That person was Duan Jingbo, the chief commander of the hearing department. The spiritual trick Bei Ming just used was one of their special defense skills, the spiritual defensive shield. Bei Ming resisted this time.

His power is probably several times stronger than any other minister in the hearing department. He looked carefully at him with an ugly expression.

Fanyin flew towards the outside of the field, and her body fell to the ground uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth and barely let her feet land on the ground, but the huge impact still made her keep retreating. She leaned over and held the ground with one hand, using her right finger.

The tip slid across the bluestone floor and dragged for a long time before it stabilized its center of gravity and stopped.

Fanyin panted heavily and sweated like rain. She slowly straightened up, her black hair hanging down and falling on her ears. She looked towards the field, and He Ba was still standing on it. At this time, the referee

The winner's name can already be pronounced because she is no longer on the court.

This is the strength of the Dongling Military and Political Department, this is the strength that can serve as a minister and commander, Fanyin recited silently, her eyebrows lowered, and for a long time, the corners of her mouth twitched, and the bitterness and humility revealed could not be hidden.

She found it, she finally found an excuse and outlet that was just right for herself. She lost, no matter now or before. She lost to Dong Ling, lost to Lingmei, lost

I also lost my father and my mother in the competition.

She told herself in this cruel and true way whether she could stop blaming herself for all this. She was really not strong enough. She was not as good as Heba, not as good as Beitang, not as good as Lingmei. She really couldn't save her parents.

She was truly heartbroken and exhausted. She could not survive despite repeated attempts.

She was silent, her messy hair blocking her eyes. That moment had lasted ten thousand years to her. The sad smile on her face carefully hid a trace of relief for herself.

Her chest heaved twice, and she raised her head to join the audience in congratulating He Ba on his victory. She saw He Ba making a silent gesture towards the referee's seat, and then walked down the field vigorously and walked towards Sanskrit.

"Are you okay?" He Ba came to Fanyin, lowered his head and looked at her, and asked in a rough voice.

"It's okay." Fanyin held his left shoulder with his right hand.

He Ba frowned, looked at her sunken shoulder on the left and said, "Your shoulder is injured and you still say it's fine. Call Lingshu to show you." After saying that, he turned back to look at the people in Lingshu's department and waved.

Tell them to come quickly.

Fanyin didn't say anything. She turned her head to the left and looked at the injured shoulder. Suddenly she exerted force with her right hand, pressed and pushed, and heard the bones click. She put the dislocated arm back on her own, leaving blood marks on her fingertips on her clothes.

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She gritted her teeth, frowned, and a drop of sweat flowed from her clear eyes. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead with her arm, then gently moved her left arm, circled it twice more, and then looked up.

He Ba said, "It's okay." She spoke simply, and He Ba admired her calm eyes.

"Hurry up and declare that you have won." After saying that, Fanyin showed a little smile on his lips, so simple, as if he was a different person from before.

"Let's go up together." He Ba said firmly, showing off his macho appearance. Fanyin thought for a moment and said, "Let's go." After that, she prepared to go up with He Ba.

However, He Ba did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked behind Fanyin and said with great respect: "Secretary, we are going up first. I really bothered you just now." After saying that, he nodded again. Fanyin looked back and then

I found Beitang Beiming standing there a few meters behind me.

"You guys go up." Beiming said.

In the fierce fight just now, Fanyin didn't realize when Beiming came behind her. She watched Beiming finish his words and then turned around and walked towards the arena with He Ba. Before taking two steps, she looked back at him again.

, I saw Beiming solemnly nodding her head to show his affirmation. Fanyin felt determined after seeing it and walked up.

The two came to the court, and the referee loudly announced that He Ba had won the first game of the challenge. The overwhelming cheers shook the court. He Ba's name was shouted loudly by his colleagues in the Military and Political Department. He Ba, who was supposed to be celebrating happily, seemed a little embarrassed.

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He looked at Fanyin. The fierce battle just now was not just for Fanyin alone, but it was also a fierce battle for him. Even though he fought hard at the last moment, he had very little spiritual power left at this moment.

When he looked at Fanyin, Fanyin was also looking at him. The calmness and determination in her eyes made He Ba completely understand that that was the opponent he would go all out for next, and he could not be ignored. Before he could make a move, just

Seeing that Fanyin had already stretched out her right hand, He Bagang was about to reach out and hold her hand, but stopped again. He saw that her hand was injured due to friction with the ground and was still bleeding.

Fanyin also noticed his eyes, lowered his head and saw his blood-stained hands, and withdrew in panic, pressing the corner of his clothes.

He Ba quickly waved his hands and said, "That's not what I meant!" His embarrassment made his face turn red.

"Okay." Fanyin raised his face and stretched out his hand again.

He Ba also stretched out his big hand and shook her hand, feeling very happy. Fanyin grinned and his eyes blinked twitchingly. It was obvious that He Ba had used too much force in the moment of happiness. He quickly let go

He opened his hand, nodded vigorously and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot you were injured."

Looking at the sturdy man in front of her, Fanyin couldn't help but be amused by his honest look. "It's okay," she said cheerfully. The audience in the audience also cheered for Fanyin without hesitation. Colleagues from the surrounding military and political departments began to chirp.

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"He Ba, let go of this little girl's hand."

"Has this little girl been to the ministry before?"

"Really? I've never seen it."

"It seems so. I seemed to have seen him a while ago."

"Oh my God, this little girl is so powerful, she fought like this with that guy He Ba."

"Isn't that right? Look at He Ba using his trump card in the end!"

"This little girl's body skills are also very good."

"Stop calling people little girls little girls. It's like you can beat her. With her body skills, even if you and I practice for a few years, we won't be able to beat her."

"Can you not tell the truth?"

"How could she resist He Ba's sword!"

"Did she just hold an ordinary weapon in her hand? Didn't she see the medium? Did she conjure it out of thin air? This is incredible."

"Did she just take Captain Heba's punch directly?"

"Um!"

"Caught it?"

"Um!"

"Oh my god! I can't believe my eyes!"

Everyone was talking about it, and there was no longer the usual military behavior of strictly prohibiting rectification movements.

At the end of the game, the referee announced that the second military match would start five days later. If Fanyin lost, there would be no need to compete in the third match. She turned around and left the field alone, and saw Yaya and Yaqingshan waiting there at the exit.

She walked up to them, raised her head and said, "Let's go back." She looked at Ya Ya who was full of tears and said, "I'm fine, don't cry."

"Let me see your injury." Ya Qingshan said.

"It's okay, Uncle Qingshan. It's just a dislocation, but my hand still hurts a little." Fanyin looked at his burning fingers and stuck out his tongue at Qingya Qingshan, "I brought some medicine with me. I'll apply it on you now. You'll be fine in no time.

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Ya Qingshan took out a small medicine bottle from a green satchel and sprinkled the medicine on Fanyin's hand. Fanyin frowned and didn't dare to look. Immediately, she felt that her fingers were ice cold and there was no pain at all.

"Brother, let me see them off." Tiankuo stood next to Beiming. He came back at the end of the game and now asked his brother for his opinion.

"Don't go there, and don't go looking for them these days." Beiming said. He knew that Fanyin had no intention of meeting any outsiders at this time. Tiankuo understood what he meant and said no more.

Fanyin has been staying at home for the past few days. Even the food is brought to her room by Yaya. She writes and draws on paper all day long, mumbling words and keeping her hands busy.

Calculate.

Ya Qingshan and his daughter didn't ask much. It wasn't until the day of the competition that Fanyin walked out of her room after combing her hair. She was wearing tight black pants with a row of dark red corsets tied in the middle. Her figure was tall and straight, her cuffs

The clothes and ankles were tied with light and dark ribbons respectively, leaving no extra clothing anywhere on the body.
Chapter completed!