Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Qu Kejing raised his crescent-shaped sword and pointed it at Qing Jiujiu.

Qing Jiujiu raised his eyebrows: "Insult you? I just bet, how can I insult you? Or, you bet on yourself to win, and you are afraid of losing to me too badly, so you think I am insulting you?"

"You! I will never lose!"

Qu Kejing rushed towards Qing Jiujiu with a reckless spirit like a wild bull.

Qing Jiujiu stepped on the ground, flew up lightly, and stood on the top of Qu Kejing's head with a point of toes.

"Young man, don't be too confident."

"You brat! Arrogant!"

Qu Kejing spun the crescent-shaped sword and aimed at Qing Jiujiu's ankle above his head to cut it.

Qing Jiujiu stepped on the ground again, spinning and landing lightly on the crescent-shaped sword.

Qu Kejing's wrist froze, and he almost let the crescent-shaped sword slip out of his hand after being stepped on by her.

So, in the eyes of the spectators, what they saw was Qu Kejing holding the broadsword horizontally, and Qing Jiujiu standing on the broadsword.

The two were in a stalemate.

"What's going on? Why doesn't Qu Kejing move? Just let this kid step on his precious sword?"

"Who knows, maybe he can't bear to kill him because he sees that the other party is young."

"How long will this fight last? I still want to get the winning money as soon as possible. Although the winning multiple is a bit low, at least I can win."

"That's right! Hurry up! Don't waste time!"

"Hit! Qu Kejing, don't be soft-hearted, no matter how old he is, it's the same on the field, cut him!"

"Yes! Cut him!"

Qu Kejing bit his back teeth tightly, and all his strength was used to hold the knife.

The immortal energy in Qing Jiujiu's body slowly passed along the toes to the crescent-shaped broadsword.

It was like a mountain pressing on the broadsword.

This Qu Kejing used all his strength to barely hold the sword in his hand from falling.

The shouts around him made Qu Kejing anxious!

What happened?

This kid clearly has fairy spirit, but why is he so strong?

He suppressed him so much that he couldn't return the sword or draw it?

No, we can't continue to confront each other like this.

If we continue to confront each other like this, the spectators will see it, which is too embarrassing!

I absolutely can't lose to this kid!

"Ah!"

Qu Kejing roared like a tiger, and doubled his cultivation. A surge of energy burst out from his back. The veins on his hands holding the sword bulged, and he lifted the sword up with force.

Qing Jiujiu, who was touching the sword with her toes, had a frown on her lips, and her expression was indifferent.

She exerted force again, increasing the fairy spirit on her toes.

The sword that was almost lifted by Qu Kejing was actually stepped straight to the ground by her.

With a "bang", Qu Kejing also fell to the ground.

The spectators were dumbfounded: !!!

What's going on! Qu Kejing, holding a fifth-grade crescent-shaped sword of the Supreme God, was hit by a third-grade jade bone and was at the Great Perfection of the Supreme God, but he was crushed!

You are not mistaken!

Some people who don't believe in evil rubbed their eyes.

You are not mistaken.

Some people who don't believe in evil pinched their thighs again.

You are not dreaming.

What is going on! ?

How can a mere immortal crush a god at the level of the Supreme God?

The maid of the god was also shocked.

I thought this young master had some magic weapon, but I didn't expect that he could crush Qu Kejing with his own cultivation. He should not be underestimated!

Qu Kejing also looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief, his eyes widened like a cow's eye.

How could it be?

It seems that she didn't even use her full strength, how could she crush me so easily?

Qing Jiujiu put her hands behind her back, bent over, and looked at Qu Kejing with interest.

"What do you think? Do you admit defeat? If you admit defeat now, I can spare your life."

Her big dark eyes curved into crescents, and there was a smile on her rosy face. Her tone was gentle and very cute.

The spectators took a look and it was almost sweet to their hearts.

But what she said seemed a little familiar.

Yes, that's right, Qu Kejing had said it just a moment ago.

Hiss! This is the softest tone, saying the most face-slapping words.

Qu Kejing's face turned pale with anger, and he tried to pull out the knife with force, but he failed to pull it out after several attempts.

No!

I can't lose! At least I can't lose to this kid!

He gave up trying to grab the knife, slapped the ground with his palm, clenched his fists, and took the opportunity to hit Qing Jiujiu's lower abdomen.

This attack came suddenly.

And it was very close to Qing Jiujiu.

It would definitely hit Qing Jiujiu hard.

Everyone watched and closed their eyes instinctively.

This small body must not be able to withstand the hammer, right?

However...

"Ahhhhh..."

Qu Kejing roared, and everyone opened their eyes.Open your eyes.

Qing Jiujiu's face was smiling, her expression was cunning, and her chubby little hands slapped on Qu Kejing's fists, catching his two fists steadily, standing still like a mountain.

Looking back at Qu Kejing, his hands fell down weakly. If he saw it correctly, the bones of his hands were broken.

Everyone took a deep breath.

Hiss!

What on earth is going on! ?

Qing Jiujiu put down her arms and put them behind her back calmly.

This was of course because of the good wine just now, which not only helped her restore her cultivation to two-thirds, but also helped her integrate Galan's divine power.

Otherwise, she really couldn't beat Qu Kejing now.

Qu Kejing knelt on the ground, screaming miserably.

Qing Jiujiu glanced at him.

It's time to end it.

She jumped up, and kicked Qu Kejing in the chest to the astonishment of everyone.

Qu Kejing screamed "Ah" again, and was kicked away by Qing Jiujiu. He slid out a perfect parabola in the air and fell into the crowd.

The crowd retreated in a circle in tacit understanding.

Qu Kejing fell heavily to the ground, forming a "big" character.

Miserable!

Really miserable!

Very miserable!

However, although Qu Kejing looked miserable, in fact, only his bones were broken. This was an external injury, and he did not hurt his internal organs. As a god, he only needed to recuperate for half a month to recover.

Speaking of which, Qing Jiujiu was already very kind.

Everyone shook their heads and smacked their lips, and then looked at Qing Jiujiu on the stage.

Qing Jiujiu clapped her hands lightly, then stretched lazily, yawned lazily, and walked in front of the god's maid.

"Hey, you won, go get the divine stone, split in half!"

The maiden looked at the divine stones piled up like a mountain, her eyes lit up instantly, and she bowed to Qing Jiujiu.

"Thank you, young master."

She even forgot to announce that Qing Jiujiu had won, and hurried down to the stage to collect the divine stones.

Onlookers only then remembered this, and for a moment they covered their purses in pain.

Woo woo woo...

Their divine stones...

They are miserable, very miserable, very miserable...

They lost everything...

Qing Jiujiu's eyes moved, and she quietly took advantage of everyone's inattention to prepare to walk off the stage and take another jar of wine.

The empress winked at the person next to her.

The man immediately understood, jumped up, flew down from the window, and blocked Qing Jiujiu's way.