Chapter Seventy-Eight: Fighting Huang Sanman!
The game came as scheduled, looking at the martial arts training ground with the fairy flag fluttering, Shen Xuerou casually glanced at Zhao Heng, the third prince not far away, and quickly looked away before the latter found out.
Shen Xuerou secretly made up her mind that she must defeat Zhao Heng in this competition and take a good look at his prestige.
And Zhao Heng naturally felt a slightly malicious look, but when he looked over, that sight disappeared without a trace.
He scratched his head, thinking that he was mistaken.
"Do you have faith, my son?"
Concubine Shu glanced at Zhao Heng, that is, Zhao Heng's mother, a little worried, when she woke up this morning, her left eyelid kept jumping, and she always felt that something had happened.
There can't be a little accident in this kind of thing, after all, Shen Xuerou's dead girl, the crown prince Zhao Han, is still waiting for Zhao Heng to have a problem.
Hearing his mother's words, Zhao Heng seemed very unconcerned, he waved his hand casually, found a very comfortable position on the chair, and put his feet on the desk.
Zhao Han, who was sitting not far away, frowned slightly when he saw him like this, but when he thought of what happened next, he didn't say anything after all.
Zhao Heng glanced at Shen Xuerou provocatively, but the latter had already completely disregarded him.
Today is an annual martial arts competition, so the people who can stand in the martial arts training ground must be among the best without exception.
If you want to win them, you need to be prepared.
The crown prince Zhao Han, who was standing behind Shen Xuerou, looked at her slightly frowning brows, and thought that today's situation was not very good, but this was indeed the case.
They were not very lucky when they drew lots, and they ran into Zhao Heng and them in the first game, in fact, in terms of combat power, the combat power of both sides was about the same.
But I'm afraid that Zhao Heng's wolf-hearted thing will deceive.
"Xue Rou, it's really not good, I'll go first."
Zhao Han's proposal is not completely unreasonable, let the woman Shen Xuerou stay behind, if they are lucky enough to defeat the three princes in one fell swoop today, then they can retain their strength.
You must know that they are not only fighting with Zhao Heng and them now, but there are also other people who expose their strength too quickly, and they are not optimistic about the situation in the future.
Shen Xuerou glanced at Zhao Han and didn't speak, and after a long time, she shook her head.
Because Shen Xuerou already has a certain understanding of Zhao Han, he always likes to do things desperately, even if he is injured in the end.
And Shen Xuerou was afraid of him like this.
Because this competition lasts for a long time, there may be a danger to your life later, and if you injure yourself at the beginning, you can only abstain from the rest of the game.
So in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, Shen Xuerou could only go first.
"Shen Xuerou ......"
Before Zhao Han's words were finished, he was interrupted by Shen Xuerou reaching out, her slightly cool fingertips covering his lips, and there seemed to be bursts of floral fragrance between his breaths.
Zhao Han was silent, he understood what Shen Xuerou meant, but he couldn't help but worry about her safety.
The progress was going very fast, and it was Zhao Han's turn to speak immediately, he stood up, supported Shen Xuerou beside him, and also glanced at the queen beside him.
And the queen, who is on a par with King Zhao, used to be a powerful person, but I don't know what method King Zhao used at that time to take such a role for himself.
Looking at Concubine Li, who was standing on the side, her veil was about to break, Shen Xuerou quickly retracted her gaze, everyone was obviously the same, but she didn't know why the gap was so big.
Concubine Li couldn't see what was going on underneath, she was really a little annoyed and angry now, and glanced at the generous queen mother without a trace, and the viciousness in her eyes was about to overflow.
Relying on Zhao Han not seeing her small movements, Concubine Li also glared at the queen viciously, but the latter didn't notice it at all.
Concubine Li, who was a clown who jumped off the beam for a while, finally quieted down.
"Seeing you is like seeing myself who was once alive, and you must strive to reach new heights." A cultivator said.
This cultivator is here to preside over this martial arts competition.
After saying this, the cultivator stopped talking, but gently swept his gaze over each participant, and finally stayed on Shen Xuerou's face for a moment, then smiled with relief, and then sat down.
The emperor did not blame the queen for her rudeness, but smiled rather dotingly.
After the speech, it was the turn of the people who participated in the martial arts competition to come on the field, and when they walked to the competition platform, the queen's eyes were smiling, and she was one of them.
It's just that now things are wrong, and she also sat on the viewing platform in a golden-red dress, hoping that these young little ones can bring her a different feeling.
Today, everyone was well prepared, Zhao Heng really couldn't imagine that his opponent was so immortal, it was Shen Xuerou and them, especially the prince.
After hearing this arrangement, the queen frowned a little uncomfortably, and when she looked at Zhao Han, she found that the latter was also confused.
But Concubine Li, who was sitting on the other side, was a little unpredictable with her happiness, and the queen didn't dwell on it for long, because the game had already begun.
The transparent protective film rises, which can not only protect the people who visit, but also prevent them from being seriously injured by the energy emitted by the players.
"Shen Xuerou ......"
Before coming to the stage, Zhao Han shouted Shen Xuerou, as if he wanted to persuade him again, but after seeing Shen Xuerou's eyes, all the words turned into a sigh.
He stepped forward, took the initiative to hug Shen Xuerou, left a sentence in her ear, and returned to his seat, when he raised his eyes to look at the queen mother, Zhao Han seemed to see the thoughtfulness in the queen mother's eyes.
"Shen Xuerou."
"Huang Sanman."
After the two of them said their names, they didn't even shake hands, and each stepped aside, waiting for the cultivator to give the order.
The cultivator who was suspended on the side was a little caught off guard by the movements of the two people, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and loudly announced the start of the game.
As soon as the cultivator's words fell, Huang Sanman rushed over directly.
Shen Xuerou, on the other hand, put his hands behind his back as if he was in a fugue, and when Huang Sanman's fist was still a few centimeters away from Shen Xuerou's face, he stopped.
The latter smiled slightly, his hand continued to be behind his back, and his figure flashed to the side, and Huang Sanman, who had lost his target, almost rushed off the martial arts training ground.
Inside!
There was a sigh!
Huang Sanman's face was red!
Probably trying to find his own field, Huang Sanman's attack was sharp and difficult to dodge.
But even such a strong attack was easily dodged by Zhao Xuerou.
As before, once again, Huang Sanman was still going to be defeated in the hands of Shen Xuerou.