Chapter 33: The Princess Escapes

Chapter 33: The Princess Escapes

Lu Zhenqiu walked for a long time and surveyed many trees. Finally, before dark today, he found a tree hole under a giant tree. The location of this tree is also hidden, deep in the forest. If you enter without marking it, it is easy to get stuck.

Strangely enough, after entering the tree hole, Lu Zhenqiu discovered that the tree hole was quite clean. It must have been taken care of by someone. However, he waited until dark and late at night, but no one came back. Perhaps he was the poor person who was unfortunately taken away by a wolf not long ago and will never come back...

Lu Zhenqiu settled down here with peace of mind. His luggage only consisted of some water containers and his spare clothes. In order to travel more conveniently, he stole some men's clothes from the palace that did not belong to him.

This is much more practical than the expensive but impractical court skirt.

The next day, he had to quickly find a water source nearby. There was plenty of food here for the time being, with fruits hanging on the trees for him to take. If he wanted to eat meat, he could go hunt some game. It was also easy to make a fire here, but it was deep in the forest, with weeds everywhere, so he had to be careful not to start a fire, otherwise escaping would be no less difficult than the natural disaster in the previous level.

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On the first day of the contest to select the consort of the emperor, Chu Cheng'an walked out of the door with an attitude of a victorious winner. Everyone who came to participate in the contest knew him. This male peacock was the second prince of the neighboring Qiqite Kingdom. It was said that he was an uneducated and dissolute young man, who dared to act arrogantly when he came to other countries' territories because he had his brother to support him.

In fact, he is just a useless straw bag.

Soon he will be beaten into a pig's head on the ring, with his face stained with various shades of purple and blue, to see if he dares to spread his wings again.

The son of the father of the weapon shop in Fanfan Kingdom (the local country) is a rough man named Robert. He didn't learn much of the family's skills in iron smelting and knife sharpening, and spent all his time and energy on fighting with gang gangs of hooligans in the town.

The weapon shop made a lot of money, but his parents felt that there was no rule that boys should be raised in wealth, and they were still very stingy with him, unlike the prop shop next door, and the eldest son, the heir of the hotel, who dressed flashy and wore different clothes almost every day, which made little Robert jealous.

Therefore, he has hated the rich since he was a child, and he hated the princes who grew up in the palace with a golden key and could ascend to the throne without any extra effort!

When he saw the second peacock prince from the Qiqiite country, he seemed to have found a window to vent his long-standing dissatisfaction in his heart, and cursed that he would be the first opponent he would meet in the game.

It is said that curses in fairy tales are quite effective, and it is not only evil witches who curse others.

The officer who was supervising the fairness of the competition beside the ring was probably annoyed by Prince Philip's wandering around and making a mess, and wanted to ask this rich little prince to pack up and leave as soon as possible and go home to his parents.

With a flourish of his pen, he instantly filled in the names of two people on the first list of contestants, which symbolized fairness and impartiality.

Philip, Robert.

Then he handed the paper to the official behind him.

The officials will then fill in all the details of the contestants, such as Philip (the second prince of the Kingdom of Qiqit), Robert (the eldest son of the owner of the weapon shop of the Kingdom of Fanfan), and so on. They will then present it to the king and other superiors.

The boss has a wise face, like a university student who is good at thinking.

Everyone felt that the commander treated these young contestants without any acquaintance and would not favor any side. All his arrangements must be God's will, right?

The commander himself thought so too.

It’s hard for others to say.

Of course he knew Robert, who was the worst fighter in town and the Weapon Shop Dad had beaten him in public many times.

So the officer knew that Robert was not only good at fighting, but also very resistant to fighting. If he couldn't even beat the dude prince, the hooligans in the town would make fun of him and not dare to go out for a whole month.

And if he made a wrong judgment, he could also swallow the pages he had just written.

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At this time, underground money dealers had already started to set up secretly on the beach. They bet on Robert to win. Only the local townspeople who had some power knew about this underground money dealer. When the stall owner was worried that he would not get off to a good start by betting on Robert, a silly little country girl showed up with her younger brother, and took almost all their belongings and beat Prince Philip to win.

The boss didn't care who these two kids of unknown origin were, as long as the gambling table could be opened.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering which business genius had tricked the two siblings into joining the company. Their tricks were too clever.

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Chu Chengan didn't mind being the first to go on stage. It was just like what he had read in the story books about fighting in the ring. It was always difficult for the first contestant to persist until the end of the game, because if he didn't go down, the others would continue to fight him. He had to fight 9,999 people by himself. Even if he was a powerful war god like Xiang Yu or Lu Bu, he would still be exhausted to death...

Why didn't he think about this situation at the beginning? If he had known, he would not jump around so much, saving his energy. His teammate only picked up a cute big king, and he lost 800 soldiers.

Forget it. There is no point in saying more.

After Chu Cheng'an greeted his brother Joseph and his good friend Hansen who were standing next to him, he very handsomely supported the stage with one hand and jumped onto the stage.

The common people below suddenly cheered, and they kept cheering. It had been a long time since the princess was cursed that Fanfan Country had been so lively. They cheered loudly because the first round of their country's imperial consort selection competition had finally officially begun.

Robert was the last to come on stage. He looked at Prince Philip's swift and graceful movements and thought that it was because his muscles were not trained enough and that he would definitely cry for mercy under his iron fist in a moment.

He was eager to show off his power in front of the people as soon as possible.

Robert immediately attracted a wave of hatred after he came on stage: "Hey, where is your highness? I never thought that one day I would become successful and be able to beat your highness? Your highness, you don't know that according to the rules of Fanfan Country, everyone is equal on this stage. It doesn't matter if you are a domestic hen that lays golden eggs or a fast-running pheasant in the forest. As long as you are here, you cannot hold the other party responsible if you are beaten to a pulp. Of course, you are so scared that you want to escape, but you are not allowed to do so."

Prince Philip was a little surprised. How could anyone compare to him in terms of being so long-winded and talkative?

However, the only thing similar to him is the length of his speeches. Compared with him in terms of the quality of content, he is still lacking a big head.

"Hey? Who are you, little brother? You just call me Your Highness Prince, Your Highness Prince, but I don't know which wild rooster in the mountain village you are? Is it the rule in your Fanfan country that you greet your opponent first instead of introducing yourself first? Is this your way of entertaining guests?"

"I...you...!" Robert was speechless for a moment and could only clench his fists.

"Oh, I remember now." Chu Cheng'an, who only has the memory of a seven-second fish, finally remembered, "The chief judge seemed to have called your name before. What's your name, Robert? It's easy to remember. Radishes are found in every family's fields. I remember it."

"You are the radish!" You are the radish!

The crowd below started to make a noise, complaining that Robert was not good at quarreling and cursing. How could he compete with his neighbor in verbal battles? He even lost to their prince. How well-mannered was the prince? If he couldn't even scold a prince, then wouldn't their country be able to just send a "slut" to make these people speechless and unable to fight back? This was on their own territory, and they were too scared to scold him.

Ah, no, Robert, you must rack your brains to win the battle of words against the opponent!

As a result, Robert was the first to lose his temper. He always thought that Prince Philip looked fair and clean, and was just a weak boy who couldn't even fight.

Humph, your skin is itchy, and you dare to scold your grandpa? I'll beat you up and make you cry, so you go home to find your dad.

Robert rushed forward and threw a straight punch without using any technique.

As a result, his fist was blocked by Prince Philip, who then reached out and grabbed his fist and pulled him towards his body.

Robert was dumbfounded. How powerful was the hand? He couldn't even pull his fist away. He could only watch himself being pulled over, getting closer and closer to the little prince.

These are all the modern fighting skills that Chu Chengan learned, how to exert strength, how to use force, and how to catch others off guard.

Then the little prince, who was probably only 16 years old, punched the 20-year-old "adult" in the abdomen, and the pain was so severe that Robert wanted to vomit his breakfast and yesterday's dinner.

He fell to the ground with foam at the mouth.

The noise from the audience stopped. Most of them were from Fanfan Country, and they simply could not applaud for the other country's fighters when their own players were defeated.

They could only shout, "Get up! Robert, get up! He fell down with just one punch. A rooster can fight better than you!"

Their behavior is very similar to chicken fighting, both of which are buying and leaving.

Robert could hear everything they said. He couldn't get up because of the stomachache, but his mind was still intact and he was sober.

He gritted his teeth and tried to get up four or five times, but he couldn't get up.

The thug who had spent all his money to buy Robert's victory couldn't help it any longer. He said, "Fuck, brother, you are not serious, are you? You are gone after one punch? You are too unprofessional to fake a match, right? You should at least take ten punches and make a complete show, right? No, I can't allow you two to embezzle my money. My eldest brother has also signed up. I will beat you two to death in a while. I bet you die in the ring so that I can earn my money back!"

Chu Chengan felt a little confused. What was he saying that he couldn't understand?

Please don't teach me weird stuff, okay?