Chapter 2342

"I think Wei Lin, the youngest daughter of the Wei family, is no longer good! She used to speak so arrogantly, so loser, these rounds have not been amazing!

"It's Wei Min, Wei Min's eldest daughter, who has made great progress compared with the year before! That Wei Lin, should not be for outstanding, blow? "

someone in the audience couldn't help but make complaints about it.

Listen to this, the audience all look at the cloud paper on the fencing ground.

A few people have noticed that Yunjian doesn't perform very well from the beginning to the end, so they talk to each other.

"I don't think it has much strength. The legendary flower sword just now is not used for show, is it?

"I think that Wei Lin is very close to Luo Jiajun's brother Luo Jiachen recently. Luo Jiachen asks his brother Luo Jiajun to help him make a gesture that he can't lift the foil, and then make several plays. It's not impossible!"

Some people even suspect that Yunjian's every move just now is a trick that has been discussed with others for a long time.

"Ah, people these days, you can do anything!"

"Yes! But look! Even if that Wei Lin arrived at the final, how could it be? Luo Jiajun will help her make a show, but she will not be given the position of champion in the final! Later, we will know the facts. " In the best of spirits,

audience members make complaints about their old words, and at that time, everyone watched with interest in the large fencing arena standing at the center of the stadium.

The final draw is over.

Cloud paper to a 5.

She squinted.

It was Wei Min and a strong male classmate who drew 1. Finally, Wei Min won the competition with his unique moves.

But Hong Ling and Luo Jiachen accidentally match up, two people match up, finally Luo Jiachen wins, Hong Ling grabs his own symbolic red hair, some regret end.

When Yun Jian and Luo Jiajun came to the stage from the left and right sides of the big fencing field, the whole field was boiling.

This is not the last battle yet! Yun Jian and Luo Jiajun are on each other!

Yunjian, the girl who says that she wants to win this year's competition!

And Luo Jiajun who has been the champion of fencing competition for several years!

It's been fifty years since fencing competition. No woman has won the championship!

Yunjian, this girl, can really break the record that girls have failed to win the championship for 50 years and are despised by all boys!

At the scene of the crowd began to cheer, boiling up the moment, cloud paper and Luo Jiajun have been fighting against each other.

When he saw Yunjian, Luo Jiajun's face changed. After that, he grabbed his helmet for fencing competition and said to Yunjian:

"you're just a girl. Girls shouldn't come to this kind of boy's competition. Let's stop now."

This remark, in Luo Jiajun's mind, is for the good of Yunjian.

After all, he didn't want to hurt her.

But cloud paper listened to this, but it was a cold arc.

In the next second, the voice of the referee announcing the start of the match was heard.

Without waiting for Luo Jiajun to speak, Yunjian came to Luo Jiajun at the same time, almost mercilessly in front of thousands of spectators, holding a foil.

At the moment when Luo Jiajun just raised her hand to block, the tip of her foil sword had fallen on Luo Jiajun's helmet.

Hit once.

Luo Jiajun responds, just want to pick up cloud paper to hit the foil of his helmet.

With a backhand, Yunjian repeatedly strikes the foil at the trunk, legs and feet, hands and arms for 15 times.

In the knockout competition, 15 fences are held in nine minutes, and the person who hits the opponent the most times is counted as the winner.

But the game has just begun, and the stopwatch has just passed ten seconds.

Yun Jian has hit Luo Jiajun's effective part 15 times in just 10 seconds.

Before all the people on the scene reacted, she turned around and took off her helmet and threw down her foil. At the same time, she left a sentence to Luo Jiajun, which shocked all the people on the spot:

"Fifteen consecutive fencing, ten seconds to finish. You, the champion of the fencing competition in the past, are a real waste."