambitious, are you?"
Lu Chen rolled his eyes, have you two united front so quickly?
"I will definitely win! I will take revenge on Qianliu! This is a fateful battle between the two of us. I am destined to fight him to the death, right?"
"You just have to admit defeat! Sister Jiuli! Sister-in-law! Mom!"
Jiang Jiuli: (̿▀̿～▀̿ ̿ꐦ)̄
"Today you just called me too milky! I have to play too!"
Ren Jie:? ? ?
You are pretty good at it, but you still want to be a super senior?
Lu Chen had no choice but to hope that Jiang Jiuli would lose. In terms of strength, Jiang Jiuli had a smaller chance of winning, but who knew if Qianliu's bad luck would pass?
Isn't it possible that he could overturn?
Mo Wanrou looked solemn:
"Ex! Be careful. That Bao Dabao is very strong. I'm not very good at it. I can't hold it. If I can't break through his demonic characteristics, it will be difficult to win against him..."
Ren Jie grinned: "Just wait and see~ I received money from the brand, so if I lose, I won't be able to make a deal."
At this moment, Lu Chen gritted his teeth: "Wanrou! You care about your ex, but you don't care about me? Am I going to end too?"
Mo Wanrou curled her lips: "Care about you? I don't think you will end up well!"
Lu Chen: (ಥ义ಥꐦ)
