MTL - Child Bride’s Peaches and Plums Are All Over the World-Chapter 645 Fanwai Qin Yixin (2)

   Li Jiming's opponent is Wei Mo of Songshan Academy, from the General's Mansion of Zhenguo, and the nephew of Wei Yingjie.

   Wei Mo was happy when he saw Li Jiming, he tapped him with the hilt of his sword and said, "You are not very lucky."

Li Jiming didn't expect that he was so unlucky, that he would meet such a strong enemy in the preliminary round, but he still understood the principle of losing without losing, so he smiled and said: "Maybe it's because of your bad luck that you don't know. ."

   Wei Mo pouted and said, "You will lose me in small fights."

   "The last time was a few years ago? How do you know that I haven't caught up with you now?"

   "You are making progress, so I can't stand still," Wei Mo said with a nonchalant smile: "So you will lose this battle without a doubt."

  Li Jiming swung his spear horizontally and said with a smile, "How do you know that I'm not making a little more progress than you every time?"

   Wei Mo pulled out the sword in his hand and smiled, "Then you can see the real chapter under your hand." After saying that, he picked up the long sword and flew towards him.

   Li Jiming swept his spear, instead of retreating, he advanced, facing him with his spear and sword.

   Wei Mo's swordsmanship is elegant and flexible, and his offensive is fierce, but Li Jiming's spear is open and closed, and the tiger is full of wind.

   Wei Mo couldn't get close to him, and Li Jiming couldn't help him for a while, and the two were evenly matched.

  The people in the stands shouted when they saw how fierce the battle was. People from Qingxi Academy cheered on Li Jiming, while those from Songshan Academy cheered on Wei Mo.

  Because this is the Qingxi Academy, the most students are watching the game, and the roars overwhelm the sound of Songshan Academy.

   The students of Songshan Academy were dissatisfied and went to win over Changfeng Academy and other academies that are fighting away from home. "You guys are cheering for us now. When it's your turn to Qingxi Academy, we will also help."

   When other academies heard this, they abandoned their previous suspicions and shouted Wei Mo's name.

  The mountains and tsunamis suddenly roared in the Yanwu Arena. Pingping and Lele were so excited that they jumped up and screamed.

   Qin Yixin was shocked by the voices of the two children, so she couldn't help pulling the two who were jumping around, "Be quieter."

   Lele persevered and jumped on the seat, and replied loudly: "What are you saying, I can't hear you..."

   Qin Yi was helpless, and suddenly heard the father next to her shouting "Okay!"

  Qin Yi subconsciously turned his head to look at the stage, and saw Li Jiming's spear stabbed through Wei Mo's clothes, making him red.

   Wei Mo immediately changed his moves, barely blocking his increasingly fierce offensive...

  Wei Mo's movement is flexible, dancing around the field with a long sword, looking at the same level as Li Jiming, but Qin Yixin, who is not weak in martial arts, can see that he has been defeated.

   Qin Xinfang also smiled and stroked his beard: "Qingxi Academy is going to win."

   "The result hasn't come out yet, Daddy knows again."

Seeing her daughter's stubborn mouth, Qin Xinfang laughed and said: "Although I don't know martial arts, I can also see that the boy from Songshan Academy underestimates the enemy. If he can correct his attitude, the two of them may meet their opponents, and a draw will not be possible in the end. Sure, it's a pity."

Li Jiming is a great martial artist. He has learned the art of war since he was a child. He naturally knows how to chase after victory. Therefore, the spear in his hand becomes more and more fierce. Three steps, and then the long spear retracted and stabbed sharply, and with a "swoosh", it stopped in front of Wei Mo's neck.

  Li Jiming withdrew his spear and said, "I've given up."

   Wei Mo's face turned blue, he put his sword in the sheath and returned the salute, "You really have made a lot of progress."

   He knew that he was underestimating the enemy, and although he was unwilling, he was convinced, and after bowing, he withdrew.

  Li Jiming breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped down.

   Their classmates and friends stepped forward to catch them. Those who were injured bandaged their wounds, and those who were not injured were helped to rest aside. This is just the preliminary round. There will be two matches and three matches after that.

  Wei Mo's classmates all regretted, "The luck of the two of you is too bad, you even drew a close match in the first round."

  Wei Moqing pushed his hand away with a face, "I made a big taboo."

   His classmate also nodded, "I didn't expect that kid Li Jiming has grown so much. He was beaten by us when he was a child."

  Qin Yixin also didn't expect Li Jiming to be so powerful, and murmured, "It didn't look good yesterday."

   Qin Xinfang heard her whisper and said with a slight smile, "Silly boy, that's what someone asked you to do."

   Qin Yixin said uncomfortably, "I didn't let him let go."

"It's not a matter of life and death, who would go all out to fight by force?" Qin Xinfang taught her: "You should learn from him at this point, how much hatred in the world is added because you can't control your own ability. If you know martial arts, then you should be more disciplined and don’t use it to bully people easily.”

"You have to learn from your sister-in-law in this regard. You can see that she is constantly practicing every day, and her martial arts skills are strong. However, she never easily shows her martial arts skills outside. If it weren't for the annual martial arts competition, she would be a judge for one or two events. I'm afraid not many students in your academy know that she can kung fu."

"And you," Qin Xinfang said, looking at the whip in her hand, "you said, since you learned the whip, when have you left the whip? You don't do much fighting, although it's not serious, but …”

   Qin Xinfang shook his head and said, "It's too impetuous to act. Your sister-in-law can support a family when you are as old as you. Follow your cousin to settle the grievances for our Qin family."

   Qin Yi felt aggrieved and said, "Am I really that bad?"

   What she heard from her childhood was the envy of her classmates and the praise of her gentlemen. Because everyone in the family was smart, she was not arrogant, but she was very proud in her heart.

   But now her father told her that she was so bad?

   Qin Xinfang touched her head and said, "You are very good, among the children of the same age. The child of Songshan Academy should be as good as you, but because of his underestimation and conceit, he lost."

"Losing like this is nothing, it's even a good thing for him, because he's still young, and he's winning or losing a normal game. It's better to lose now than to lose in the future. Father wish you could lose like this too. But..." Qin Xinfang sighed, "Your sister-in-law has taught you so well, and there are really no girls who practice martial arts in the capital who are your opponents. It's a pity."

   He Zipei pushed him, "You just want your daughter to lose?"

   Qin Xinfang nodded, "Yes, I want her to restrain her temper."

   Qin Yi bowed his head and thought about it.

   Qin Xinfang nodded secretly when he saw it. Fortunately, their children always listened to their opinions.

   He turned his head and looked at his wife with a three-pointed smile in his eyes.

  The couple felt that Qin Yixin had listened to their words, and the matter was over.

   But Qin Yi thought about it for several days, and finally wrote a battle post to Pingping, "Quietly give it to Li Jiming for me."

  Pingping was stunned, "Little aunt, how much hatred do you have with him? In fact, he really didn't mean it at the time, so he tugged me. Although it was impolite, we responded back, right? Let's just forget about it."

  Otherwise, it would be a big trouble. Whether it was the aunt or Li Jiming who got hurt for this, he would feel uneasy.

   "Where do you want to go, don't do your business." Qin Yi said in his heart: "My father said that I have never lost, so I am arrogant and arrogant. I am afraid that I will use martial arts to cause trouble in the future, so I will be defeated once."

   Pingping collapsed, "You are not Dugu seeking defeat, why are you seeking defeat?"

   "Who is Dugu Qiuwei?"

"My mother said that he is a top player, and he has never lost in his life, so what he wants in his life is to lose, little girl, don't be as obsessive as he is, look how good it is to learn from my father, my father quarrels with people I have never lost, but my father would never find abusive people to beg for defeat..."

  Qin Yixin couldn't help knocking on his head, "Where do you want to go, I'm not that good, I just want to experience the taste of failure that my father said."

   "...Isn't that just seeking defeat?"

  Qin Yixin grabbed the battle post from him, "If you don't send it, let Lele send it if you don't."

   Flattered the battle post, "Brother will send it off, but I'm not going to accompany you in the end? You'd better leave it to me directly."

   "Don't tell my parents, neither are yours."

   Pingping waved back, indicating that he knew.

   Ping Ping was a little worried, but Lele was curious to study her sister-in-law's battle post three times, and secretly wrote it down, and decided to write it like this when she decided to post a battle post for others in the future.

   Turning around and seeing that Pingping was still troubled, he advised: "Don't be troubled, adults will do some inexplicable things, we are children, if we don't understand, don't force to understand."

   "What if they get hurt?"

"If you get hurt, you get hurt. There's no way that you won't get hurt in a competition, as long as you don't lack arms and legs, and don't hurt your life." Lele said: "I don't think the wording of my aunt's battle post is not severe, and she is If you want to lose, there is no hostility, and you can't hurt the other party."

   Pingping nodded slightly, "And Li Jiming is a pretty good person. Since he will let my aunt that day, even if it is a formal competition, even if he does not let him, he will be measured."

   "That's it, so we just need to send the battle posts, and we'll see if they can fight or not, and then we can discuss it."

   Pingping figured it out, refreshed, turned around and lay down on the bed and said, "But I'm exhausted, I'm going to sleep."

   Lele also climbed into his own cot, "Sleep, sleep, I feel a little hungry again. If I don't sleep for a while, I can't help going to the kitchen to eat."

  The child fell asleep quickly. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep almost immediately. Soon there were only the long breathing sounds of the two children in the room.

  Qingling heard that there was no movement in the inner room, so she opened the door and came in to put the quilt on the two of them, put out the candles, and ignored the things on their small table, quietly retreated to the outer room to rest.

   The next day, the two children went to the high school campus to find Li Jiming after class.

  Li Jiming was dragged into the corner by the two children, and his neck was red when he took the fragrant post from them.

  Pingping saw that he would not accept it, so he scolded him, "You reject my aunt without even looking at it. Do you look down on my aunt or yourself?"

  Li Jiming looked at the two little kids, but he didn't want to say it too clearly, so as not to ruin their sister-in-law's reputation, so he could only vaguely say: "This is unreasonable."

Lele couldn't get used to his hesitant appearance, so he put the battle post directly into his hand and said, "It's just a competition with you, if there is something that doesn't make sense, you agree to agree, if you don't agree, go back to my sister-in-law in person. ."

  Li Jiming was messed up, "Competition?"

   "Yeah, this is the battle post that my aunt gave you. We have already handed it over to you. If you want to go, you can return the battle post to my aunt."

   The two brothers walked away hand in hand, leaving behind Li Jiming who was messy in the wind.