He and the Qin family were all calculated by Yang Jing.

The crown prince is already powerful, so the possibility of this Jinling army falling into the hands of Yang Jing is even greater.

No matter how bad it is, the prince can't get it.

One ring after another, and he also hit the hidden chess piece of King An.

Yang Zhi wants to scold his mother, although it is very cool to beat Sima Jun, who can bear to be calculated?

Yang Jing, who was stabbed a thousand times, hasn't counted the account of being assassinated last time? Engage in this loan knife to kill people again?

Everyone knows that there is no harmony between Yang Zhi and Sima Jun, so everyone will only blame Yang Zhi for Sima Jun's defeat.

It's a poisonous strategy, this is a thousand flowers, and the leaves don't stick to it!

Good for you, Yang Jing!

Yang Zhi was a little depressed, since Yang Jing wanted to get the Jinling Army, he just wouldn't let it!

In terms of taking 10,000 steps back, even if Yang Zhi wins, the second prince and King An will not lose anything, but will make the prince suffer a loss.

Speaking of which, Yang Jing does not suffer.

Although Yang Zhi has nothing to lose, he is just unhappy in his heart.

Qin Jingren on the side also figured out the key at once, and his eyes became a little colder.

Tang Changyun glanced at Yang Zhi, in the final analysis, he was afraid that he would not be too happy, after all, he was used by others.

Wasn't she herself part of his scheme?

Yang Jing, a cold light flashed in Tang Changyun's eyes, she wrote down this account.

After King An won, the discussion of the wind platform lasted for a long time.

The rest of the games weren't so exciting.

In the end, the twelve were regrouped.

Yang Zhi, An Wang, Zhao Zheng, Shang Chen, and two other sons from the capital stood out.

Grouping again.

Yang Zhi was assigned to Shang Chen, while Zhao Zheng and An Wang were assigned to the other two people and did not bump into each other.

The result of this lottery can only say one thing.

Shang Chen is stronger than Zhao Zheng.

The reason is very simple, since the draw is greasy, if you want Anwang to win, the sooner the strong one is out, the better!

When Yang Zhi and Shang Chen meet together, they must go one.

The information revealed by leaving Shang Chen to Yang Zhi is very clear, Zhao Zheng's strength is not King An's opponent, and it can't cause trouble to King An.

Tsk, Yang Zhi was very unhappy at the thought of being calculated.

The duel with Shang Chen is much more fierce, just kidding, this kind of grievance that you have to follow after being trapped, who understands?

Shang Chen knew that Yang Zhi was powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful!

Moreover, there is a hint of anger in his every move.

This confused Shang Chen, he didn't mess with this ancestor, right?

The ending is not difficult to guess, and the last three people left are Wang An, Zhao Zheng and Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi is now unpleasant to look at anyone, especially King An, who is in a nest with Yang Jing's snakes and rats.

Even if it's Lao Feng's nephew, that's not good!

Draw lots again, as Yang Zhi thought, King An had a bye.

Yang Zhi glanced at King An, and the mockery in his eyes was not hidden at all.

If Yang Zhi wins, after all, Zhao Zheng has already consumed a wave of strength.

If Zhao Zheng wins, it will be even better, anyway, King An will not suffer.

Yang Zhi's air pressure was very low, and King Ning in the stands also frowned when he saw the draw results.

Zhao Zheng had already smelled the unusualness of King An, and he could guess a few points after a little thought.

This had no effect on him, and he eliminated a strong Qin Zhan in vain, and he didn't suffer a loss.

It's Yang Zhi, who has dealt with him so many times, and Zhao Zheng knows that Yang Zhi can't rub sand in his eyes.

If you are used like this, you may not know what it will become.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng was in a good mood.

This person, you can't your tail, Zhao Zheng is idle, when he passed by Yang Zhi's side, he had to say, "Loyal and brave marquis, tsk, the son of the Sima family is also unfavorable, but he drew you." ”

Yang Zhi did not hesitate at all, stretched out a foot and put it in front of Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng was busy gloating, and he didn't notice it for a while, and he tripped and fell to the ground, making a big ugly appearance.

Yang Zhile was happy, "Ah, why are you so careless?" Great prince, come on, come, I'll help you up. ”

Yang Zhi's ability to talk nonsense with his eyes open was unmatched, Zhao Zheng was angry and angry, and shook off Yang Zhi's hand.

Yang Zhi pretended to sigh, "Alas, the eldest prince doesn't have to be strong, I won't laugh at you if you can't get up." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked at Zhao Zheng a little wrong.

Are there people from the Western Zhou Dynasty who are so delicate? The twives chirped.

Zhao Zheng's face was very gloomy, and his gaze at Yang Zhi was full of murderous intent.

As soon as the game began, Zhao Zheng couldn't hold back and took the lead.

If he had been in Songzhou before, Yang Zhi might not have been able to deal with Zhao Zheng.

On the battlefield, as well as the secret tips given by the little sister Xian'er, Yang Zhi's strength has improved rapidly.

As expected, a quarter of an hour later, Zhao Zheng fell out of the field.

I can't say that posture... Uh, elegant.

It's just that Zhao Zheng can't do that Yang Zhi, do you say it's angry?

Next is the last game, originally in the middle of the middle, in order to take care of Yang Zhi, there was a period of rest.

Yang Zhi didn't have the heart to rest, and went directly to the ring.

The gaze that looked at King An was full of provocation, and the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, King An had no choice but to play.

After coming on the field, he pretended to persuade Yang Zhi twice, looking like a hypocrite.

The hands of the people who look at it are itchy.

After the judge signaled to start, Yang Zhi was not verbose, and directly slapped it.

King An put on a coping posture and calmly greeted him...

Then, the successful ones were knocked back a few steps.

There was a moment of surprise in King An's eyes, and before he could react, Yang Zhi rushed up again.

At the beginning, King An was barely able to cope with Yang Zhi's attack, and the more he went to the back, the more powerless he became.

Two quarters of an hour later, King An was beaten away, and he and Zhao Zheng fell out of the ring in one position.

Clean, neat.

There was silence.

Yang Zhi's hands are a little numb... It's not that you can't break the gong, it's the most important thing to be handsome at this time!

A hint of surprise flashed in Tang Changyun's eyes, Yang Zhi now... At least it is already the peak of the ninth grade, and King An should not be much worse, this result is somewhat surprising.

Isn't this a hanging beating?

No one dared to say this.

dared to beat the emperor's son, Yang Zhi was the first one.

What, you say there is still Qin Zhan?

That's a little subtle, who is as arrogant as Yang Zhi, and he doesn't leave any affection.

King Ning looked at the people standing on the stage, was in a trance for a moment, and waited for someone to carry King An down, and then King Ning reacted.

This kid is even better than he imagined, and he deserves to be...

"Lord Wang, King An, please come over there."

Interrupted by his thoughts, King Ning's eyes showed a moment of impatience, and then he was pressed down again.

After dealing with King An's side, King Ning returned and wanted to preside over the third game, but he only saw Qin Jingren sitting on the high platform, Yang Zhi had disappeared, and Tang Changyun and Tang Changfeng did not know where to go.

Qin Jingren saluted King Ning, and when he received the inquiring look, he shook his head.