Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s-Chapter 1220: If You Don’t Agree, Come Fight; Raise Your Eyebrows and Sigh in Relief

Chapter 1220: Chapter 1220: If You Don’t Agree, Come Fight; Raise Your Eyebrows and Sigh in Relief

When Luo Qiao arrived, Emma rushed over: "Luo, where have you been? Steven and I didn’t see you."

Luo Qiao replied with a smile: "Went back to the apartment to rest for a bit."

Emma, frustrated by her nonchalant manner, didn’t know what to say: "Luo, aren’t you nervous at all?"

Luo Qiao settled her things: "Being nervous will only affect my performance. I’m going into this match with a normal state of mind and will give it my all. That’s my plan."

Emma whispered: "They’ve placed bets, betting on your loss, with odds of ten to one. Steven and I bet on your win."

Luo Qiao laughed and took out fifty thousand US Dollars from her bag: "Place a bet on me to win, who knows, maybe I’ll be a little rich girl soon." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

As time was almost up, Luo Qiao went next door to change clothes, then walked over to where Emma and Steven were sitting.

Soukai had already changed as well and stepped up to the boxing ring first. He glanced at Luo Qiao, still chatting with people over there, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery.

When the match time arrived, and the stands were packed, Luo Qiao gave Emma and Steven a high-five before nimbly jumping onto the boxing ring.

The referee repeated the rules to both fighters, and Luo Qiao nodded, indicating that she understood.

Soukai then said: "Once the match starts, there can be no quitting. That’s my rule, and don’t say I’m bullying a woman."

Luo Qiao glanced at the arrogant Soukai, thinking who would have the last laugh was not yet certain, hoping he could still endure by then.

At the referee’s command, Soukai threw a punch straight away, but Luo Qiao dodged it. His full-force punch missed, and his body leaned forward slightly due to inertia.

With a slight turn, Luo Qiao countered with a back kick, sending Soukai, who had just steadied his footing, crashing into the railing—such a powerful kick.

The audience only saw Soukai stumbling forward from the kick, but only Luo Qiao knew how much his lower back hurt now, her kick was delivered with full force.

That one kick left Soukai with a forehead of fine sweat, as the pain in his back reminded him that he had underestimated his opponent. This woman was no ordinary fighter; she must have genuinely learned Chinese martial arts.

He steadied his mind and stance, determined not to be knocked down by a Chinese woman—otherwise, he’d lose all face.

Originally, after seeing her slightly outdo Yusuf yesterday, he wanted to beat her into a semi-invalid state to avenge Yusuf and ingratiate himself with Yusuf’s family. Yet he hadn’t expected her to start so strongly and give him a blow to his pride.

Luo Qiao didn’t relentlessly pursue him; she gave him time to recover, not willing to let him leave the ring so easily, and was prepared to make him pay for his arrogance.

When Soukai recovered and swung his fists again, Luo Qiao dodged them as if toying with him, never letting him land a hit. But each time, she would return the favor with a punch or kick in response, infuriating Soukai.

Thus, his punches became more ruthless, but Luo Qiao narrowly dodged each one. After dozens of attempts, he wisened up, realizing she was trying to drain his energy. This woman was truly detestable.

Following the mid-match break, Soukai changed his tactics, but Luo Qiao was no longer interested in teasing him. The next round between the two was exceedingly fierce. Soukai was slightly taller than Luo Qiao, but she was agile and knowledgeable in medicine. Despite her punches seeming weak, they gave Soukai a tough time.

After greeting Soukai with strikes to his various pressure points, it was time for the mid-game break again.

Soukai appeared utterly exhausted, while Luo Qiao remained calm, thinking to herself that things were about to get thrilling.

Thus, the third round started, and Luo Qiao began thoroughly overpowering Soukai. From their combat, Luo Qiao could tell that Soukai was indeed strong; he must have practiced ninjutsu, just as Emma and the others had guessed.

But unfortunately for him, he was up against her. The skills she had honed over these years were not for naught, and with the bolstering effect of the Spatial Well Water, her stamina recovered quickly. In addition, her medical knowledge allowed her to know exactly where to hit to intensify his pain.

Throughout this round, Soukai was on the receiving end of a beating, making him wish the match would just end. But Luo Qiao was not about to grant his wish. Everyone saw her toying with him, not knowing that each punch was fracturing his bones.

When the match was stopped again, Soukai truly wanted to forfeit, but those around him would never allow such a thought to take hold, denying him the chance. Seeing the frustration on his face, Luo Qiao almost hurt herself by holding back her laughter.

When the referee announced the start of the match again, Luo Qiao had had enough of toying and went on to deliver a savage beating that left him powerless to fight back, his internal organs suffering severe trauma that would be fantastical to think he could recover from.

Soukai clung to his last shred of dignity, refraining from collapsing, though his body was bent over like a shrimp. Luo Qiao landed a punch directly to his face, until he was swollen like a pig’s head, with blood starting to trickle from his nose.

Just as the referee ran over preparing to stop the match, Luo Qiao quickly stepped back and delivered a kick, sending Soukai sliding off the bottom edge of the ring, nearly sliding out of the ring entirely.

With the referee’s hand still raised, the command yet to be shouted from his mouth, and as Soukai was about to slide out of the ring – just when everyone thought Soukai was about to embarrass himself –

Luo Qiao abruptly grabbed one of his ankles, leaving half his body hanging out of the ring, half on it. With a firm tug, she pulled him back into the ring, though she suffered a bad injury.

Although he was pulled back into the ring, he completely lost face. The referee declared Luo Qiao the winner, and those who had bet on Soukai to win lost thoroughly.

No one at the scene had anticipated the evening’s events.

Luo Qiao truly enjoyed the fight and, on top of her initial stake, also earned four hundred and fifty thousand US dollars.

Besides reclaiming her initial stake, the remainder of the money was donated to Harvard in the name of all Chinese students there, to purchase books for the recently completed library.

Nobody expected Luo Qiao to do this, and opinions on her decision were mixed.

But today’s match with Soukai was not about money for Luo Qiao. That money was burning a hole in her pocket, and might very well bring hatred towards Chinese students.

So she decided to toss this hot potato back to Harvard, letting those who once looked down on Chinese students learn to respect them thereafter.

When Luo Qiao came back after changing clothes, Emma rushed up, exclaiming, "Oh my god, Luo, you were really amazing."

Steven now seemed eager to be her lackey, attending to her with a look of admiration, worthy of a sycophant – offering her water and helping with her belongings.

Luo Qiao’s fifty thousand dollar principal had already been reclaimed, registered, and set aside – her money would not be squandered here, but rather invested back into building her motherland.

At this moment, a few of the Chinese students in the audience surrounded her, particularly Cheng Qianjin, who excitedly shouted, "Luo Qiao, you were truly fantastic.

Not only did you let us Chinese students hold our heads high, but more importantly, you elevated our national pride. You taught those people never to look down on us Chinese students again, never to underestimate our motherland."

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