"Lu Qingyun?" Jiang Lingshuang exclaimed. She had finally found a chance to be alone with Yan Zhenting and get close to him. She hadn't expected Lu Qingyun to interrupt her.
Before she could react, Lu Qingyun grabbed her wrist and threw her to the ground.
Yan Zhenting hadn't expected Lu Qingyun to hit her. "Yun'er, what are you doing?"
She had warned her several times. Some people just liked to play tricks behind her back. Did they really think she couldn't see them?
"Oh, my foot." Jiang Lingshuang seemed to have sprained her ankle when she fell. She sat on the ground and couldn't get up.
"What's wrong?" Yan Zhenting was worried and wanted to go over to check, but Lu Qingyun shot him a murderous look. He quickly stopped.
Lu Qingyun had hit her lightly. She could tell with a glance that her foot was fine, but she was still pretending to be pitiful.
She looked at Jiang Lingshuang, who was sitting on the ground, with disdain. "Stop pretending. The image of a white lotus doesn't suit you."
Jiang Lingshuang, who was sitting on the ground, glanced at Yan Zhenting, who didn't come forward. She sneered and stood up.
"You're right. I'm not a white lotus. I have to take whatever I want with my own hands."
This was very similar to Lu Qingyun's personality. Sitting on the ground and pretending to be pitiful really wasn't Jiang Lingshuang's personality.
"In that case, let's have a competition." She raised the sword in her hand. "Lu Qingyun, do you dare to accept?"
Jiang Lingshuang thought that her swordsmanship was very good, so she confidently challenged her. This was really surprising.
Yan Zhenting saw that she suddenly mentioned a challenge and hurried forward to dissuade her. "Lingshuang, don't be impulsive."
"Alright, I accept your challenge!" Lu Qingyun agreed on the spot. There was actually someone who wasn't afraid of death taking the initiative to approach her.
Yan Zhenting also wanted to persuade Jiang Lingshuang out of kindness, but unfortunately, they couldn't hear him now. Forget it, he didn't want to care.
"Tomorrow, after the duel between Thunderjolt and Ben." As expected, Lu Qingyun wasn't afraid of blowing things up.
Jiang Lingshuang's eyes were cold. The two women looked at each other and a murderous aura burst out. She agreed on the spot. "Okay!"
He wanted to stop them, but the two women couldn't hear him at all. It seemed that this competition was inevitable.
Sure enough, men were not allowed to intervene in a battle between women. It felt like a replica of Yan Zhenting and Ben.
The next morning.
Today's headline: Yan Zhenting and Lu Qingyun Join Hands to Fight Love Rivals!
When he woke up in the morning, he saw that the two of them were going to accept a challenge at the fencing dojo.
"Who on earth spread this news?" Yan Zhenting looked at the entertainment news on the television.
"Since Third Master Yan's legs miraculously recovered, he has been surrounded by countless women. His ex-fiancée has returned and wants to challenge Lu Qingyun to a duel."
"Lu Qingyun's many aliases have become a mystery. She has many suitors who have nowhere to pursue her. A French supermodel has crossed half the world to propose to her."
"Will Tingyun and his wife continue to spread dog food? Onlookers, please pay attention to the competition at the Imperial Fencing Dojo this afternoon."
"…"
Lu Qingyun listened to the gossip reporter's excited report and frowned slightly. "What kind of ridiculous news is this?"
At this moment, someone's excited voice came from the entrance of the hall. "How is this news? Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Jiang Yikai ran in beaming. After all, it had been a long time since she encountered something so boring.
She was wondering how the news had spread so quickly. It turned out that a certain mobile loudspeaker had done something good.
Now, the entire capital knew that they were going to accept a challenge from their love rival. They really didn't mind blowing things up.
Jiang Yikai hugged the computer excitedly. "Look, look, I even specially opened a huge support rate competition."
The two of them looked at the support rate on the computer. This guy was indeed a professional when it came to gossip.
Most of the netizens supported the Tingyun couple to continue spreading dog food. The support rate had already reached 68%.
Of course, there were also some people who secretly supported the separation of the couple. Now, it felt like Yan Zhenting and Lu Qingyun's blissful marriage had become the most important topic in the capital.
There was also Lin Ruoruo, a popular celebrity with tens of millions of fans, who had just started a post supporting the Tingyun couple on her public account.
Jiang Yikai and Lin Ruoruo vigorously promoted the event. At 3 pm, the usually quiet Imperial Fencing Dojo would welcome the biggest competition since its establishment.
Tickets had already been pre-sold on the Internet. Now, it had reached a point where it was difficult to get a ticket.
All the scalpers were mobilized. There were even various sponsors who began to call the Imperial Fencing Dojo to advertise on the spot.
It was originally a personal challenge. With the joint efforts of Jiang Yikai and Lin Ruoruo, it had now evolved into a large-scale commercial performance.
"Jiang Yikai, you …" Yan Zhenting's face was gloomy and he wanted to lose his temper. He had really underestimated them. He didn't expect them to have such destructive power.
At this time, Lu Qingyun seemed to be listening to a perfect business plan. She reached out and patted Jiang Yikai's shoulder.
"Not bad, I think your plan is very good. Take advantage of this competition and make a promotional video for our CICI clothing brand and broadcast it before the competition."
"I'm right, right? I already have the list of sponsors. What do you think of the price?"
"The price is good, but the quality is too low. Raisa, give me a complete plan in an hour."
"…"
Looking at the two people who were completely immersed in it, Yan Zhenting suddenly felt very powerless and sighed helplessly.
He just wanted to accept the challenge in a low-key way. Now, everyone was paying attention to the competition. All the TV stations in the capital would broadcast it live. There would probably be advertisements in the middle.
If he lost, where would he put his face? No, in San Ye's world, there was absolutely no such thing as losing. No matter what, he had to win this competition.
2: 30 p.m., Imperial Fencing Dojo.
Half an hour before the competition, there was already a sea of people in front of the dojo. A large number of fans and media had gathered.
The fans were holding all kinds of support slogans in their hands. The security guards were standing in front of the door, blocking the audience who wanted to go in without a ticket. The scene was quite grand.
The big screen in front of the dojo was broadcasting advertisements at this time. When it was three o 'clock, the live competition would be officially broadcasted.
"Crash!" The red carpet in front of the dojo was laid out. It was like the scene of an award ceremony where all kinds of celebrities came to the dojo.
Lu Qingyun and Yan Zhenting's car had already stopped in front of the dojo. The two of them immediately received cheers and cheers from the fans when they got out of the car.
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