Everyone was even more shocked when they saw this scene.

Su Moliang hasn't taken action yet, why did Nan Jinghuan fall by himself?

Everyone opened their eyes incredibly, trying to see clearly what was going on, but before they could find out the clue, Nan Jinghuan, who was quickly getting up, was hit by his handsome face again by the force out of thin air.

Nan Jinghuan didn't know what was going on, but felt an invisible fist in the air hitting him, and he was fisted several times on his face, making him grinning.

Everyone began to think that Nan Jinghuan was pretending, but after seeing the scars on his face clearly, they were stunned.

This is clearly a sign of being beaten, not like acting.

Nan Jinghuan was shocked and depressed, so it would be fine if he hit him, but why did he always slap in the face?

"Who! Who is it? Stand up for me!" Nan Jinghuan was beaten up, which made her very angry and yelled unbearably.

He was angry, but also a little scared.

Those who can be under his nose and punish him like this are probably not weak.

You know, it was the first time he saw this skill of hitting people from a distance. This person is quite big.

Su Moliang was also surprised. She watched Nan Jinghuan fall and fall in front of her, and after a while, her nose was already bruised and swollen, and she was very embarrassed.

But no one on the stage took action, and Nan Jinghuan seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, which was incredible.

When he was confused, Su Moliang pondered for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and then quickly raised his eyes and looked at Nan Qingjue in the audience.

At this time, Nan Qingjue was still expressionless, as cold as ice, but his bright eyes just met Su Moliang's gaze. His dark and gloomy gaze immediately made Su Moliang feel enlightened.

It's him indeed!

This man always acts calmly like this, which is so sinister and dark.

But why did Nan Jinghuan fight against him?

Could it be that she was helping her revenge because she was beaten by Nam Jinghuan?

It is impossible, how could a cold-blooded and dark-hearted person like Nan Qingjue be so kind?

Thinking of this, Su Moliang immediately rejected the speculation in his heart, turned his head to look at Nan Jinghuan who was rolling all over the ground, and smiled unkindly on the corners of his lips.

When Nan Jinghuan faced a series of attacks, he had no power to resist, and even he didn't know who his opponent was.

It was probably the most humiliating time in his life.

It feels relieved to think about it.

The dean in the audience looked at Nan Jinghuan suffering such crime for no reason, frowned anxiously, stood up slowly, looked around vigilantly, and said with great respect: "I don't know which master is coming to my Nanxing Academy. I hope he will give up his hands. I thank you here."

As he said that, the dean actually bowed, respectfully, which shocked the audience to the point of being silent.

With a strength that the dean cannot understand, how strong is this person?

But the dean's words had no effect, and Nan Jinghuan was still beaten to death.

Obviously, this master did not buy the dean's account.

Seeing this, Su Moliang didn't want the situation to develop seriously, and then looked at Nan Qingjue again and shook his head slightly.

Nan Qingjue stared at her faintly, and received her signal, and then stopped the attack.

Nan Jinghuan, who was free, collapsed to the ground and gasped heavily. The wound was ripped with severe pain, which made him grin.

If it were a normal beating, Nan Jinghuan could still bear it, but this person's attack was so fierce that he wanted to scrape it, which was really sharp.

Even he couldn't help it.

Seeing that Nan Jinghuan was saved, the dean breathed a sigh of relief and immediately announced loudly: "Su Moliang won this spiritual power competition!"

When the teacher Lei from the elite class heard this result, he immediately jumped into eight battles: "No, it doesn't count! This game doesn't count. Someone just interfered with it. The prince is still a senior spiritual master no matter what. Su Moliang is definitely not his opponent, so how can she win?"

Everyone was also very careful just now. Su Moliang's spiritual power was indeed unable to catch up with Nan Jinghuan. She was also her opportunistic tricks and could not be considered true strength.

Nan Jinghuan was suddenly injured, and it was not done by Su Moliang.

If Su Moliang wins like this, I'm afraid many people on the field will be dissatisfied.

When the dean heard this, he felt it was reasonable, but both of them were seriously injured. Do you still ask them to continue competing?

It seems a bit unfair.

"Su Moliang, you are not as good as others, so you should admit defeat quickly. You know in your heart that if you really want to compete, you will not be the opponent of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Seeing the dean hesitant, Mentor Lei couldn't help but shout at Su Moliang.

Although this is unpleasant, it is also a fact, and Su Moliang cannot deny it.

If she really wanted to talk about spiritual power, she would have been beaten down by Nan Jinghuan long ago.

Forget it, because Nan Jinghuan's nose, swollen face and a mess, she took a step back and widened the sky.

"Okay, I admit defeat, Nan Jinghuan, you won." Su Moliang glanced at him, his tone was a little indifferent, as if he didn't take this game to heart.

When Nan Jinghuan heard this, she felt even more ashamed.

Su Moliang's move seemed to give him the first place, making him feel like he was stuck in his throat!

Seeing that the spiritual power competition had already been decided, everyone's heart, which was hanging in their throats, fell back.

Su Moliang had injuries on his body and was not convenient for a long time. He immediately stepped down and walked out of the field.

At this time, Mo Haoge also walked out of the audience and followed him forward. He was about to reach out to support Su Moliang, but a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Young Master Mo doesn't have to worry about this princess."

After saying that, Nan Qingjue sat down and walked to Su Moliang's side, not allowing the latter to react at all. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, and took her into his arms with force.

Domineering and strong, he did not give Mo Haoge any chance to show his attentiveness. Even Su Moliang himself was firmly imprisoned and had no room for resistance.

When Mo Haoge saw this, his handsome face turned dark in an instant.

For some reason, Mo Haoge always felt that the Ninth Prince in front of him was a person who was even more difficult to deal with than the prince.

He is obviously a cripple, but the aura emitted by his whole body is not like that of an ordinary person.

What was unusual was that Mo Haoge couldn't say for a while, so he could only watch Nan Qingjue hugging Su Moliang and leaving the arena.

Su Moliang was held in his arms by him and struggled several times, but he was tightened even tighter. He couldn't hold back his anger and shouted: "Nan Qingjue, what are you going to do!"

Along the way, the two of them's extremely ambiguous actions have attracted many people's attention, and some people even stopped in surprise to watch.

They regarded the two people who were hugging each other as rare animals.

Although Su Moliang is not as pedantic as the ancients, he is a girl's house after all, with a thin face and being watched by so many people, he can't raise his head.

However, Nan Qingjue was too thick-skinned and did not feel that he had caused adverse effects on the people at all. He still held her in his arms as he did his own way.

"Nan Qingjue, I'll say it again, let me go!" Su Moliang was like a kitten waving his claws, and he would scratch people at any time.

"If you move again, your hand will be ruined." Nan Qingjue looked down at her arm that had been stabbed several times, frowned slightly, and looked a little unhappy.

When Su Moliang heard this, he calmed down and looked at his bloody wound. He suddenly remembered the scene of him slandering Nan Jinghuan and asked the doubt in his heart: "Why did you take action today?"

"You are injured." Nan Qingjue's answer couldn't be simple.

Su Moliang was shocked, feeling indescribable: "Since it's because of me, why didn't I help me at the beginning? I wouldn't have been beaten so many swords."
Chapter completed!