Chapter 729: Make a Bet

The two of them walked onto the stage at a steady pace. The people below looked at them quietly, and no one could tell who was more powerful.

According to the requirements of the program team, the contestants need to say "harsh words" to the other party after they go on stage, which is also a kind of program effect.

Leng Qingling spoke first: "I'm sorry, Bingxia, I'm here to take first place, I won't let you go."

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes were sharp and murderous.

As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone in the audience was shocked by her words, especially the fans invited by the program team. Everyone's blood was instantly ignited, and they were all full of expectations for Leng Qingling.

After Bingxia heard this, a hint of coldness flashed across her eyes, but she just said "hmm" lightly, as if she didn't take her bold words to heart.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Some people couldn't hold back and laughed.

Leng Qingling was annoyed all of a sudden, glared at Bingxia fiercely, and said through gritted teeth: "Okay, then it depends on your ability."

Shen Youran leaned against Qiao Yanmeng and asked quietly, "Sister Mengmeng, who do you think is more likely to win?"

Qiao Yanmeng was a little absent-minded and glanced at the stage. "No doubt, it must be Bingxia."

Shen Youran shook her head and lowered her voice: "Sister Mengmeng, Leng Qingling has studied with foreign masters for a long time, and she is very strong. I think Bingxia is a little worried."

"Then let's make a bet." Qiao Yanmeng laughed.

Shen Youran became interested. "If I win, you will protect me from now on. How about that?"

Qiao Yanmeng raised her eyebrows but did not comment.

Shen Youran was very happy and held her arm tightly.

Many people below started betting secretly. When Leng Qingling first introduced herself, she performed Taekwondo moves for everyone, but Bingxia had never performed in front of everyone.

Judging from the momentum alone, Leng Qingling is indeed more powerful.

The referee gave the order and the game began.

Leng Qingling was obviously losing her temper. As soon as the whistle sounded, she rushed forward and hit Bingxia in the face with a gorgeous and fierce upper punch.

Everyone held their breath and stared at this scene, but Bingxia just retreated casually and barely avoided the opponent's heavy attack.

At the same time, Bingxia swept over and Leng Qingling was almost knocked over.

The two men fought back and forth, evenly matched. After more than ten moves, neither was able to defeat the other, but it was difficult to tell who would win for a while.

Leng Qingling was a little annoyed. She originally thought that Bingxia was just a show-off, but she didn't expect that she would be so stubborn when it came to the real thing.

She gritted her teeth and made up her mind, made a fake move, and then kicked Bingxia in the calf.

Feeling severe pain, Bingxia stepped back subconsciously, staggered and almost fell. At this time, Leng Qingling seized the opportunity and hit Bingxia repeatedly, leaving her with almost no strength to fight back.

Leng Qingling sneered in her heart, it was just like this, and she thought she was so powerful.

"Look, look, Bingxia is going to lose. Our sister is so amazing."

"Who said it wasn't true? Bingxia is just a fancy-fashioned fighter. How dare she fight with our sister with such a low ability?"

"Come on Leng Qingling, knock her down!"

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When the fans invited by the program team saw that Leng Qingling had the upper hand, they cheered her on desperately.

On the other hand, Bing Xia's fans felt quite ashamed. There were a few of them who were still silently supporting their idol, but they didn't dare to speak out at this moment.

Watching Bingxia becoming increasingly weaker, the staff in the audience couldn't bear to take any more photos and just looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this moment, Leng Qingling suddenly kicked out a whirlwind that touched the ground, and her foot was about to kick Bingxia's shoulder.

No one could bear to watch it.

If she continues to lose, Bingxia won't be able to stand up at all.

"Bend down." At this time, Qiao Yanmeng suddenly stood up and said coldly, "Turn around and kick from behind!"

Just a few simple instructions.

Before anyone else could react, Bingxia, who was almost in a desperate situation, understood what she meant at the first moment and quickly did as she said.

He bent down and barely avoided Leng Qingling's kick. Then, before the opponent could react, he turned around and kicked Leng Qingling hard in the waist.

Leng Qingling was caught off guard and flew several steps back. A dull pain spread throughout her body from the place where she was lifted, bringing with it an outrageous shame.

She has always been a proud person. She is never willing to admit that others are better than her, and she is even more unwilling to lose in the field she is good at.

Leng Qingling clenched her teeth, and there was more anger and hatred in her eyes when she looked at Bingxia.

She growled and pounced towards Bingxia like an attacking black panther.

Bingxia was taken aback by her cold aura, but she also knew that she couldn't retreat at this moment. At this moment, Qiao Yanmeng's simple and powerful command rang out not far away: "Turn right and attack her left leg."

Bingxia did everything she was told. At the critical moment, she was glad that her mind was still clear and she could accurately understand Qiao Yanmeng's instructions.

After a few rounds, she was able to counteract Leng Qingling's moves one by one. She even gained the upper hand and beat Leng Qingling.

"Wow, Bingxia is standing up. I knew she would be good!"

“Great, keep it up!”

"Bingxia Bingxia, I love you, like a mouse loves rice!"

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The situation reversed, Leng Qingling's fans died down, but Bing Xia was extremely excited.

Watching this scene, Shen Youran turned his admiring gaze towards Qiao Yanmeng.