Chapter 83, the Long-Awaited Victory

But whether Zhao Lei believed it or not, Zhu Zhuqing was much faster than him, which was an indisputable fact.

And this also led to the fact that Zhao Lei's proud blood handprint had no room to play, because he couldn't even catch the corner of Zhu Zhuqing's clothes.

"Damn it, I don't believe it! Blood handprint!" Zhao Lei unwillingly used the blood handprint on Zhu Zhuqing, but it was not surprising that she dodged it.

After easily dodging Zhao Lei's attack, Zhu Zhuqing casually clawed Zhao Lei in the chest and knocked him back a few steps.

Zhao Lei covered his chest and stretched out his hand to see that blood had seeped out of the wound. This was the first time he was injured in the fight with Zhu Zhuqing.

"Damn it! Blood handprint!" Inspired by the pain, Zhao Lei attacked Zhu Zhuqing more frantically.

But this time, Zhu Zhuqing did not dodge like before, but stretched out her palm, and there was a faint gathering of soul power in her palm, and a green light emerged.

Zhao Lei was secretly delighted when he saw Zhu Zhuqing gave up her speed advantage and chose to fight him head-on.

He was at a disadvantage because he couldn't hit Zhu Zhuqing. Now she came to him on her own initiative. Of course, he had to seize the opportunity and teach her a lesson!

After all, his bloody handprint, so far, no one except Qi Ling could bear it.

And Zhu Zhuqing would definitely be seriously injured by his palm power like before, so that he could win.

Zhao Lei's idea was very beautiful, but unfortunately, things didn't go as he wished.

The moment he touched Zhu Zhuqing's palm, Zhao Lei felt something was wrong. Zhu Zhuqing's palm actually had a very domineering cold air hovering on it, which hurt people as soon as they touched it.

This strange chill was naturally the power of the "Xuanming Divine Palm" mastered by Zhu Zhuqing!

It was not simply cold, but a kind of power created by soul power. While causing harm to people, it would make people feel cold.

Just like Zhao Lei's blood handprint, after hitting, it will make people feel as hot as if on fire, but in fact, his blood handprint itself has no temperature at all!

Zhu Zhuqing's Xuanming Divine Palm is the same, it does not reduce the temperature by one degree.

The palms of the two hit each other, and Zhao Lei was surprised to find that their soul power seemed to be offset by each other! Neither side caused any damage to the other, and his blood handprint was ineffective again!

After Zhu Zhuqing retreated, he looked at his palm and fell into deep thought!

The fact that he could offset Zhao Lei's attack undoubtedly showed that the Xuanming Divine Palm was indeed powerful. He only mastered one or two layers, and he could already compare with Zhao Lei's blood handprint.

But this was undoubtedly a huge blow to Zhao Lei. If Zhu Zhuqing's speed caught up with him, it was just an accident, then her ability to resist the power of the blood handprint was a crushing blow to his self-confidence.

"This is impossible. How can you block my bloody handprint!" This is not just the nth time that Zhao Lei has said it is impossible. It seems that since the battle with Zhu Zhuqing, the most thing he has done is to be constantly shocked.

But Zhu Zhuqing obviously didn't want to talk too much with Zhao Lei. This man almost took her life. Most of the motivation for her hard training in the past three months was to defeat him.

"Hmph! Don't think I will be afraid of you. Come if you have the ability. Let's see who is more capable!" Zhao Lei said, and the bloody handprint flew out and slapped Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing kept moving quickly and slapped Zhao Lei with a palm. But just when Zhao Lei thought that Zhu Zhuqing would fight with him like before, her body suddenly drew a strange arc and avoided his attack by a millimeter.

Then, Zhu Zhuqing's palm hit Zhao Lei's ribs accurately, which was the part where he attacked him before.

"Uh..." Zhao Lei cried out in pain, holding his ribs, feeling Zhu Zhuqing's soul power invading his body, as if it was about to freeze.

Zhu Zhuqing naturally knew that if they were to compete in soul power, she would definitely not be Zhao Lei's opponent, after all, her soul power was one level lower than the opponent's.

If she continued to fight him, it would undoubtedly be Zhao Lei's wish, and she would definitely lose in the end, and Zhu Zhuqing would be giving up her biggest advantage - speed!

So after Zhu Zhuqing confirmed the power of the Mysterious Palm, he had already decided the direction of the battle, which was to avoid Zhao Lei's attack and give him a fatal blow.

Feeling the injury spreading in his body, Zhao Lei could only fall down slowly even if he didn't want to admit defeat.

"Zhao Lei, you have lost your ability to fight!" The referee said at this time, "This competition, Zhu Zhuqing wins!"

The audience on the field saw this scene and burst into warm cheers, cheering for Zhu Zhuqing's powerful strength.

Many male viewers boldly expressed their love for Zhu Zhuqing. After all, who wouldn't love such a beautiful and powerful woman?

But Zhu Zhuqing didn't show any joy at all. She walked down from the ring and came to Qi Ling: "Qi Ling, thank you!"

Qi Ling naturally knew what Zhu Zhuqing meant. Zhu Zhuqing had waited for three months for this victory. If it weren't for Qi Ling, she would never have won against Zhao Lei.

So Qi Ling accepted Zhu Zhuqing's thanks and joked, "Just talk? Alas, there was no kiss or anything, it's really disappointing!"

Zhu Zhuqing blushed, and she actually stood on tiptoe and kissed Qi Ling on the face, then turned her head away quickly, as if nothing happened.

But for the audience in the audience, this can't be treated as nothing. Immediately, some audience members shouted angrily, as if they wanted to teach Qi Ling a lesson.

Qi Ling smiled slightly. If he was scared at this time, he would not even be a man!

He took a step forward, and the Dragon King instantly possessed him. He opened his mouth and let out a melodious and magnificent dragon roar, which soared into the sky and spread throughout the Great Fighting Spirit Arena.

All the shouting voices disappeared without a trace under Qi Ling's domineering roar! People were like sheep seeing a lion. They could only tremble from the bottom of their hearts and dared not look at it.

Qi Ling looked around at everyone present and said with a smile: "If you are dissatisfied, I am always here to serve you!"

Naturally, no one dared to stand up and say a word. The audience was not stupid. They would just say a few words when they were making trouble. But if they really wanted to be the first to do something, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?

Besides, Qi Ling looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. He might be a powerful soul master. He was just a bystander. How could he show off his power?

And from this point of view, he and Zhu Zhuqing were really a perfect match. It was true that heroes come from young and talented men are matched with beautiful women!