"Help~ah!" Before she could finish her words, Wen Longting punched her in the mouth. Situ Qianqian now felt dizzy from the blow.

This damn Wen Longting! Why is she like a shrew? It seems that I can only admit defeat now, "I~I admit..."

How could Wen Longting get what she wanted when she was still angry? He immediately broke her jaw, making her unable to speak.

At this moment, Situ Qianqian regretted offending Wen Longxiu and Wen Longting.

Everyone: “Hiss…”

"The second young lady of the Wen family is really famous for her cruelty."

"What do you know, this is called hot!"

Seeing how ruthlessly she beat people, the first thought in everyone's mind was to stay away from her, otherwise they might be the next one to be beaten.

An angry middle-aged man said viciously, "Humph~ You are so vicious at such a young age, no wonder no one dares to propose marriage to you so far."

"In my opinion, it's right for Jiannan to break off the engagement with the Wen family." The other middle-aged man started to speak sarcastically.

As he spoke, he did not forget to glare coldly at Wen Yan of the Wen family.

The two families were not too far away from each other, and the Wen family was also quite powerful, so naturally they could hear what they said.

"There's no need for certain treacherous people to worry about Ting'er's marriage. They should worry about their own daughter. Oh, Dad, look at that little body, it's not even enough for Ting'er, tsk tsk~"

"That's right. This is so pitiful. Ouch, I don't even know if Ting'er's hand is okay, or if it hurts." Wen Chao pretended to look disdainful.

When the people from the Situ family heard this, their faces turned red and their necks became thick with anger, and their nostrils flared as if smoke was about to come out.

"Brother, Ting'er..." Wen Longxiu understood that Ting'er was standing up for her, but she didn't want her sister to be criticized because of her.

"Xiu'er, don't worry, Ting'er knows her limits." Wen Chuyu said.

"Yeah~ Look how much fun she enjoys it!" Fatty Zhen said, thinking back to when he was beaten like this by Wen Longting. Although not as cruelly, it wasn't much worse.

Wen Longxiu nodded

Ji Jiuying looked at the girl who was fighting happily on the ring and couldn't help but shook her head.

Although Wen Longting usually appears careless and heartless, she is devoted to her family and is particularly protective of them.

Seeing that it was almost time, Wen Longting kicked Situ Qianqian off the stage and wiped the blood off her hands in disgust.

The people from the Situ family quickly caught Situ Qianqian.

"Number 11 Wen Longting wins." The referee announced the result of the match loudly.

"It's so refreshing! So cool!" Wen Longting walked over quickly, with sweat on her forehead, her clothes a little messy and with some bloodstains.

"Ting'er, are you okay?" Wen Longxiu asked worriedly as she looked at her bloodstained dress.

"Sister, it's okay. This is other people's blood."

"You are indeed Master Ting!"

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Ji Jiuying's waist was aching from sitting so much, and the next second, it was her and Fatty Zhen's turn.

In the arena.

Fatty Zhen suddenly felt a little nervous when he thought about what Wen Longting had said to him.

Ji Jiuying could see that he was in a tense state, so she smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, just think of it as practicing with me."

"Why would I be nervous? I'm just afraid of hurting you. Master Ting will beat me to death~" He didn't even believe what he said!

"bring it on!"

When Fatty Zhen saw that Ji Jiuying didn't have any weapons, he simply didn't take any either, and the two of them started fighting.

Unexpectedly, Fatty Zhen was quite agile. He could withstand seven or eight moves from her without taking a breath. However, he still lacked tenacity.

Ji Jiuying began to instruct him while they were fighting. The two fought for an incense stick of time but there was still no winner.

Moreover, Fatty Zhen's face became more and more happy and excited. It was obvious that Ji Jiuying's guidance was of great help to him.

"What are those two doing in ring number two? Why do I feel like they are practicing instead of competing?"

"It looks like it to me."

"That fat guy seems to be Prince Zhen~"

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"Yan'er~Why does the woman in black on the stage look so much like Feng~Ji Jiuying?" Wen Chao asked.

When Wen Chuyu and the others came back from the secret realm, they confessed to them that Feng Wan was Ji Jiuying, as well as what had happened in the Warcraft Forest and the secret realm.

Although I was a little surprised at first, after all, Ji Jiuying's reputation in Kyoto is very loud, and the sudden contrast is inevitably a little unbelievable.

Wen Yan coughed a few times and said, "Dad~ I saw Ting'er was playing so hard just now that I forgot to tell you about this~"

"Actually, she is Ji Jiuying."

Wen Chao only came to the competition venue when Wen Chuyu was competing, so he didn't know what happened in the illusion array.

"Didn't Yu'er and the others say that she was tricked into falling into the secret realm? How did she..."

Wen Yan also wanted to know. Usually, a secret realm will not be opened until more than ten years after it is closed. What's more, that secret realm is about to collapse. Collapse means that this secret realm will no longer exist, including everything inside it.

Before they could think about it, the fight on the ring ended.

"I surrender." A voice of surrender came from the No. 2 ring. From the tone, it seemed that the voice was very excited.

"Ring number two, Feng Wan wins!" the referee announced loudly, "Next round, number 42, please enter!"

Surname Feng? Didn't the Feng family never come to participate in the genius competition? Why did they appear here this time?

Everyone had a lot of ideas in their minds.

Hearing this, Ji Jiuying was stunned for a moment. Did she and Fatty Zhen fight for so long? The next door was directly No. 42's turn.

Everyone: What do you think? If it weren't for Fatty Zhen shouting surrender, I think you two would have fought until the end of the game.

Feng Wan? Little Miss Jiu's name is Feng Wan? Could she be from the Feng family?

That's impossible~ There were also people from the Feng family in the secret realm last time, but they had basically no intersection. Could it be that the surname Feng is just a coincidence?

Jun Linyu secretly ordered Fen Ji to investigate thoroughly.

Looking at Ji Jiuying, who was wearing a veil and using a pseudonym, Ji Fengyan and Ji Rufeng's first reaction was that she would be nothing without their Ji family.

And now the Third Prince's wife has fallen on her head. Even if she is exposed now, what will happen? What if she can practice? A bastard still wants to marry into the royal family. It's just a daydream.

The game ended near dusk, and the winner will be decided in a one-on-one format tomorrow.

No one knew when the man sitting in the main seat disappeared. She had originally wanted to go to the Imperial Master's Mansion to check on his condition.

Unfortunately, there are a few followers following me, so I guess I can only go there at night.

"Xiaojiu, why don't we go to your house to eat hotpot today?" Wen Longting took Ji Jiuying's hand and looked at her expectantly.

"Yes, I've been hungry all day, so I want to try some hot pot!"

"You have followed me to my doorstep, how can I stop you from leaving?" Ji Jiuying said with a smile.

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