Chapter Seventy-Nine: You're Strong, But You Don't Fight!

Just when Huang Sanman was about to go crazy, Shen Xuerou finally put away the mentality of just teasing him, and kicked the person down directly.

One of the rules of the competition is that if you leave the training ground, you will be disqualified from the competition and will be judged as losing.

Shen Xuerou won the first game without much effort.

When the whole audience was happy for her, only three of them had gloomy faces as if they could drip water.

Shen Xuerou still thought that she was not murderous enough, and after kicking the person down, she also hooked her finger at Zhao Heng defiantly, and she was as angry as she looked.

Zhao Heng's easy-to-get guy was indeed enraged, and he rushed directly to the martial arts training ground regardless of anyone's obstruction.

Because once the losing side steps on the martial arts training ground, the competition means that it will begin.

"You can't prove anything if you can defeat Huang Sanman! I definitely wouldn't be as stupid as he was! You're definitely not going to win me either. ”

Zhao Heng's voice, after the strengthening of his own strength, resounded throughout the entire martial arts training ground.

The originally lively martial arts training ground, after hearing his words, suddenly fell silent.

They didn't expect that the third prince would be such a powerful existence, and listening to his voice, many people could conclude that he was a very powerful person.

Even Wuzun Huang Xiao, who was in the crowd and silently watching the game, was wondering if he had seen the wrong person at the beginning?

And Zhao Heng, who was fighting on the head of Xing, couldn't take care of it so much at all, he was very ruthless, and Shen Xuerou didn't react, and he injured his arm.

Glancing at the wound on her arm, Shen Xuerou's eyes became deeper, and when she had just entered the venue, she felt Zhao Heng's aura fluctuating, which was very unstable.

The reason why Zhao Heng was angered was to let him come up and fight with him, and now Shen Xuerou was even more convinced that he didn't feel wrong.

Zhao Heng's attack was very intense, but it gave people a very vague feeling, and there was only one possibility to have this feeling, he took the pill before the game.

But some pills that temporarily improve ability are not allowed to appear, and Zhao Heng seems to be eating that kind of pill, just when Zhao Xuerou was thinking about how to pass on this news to Zhao Han.

Zhao Heng suddenly slapped Zhao Xuerou's chest with a fierce palm, and the latter flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Just when she thought she was going to be beaten and fell off the martial arts training ground, a warm embrace hugged her.

Before Shen Xuerou could say anything, a fishy smell came up, and she couldn't bear the discomfort to finish speaking, Zhao Han's face was very ugly.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Heng, raised his feet and slowly walked to the martial arts training ground.

Seeing Zhao Han's movements clearly, Concubine Li couldn't help it first, she laughed and laughed at Zhao Han, and Zhao Heng, who was in the martial arts training field, also laughed very presumptuously.

When the queen saw this scene, she frowned fiercely, she was worried about Zhao Han, what unexpected things would happen next, and after a long time, her eyes fell on Concubine Li.

"Han'er! You must fight for it! If you win this time, King Zhao will definitely look down on you, and in the future, our mother and son will be settled in the imperial city. ”

The queen sitting on the side, although she didn't say anything, paid close attention to every move on the field and paid attention to Zhao Han's every move.

Her heart clenched.

The two people on the field had already fought, which made everyone not expect that the strength of the prince, who was usually inconspicuous, was not much worse than that of the third prince.

At first, he still looked down on the three princes of Zhao Han, but when he saw that the prince's strength was not weak, he gradually fell in love, but it was too late.

After being slapped away by Zhao Han, a haze appeared on Zhao Heng's face.

"What exactly did you do?"

Zhao Heng's tone was full of unwillingness, why didn't he still work after he had already taken the pill? Did Zhao Han eat it too?

At this moment, Zhao Heng thought a lot, but he only didn't expect that Zhao Han would lightly reveal his secret.

"Don't think about me with the filthy thoughts in your head, I'm not a person with you, I'm not that kind of person, in order to win the game, I actually took pills." Zhao Han seemed to know everything, and he didn't deliberately lower his voice, everyone in the audience heard his words.

They were all guessing what Zhao Han meant, and the careful people found that Zhao Heng was visibly panicked, and he wanted to end the battle quickly.

He was afraid that Zhao Han would tell him about it, but in the face of his murderous attack, Zhao Han always behaved very relaxed.

Seeing that all his attacks were dodged, Zhao Heng's eyes were red, and Zhao Han seemed to be invisible, and he was teasing the prey under his claws like a hunter who caught his prey.

"Your heart, so you see that everything is dirty, and if you take medicine, it doesn't mean that other people have this opportunity."

In a word, you can't take medicine to temporarily increase your strength during the competition, which has always been an unwritten rule in martial arts competitions.

Everyone is following this rule one by one, but as the third son of the emperor, Zhao Heng broke this rule.

Drugs to enhance force are not difficult to find, ordinary people can afford them, and families with a little strength can also afford to eat them like the ones Zhao Heng eats, which are only a little more expensive.

They didn't buy it because they were afraid of power, but because they thought that the competition should pay attention to fairness and justice, but today Zhao Heng's fig leaf was lifted, and many people suddenly discovered that Zhao Heng would be such a person.

The ordinary people in the field were not happy, and they loudly denounced the three princes.

And the third prince didn't know if it was because he was condemned, his face was a little unbearable, or for some other reason, his attack gradually became uncontrollable.

Zhao Han frowned slightly, he couldn't imagine that Zhao Heng was so careless, and as soon as he said it, he would become like this.

The cultivator didn't shout to stop, which meant that the game was still going on, and the killing move was originally reserved for later, but now it can't be managed so much.

He came up for two things, the first was to avenge Shen Xuerou, and the second was to win the game.

Things have come to this point, and there is no need to hide your strength, that killing move should also be usable, Zhao Han thought while glancing at the queen.

In fact, at this time, as long as the cultivator shouted to stop, Zhao Han would not continue his attack.

But the cultivator didn't shout, he was still looking at this place thoughtfully, as if he wanted to see which of the two people was stronger.

Zhao Han hid the sourness in his heart, "This time, I must defeat you, your existence has robbed me of too many things, I can't bear it anymore, my father treats you as the future prince, and the name of my prince is just a false name in the eyes of many people, right?" I prefer to correct my name - I am the prince, and you Zhao Heng will never be worthy! ”

Zhao Han lowered his eyes for a moment, his body was like a shadow in the wind, he seemed to be integrated into the world, he seemed to be singing in the world, laughing wildly!

"In that case, then I'll have no choice but to use my ultimate martial art! The ultimate martial art can only last for half an hour, and it must be killed with one hit, after all! Time is short. ”

This is Zhao Han's strongest blow, the only fly in the ointment is that it can only last for half an hour, and then, a quick victory.

Suddenly, Zhao Han seemed to be a different person.

The martial arts of the three princes were all cracked by Zhao Han, and within three moves, the three princes had already been defeated, Zhao Han used the ultimate martial arts, just like a father beating his son, and easily won the three princes without any effort.

Zhao Leng smiled coldly: "Hmph! You're strong, but you're not beaten at all! ”

Field!

Shen Xuerou smiled!

Queen Song Qiurong also smiled!