242 Like an Out of Control Feral Dog

This stick was rather cruel.

It flew towards Qin Ran with a gust of wind.

Their figures were very clear on the big screen. People with a fighting background could tell that Tang Qing was merciless.

"Why are these two girls so intense?" Jiang Dongye saw this from the stands and couldn't help but shrink back a little, frowning slightly.

He turned his head and didn't dare to look on.

If hit by Tang Qing's powerful stick with a strength coefficient to 769, cracking of the bones would be considered a minor injury.

Tang Qing's face was still cool and glamorous, but the strength in her hand was undiminished.

Other than Jiang Dongye, the audience under the ring was also holding their breaths.

Qin Ran didn't move much. When she saw the stick coming towards her, she just reached out and grabbed the fierce stick very lightly.

Tang Qing originally thought Qin Ran would step down the stage as soon as this stick went down.