The woman in green gave Zhuo Yuanzhi a disapproving sidelong glance.
Zhuo Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows, politely clasped his hands in front of Qingyi, and then walked into the arena carrying his halberd.
This match, which specifically named names, drew everyone's attention.
The two men in the arena suddenly sprang into action, their fists flashing and crisscrossing, each move as fast as a shooting star. The audience could only see flashes of light and hear the roar of their energy.
Nanqianyue glanced at it casually, returned the orange with only three segments eaten to her younger brother, and then slowly ate the cherry handed to her by her younger sister.
Nan Xiang wasn't actually very interested in martial arts. He turned his head unintentionally and caught a glimpse of Nan Qianyue eating cherries out of the corner of his eye.
He pursed his lips slightly, coughed twice, and then silently stretched his hand behind his back, palm facing up.
Nan Qianyue instantly understood and immediately placed the cherries in her hand into Nan Xiang's hand. Nan Kezhi and Nan Yichu, seeing this, also stuffed their things into their father's hands.
The Southern Prime Minister did not turn around, but merely smiled with satisfaction. He then withdrew his hand and, taking advantage of the fact that the old emperor and the others were not paying attention, began to feed the food into his mouth bite by bite.
Yes! Food fed by one's children is always the sweetest!
Song Suihuan, who had been watching this from next door, felt a burning jealousy in her eyes. Why was it that her family was living happily together after moving south, while her father...
I gave her a good scolding yesterday, and now I'm completely focused on the martial arts competition, I won't pay any attention to her at all! Then look at my good-for-nothing brother next to me, his eyes are practically popping out of his head! They're both brothers, how come there's such a big difference!
"You flatter me!" Zhuo Yuanzhi greeted He Chi with a polite bow, his brows radiating confidence.
He Chi felt as if he had been traumatized, because Zhuo Yuanzhi's martial arts skills far exceeded his expectations. He should have chosen a weaker opponent to fight.
"Hahaha, good! The warriors of Xiqiu are exceptionally skilled, but Deputy Commander Zhuo is slightly better!" The old emperor spoke modestly, but his laughter did not subside at all.
"Why doesn't the Crown Prince of Nan Jing send someone out for a friendly competition?" The old emperor looked at Xiao Chen with a meaningful smile.
Xiao Chen knew very well that the old emperor intended to crush all the other countries in order to demonstrate the absolute military strength of Dongling.
He smiled, said nothing, but gave Ye Jian a look.
Ye Jian nodded, leaped into the arena, and stood facing Zhuo Yuanzhi.
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