For Zhao Hao's conduct, almost everyone who knows him is very confident, even Wei Chengqi has to say, but he is a handsome son, and there has never been negative news. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even when he casually mentions it on the street, he can know that this prince, and on the few occasions when he leaves the palace, he will find time to do good deeds and send some money and food to poor families.

But some people said that the prince was very disgusted with those who were able-bodied but begging on the streets, and every time he saw them, he would definitely ask the guards to beat them violently.

This made Liu Zihong can't help but ring, in his previous life, those who were able-bodied and kneeling on the street in a vain attempt to cheat a few money, he also wanted to beat them violently at that time.

This alone is enough to add points to Zhao Hao, and Liu Zihong feels that there is no need to continue the investigation.

Wu Qinzhi, who was secretly paying attention to him, was also a little sweating, this kid really investigated, he didn't expect that this kind of thing was taboo, but thinking that he didn't care much about the prince, he probably didn't take this taboo to heart at all.

Next door, the Silver Star Martial Mansion is holding a vigorous competition, and at this time of the year, the masters in the Martial Arts Mansion will be ranked, and then made into a list as a model for other students.

Liu Zihong is full of curiosity about this place, and he has never been there, but now he finally has the opportunity, and everyone else goes home or plays, but he has nowhere to go.

Other Zhuo Wenxuan and others also live in the Jiugemen Manor, learning to practice martial arts every day, or playing the piano and singing, and can also enjoy the dance of the cicada and Mongolian, but they are also very happy to live a small life.

"A few of your goals are too obvious, go back and practice martial arts well, and wait for the coming day to enter the martial arts mansion!" Liu Zihong took out his senior brother's posture and sent Zhuo Wenxuan and the others back.

When he and Ma Feixiong entered the Silver Star Martial Mansion, the two guards at the door, seeing someone coming, wanted to stop them, but after looking at them, they quickly stopped.

Just kidding, the son of the Marquis Mansion of the Broken Army, there was a master of the Martial Mansion who wanted to accept him as a disciple, but unfortunately they did not agree, it was enough to learn the accomplices of the family tradition, and sure enough, he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he was already a master of the martial arts of the Seven Mansions, even if he was in the Martial Mansion, he could enter the top fifty.

Atmosphere, this is Liu Zihong's first feeling when he enters the Martial Mansion, and the first thing that catches his eye is a huge square, with a giant sword more than ten meters high erected in the middle, and a staff of the same size next to it.

Behind is the bustling crowd, the ring has been in the ring for a long time, and now it has reached the final stage, and it is said that there are only forty or fifty people left, and the strength is very strong.

"It is said that the strength is about the same as yours!"

"You have to fight to find out!" Ma Feixiong said nonchalantly.

"Are you going to go up and smash the field now!"

"Am I that idle?"

Although it does seem to be very idle, Liu Zihong has no intention of continuing to speak, in the crowd, there is a huge ring with a radius of more than 30 meters, and no players have gone up.

"Looks like we're here a little early!"

"Brother, when is this, after two fights, you said that you came a little early!" A disciple of the Martial Arts Mansion next to him heard Liu Zihong speak, and couldn't help but come over to popularize science.

Liu Zihong and Ma Feixiong didn't do their homework, they came in directly, and when they heard this, they both smiled.

Two more people flew up in the ring, and after a short lull in the scene, they began to cheer, and it could be heard that the strength of both sides was very strong, at least a large number of supporters.

The man was tall, with a grim face, and a long sword in his arms, and stood there without saying anything.

The woman on the opposite side was the complete opposite, looking at each other with a smile, holding a delicate staff in her hand, looking like a lively and lovely sunny girl.

"Ling Ao, if you smile, maybe you will become much more handsome!" the woman on the stage spoke, shocking everyone below.

"Shuai, can you make my swordsmanship more powerful?"

This kind of answer, even Liu Zihong, who thinks he is well-informed, can't help but be stunned, this is that style.

"Ling Ao, for a beauty like me, can you bear to be ruthless?" After being slightly stunned, the woman continued to speak, with a few trembling baby voices, which was indeed easy to make people feel a little caring.

The man called Ling Ao also seemed to be a little moved, and only after dozens of seconds did he answer: "I can't bear it!"

The supporters of the women below began to cheer one after another, even if it is a master like Ling Ao, he can't stop the charm of this eldest lady, so he has to rely on this method to enter the top ten.

Happy too early, easy to make people embarrassed, this cheer has not yet fallen, Ling Ao continued: "But my sword does not agree!"

is really a god, if it weren't for the inconvenience, Liu Zihong really wanted to get to know the other party, and there was no other reason why this style was really likable.

The examiner was the teacher of the academy, and when he saw that the two couldn't communicate, he directly announced the start of the competition.

Ling Ao was still holding his sword, standing in place and looking at the shadow on the ground, without looking at the woman opposite, completely immersed in his own world, quite a feeling that he was not in the ring, but so many people waiting for him to sing a song.

"Ling Ao, are you too conceited!" The woman was also annoyed, waving the staff in her hand, and the other hand was cooperating with the actual combat hand, and in an instant, she saw a ring of fire appear from under Ling Ao's feet.

However, there seemed to be no reaction on the other side, and there was still no intention of making a move, but the clothes on his body began to tremble slightly, and he could see that the light cyan wind yuan force was converging.

When the flame was about half a meter away from him, it could no longer advance a single inch, and then just when everyone thought that the woman was helpless, the flame suddenly burst into flames, burning more than two meters high, enveloping Ling Ao in it.

In the flash of golden light, several daggers that were completely condensed by the golden yuan force were already hidden in the flames, and this scheming and ruthlessness made people temporarily forget that she was a beautiful girl.

"It's really interesting!" Liu Zihong couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother, do you understand, at least it's a martial artist-level attack, it's interesting in your eyes?" Which martial arts disciple here once again expressed his dissatisfaction.

"I'm a newcomer, I don't know much about this, please forgive me!"

Seeing that Liu Zihong's attitude was okay, the martial arts disciple stopped talking, snorted and turned around, and continued to look at the two people fighting in the ring, of course, so far, Ling Ao still didn't make a move.

The woman still didn't mean to stop, even now she could still feel the strong pressure brought to her by the boy who was trapped.

The attack had been completely unleashed, and the fire system Yuan Force had transformed into a large net, enveloping Ling Ao in it, and more than a dozen daggers around him were stabbing directly at him.

Ling Ao finally raised his head, let out a long breath, raised his left foot and slightly collapsed half a step forward, condensing the momentum for a long time, and began to expand overwhelmingly.