Chapter 34: Wearing the Pants Wrongly
Chapter 34: Wearing the Pants Wrongly
As a good and law-abiding young man in the 21st century, Chu Chengan has never participated in gambling (:D), and he rarely participates in betting with his friends. (Because he almost never loses in every sports game, his friends gradually stop betting with him.)
He knocked his opponent down with one punch, but he was still worried that he was trying to scam me? He was so arrogant before, thinking that he was awesome and powerful. How come he just lay there motionless after one punch?
The situation is changing too fast, like a typhoon or a tornado, and there is no time to extricate oneself from the stock market.
Chu Chengan couldn't help but kick Robert, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead. "Brother, hurry up and get up. If you don't get up, your friends will think that you and I have conspired to cheat them. Hurry up and explain to them that I didn't do that. We are just a pure and simple competition relationship."
Robert's eyes were lifeless, his body curled up, his hands tightly covering his abdomen. The abdominal pain was also accompanied by problems with the nerves in his mouth. He could only utter: "Aba Aba Ababa..."
The chief referee walked onto the stage, glanced at him, and started counting down from 30 seconds to 10 seconds, until finally 10, 9, 8... and then to 3, 2, 1, before finally announcing that he was out.
Chu Chengan thought that this was much longer than the time allowed for lying on the ground to rest during underground boxing fights. If he was knocked down, he would be able to rest for 30 seconds, and when he got up he would be like a lively fish again and be able to fight again.
Suddenly, he had a new idea for the game.
…
Robert was carried down by kind people, and the chief judge asked the crowd: "Who among you wants to be the next opponent of Prince Philip?"
There was total silence in the audience, even the noise from earlier had disappeared.
Chu Chengan thought: No way? Is Fanfan country so good to his country's people? He felt a little embarrassed when they were so polite.
How is that possible? The royal family of Fanfan Kingdom would not allow their country to lose face.
Their friendship came and went quickly.
There was only a loud sound of something being thrown to the ground.
"I'm coming!" After hearing the sound, the crowd made way for the source of the sound.
The two words roared out by this person were concise, sonorous and powerful. They came from his abdomen, and one could feel the whole body filled with strength when hearing them. This cannot be compared with those people who have only gained weight, are full of fat, and are just hanging around here waiting for their opportunity.
Chu Chengan also looked over there, and saw that the other person was both tall and big, almost two meters tall, right? The genes of Fanfan Country are really good, but it's a pity that most people don't have them, probably a mutant variety.
With this physique, he could crush the "little kid" Chu Cheng'an to death.
His current body hasn't fully grown yet. At the age of 16, he is less than 1.7 meters tall and looks like a cute little boy.
He is quite cute when he doesn't talk, but when he starts talking, you can't help but want someone to seal his mouth with a stick.
A two-meter-tall giant walked toward the stage.
He looked as calm as if he was strolling in his own back garden.
Yes, he had no need to be afraid of an underage prince from a neighboring country, even though he had knocked Robert down with one punch before.
It was just one punch, and because it was so fast and short, it made people think that it might just be a coincidence. He hit the right position, which was too fatal. It wouldn't be such a coincidence every time, and he wouldn't be so lucky next time.
When the giant stepped onto the stage, the entire ring was shaking.
Chu Cheng'an felt that he could feel the stage shaking with his whole body, as if if the opponent exerted a little more force, the stage would collapse.
Brother, you'd better be careful. If this place is ruined, they may have to move to the wild mountains and hills to fight in the wild.
The chief judge briefly introduced the giant.
Chu Cheng'an didn't understand the complicated medieval titles for officials. He only knew that this was the adopted son of a high-ranking official in the imperial palace, and his name was John.
Yiyiyi…adopted son? Was the official unable to have a child of his own? Did he adopt one? That’s really pitiful. What if this child is destroyed by a simple punch from him?
The nagging little gangster below also got excited at this time.
"Brother! Brother! Kill him! Beat him to death. Don't hold back."
However, John on the stage didn't even turn his head to look at him. It was just a cheap and shabby relationship between them.
Even Chu Chengan felt a little sympathetic towards him. He had lost all his money and was now not liked by the "big brother" he admired.
He originally wanted to ask the referee to send the guy who was making so much noise up here as well, but seeing that his social status was so low now that he couldn't even be a cheap younger brother, he decided to let him go for the time being.
I will teach you again when I remember it later.
John slapped his palms with his gloves a few times to warm himself up briefly, and then his heavy body rushed towards Prince Philip without delay.
Philip was more agile than him, of course. He now had the advantage of being small, and it was as if he was back in the competition with Lu Zhenqiu when he was in primary school...
Where is Lu Zhenqiu? Why isn't he in this world?
He must be there...
I was distracted for a moment and was almost hit by John's iron fist.
Chu Chengan supported himself on the ground with his hands, dodged, and quickly turned around and stood up.
I can't think of anything else now. Put aside all distractions. This person is no easier to deal with than Robert.
Looks like a killer carefully cultivated by Fanfan Country...
How come it was used for this purpose?
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At this time, in the main hall of the Fanfan Kingdom's palace.
The king paced back and forth anxiously. What should he do? What should he do? The competition had already begun. Officials said that it was already in full swing. Residents of nearby towns and many powerful royal families from neighboring countries had sent people to watch. The area around the arena was packed with people, and several main roads were so crowded that people could not leave until the competition was over.
But at such a critical moment, the princess was lost. She escaped and her whereabouts have been unknown to date.
He and the child's mother must have spoiled her!
The king said to the attendant standing by: "Hasn't he been found yet?"
The attendant trembled in fear: "Your Majesty, we sent many soldiers out to look for her secretly, but we didn't see any young girl of the same age. We even searched the whole mountain..."
"This matter must not be leaked, otherwise how can our royal family save face? Keep searching! Send more people, and search day and night!"
"Yes!" The servant quickly took the order and ran out of this place of trouble.
The king looked out the window at the sky outside which was gradually getting darker.
Although he had acted very angry and anxious in front of the guards before.
But after calming down and thinking carefully, he realized that there was still a way out. He already had a brilliant plan.
All we need to do is make sure that none of the contestants can easily pass the last level.
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On the stage, the two-meter-tall John couldn't catch the prince, nor could he hit him. He was angry and ashamed. There were so many spectators watching him, and his adoptive father must be watching too. If he couldn't bring him value...
John thought of an idea. Although he couldn't touch Prince Philip, the space on the ring was so small, why did he have to punch or kick?
He could easily rush forward and use his huge body to knock the little prince down, or even leap up and hit the ground, and with luck he could crush the little prince to death.
Chu Cheng'an hadn't expected that this martial arts competition to select a prince consort would become so intense in the second round, as if it was a life-and-death fight, where it was either you or me. There was no way that both of us could leave the stage, so one of us had to be killed.
On second thought, it seems to be true. If he cannot win, his system mission will fail and the system will eliminate him.
As for John, he lost and his political career as the adopted son of a minister came to an end. He would have to beg for food and pick up scraps from now on.
Who knows, he might even be killed to silence him because he knows too many secrets of his adoptive father...
Chu Chengan kept dodging, but the arena was so small that he had to be careful not to fall down and get eliminated while dodging.
This time, he managed to sidestep John's elbow, but the back of his hand was scratched by something that looked like a hook on his clothes that had been transformed into something else...
Shit, weapons are not allowed into the competition, but there is no mention of clothing style or specifications. It just says that you cannot wear armor or other impervious clothing.
John was wearing a beast skin. Only he knew what was inside the skin, and he didn't need to take it off to check...
Chu Chengan regretted it very much. With his modern wisdom and thinking, he didn't even think of preparing cheat sheets in advance, or simply cheating boldly by hiding a breastplate under his clothes...
Speaking of cheating...isn't he familiar with it?
Chu Chengan stepped back to avoid two more punches, and then he gradually found that something began to blend into his blood from the injured area in front. This feeling... This feeling was a bit like when the sea witch dropped the green potion bottle in the previous level. He clearly felt that his fighting ability was affected...
Damn, when it comes to insidiousness, the local NPCs born and raised in the game are still better.
Chu Chengan didn’t know the specific medicinal effects of this thing, or to what extent it would develop, so he could only give it a try.
He called out in his heart, "System Rabbit."
The rabbit came out from the shadows with a hop and skip.
"Prince Philip, are you going to use the system-added items in the arena competition that symbolizes justice?"
"Bah, you are nothing but a righteous man, wearing clothes with hooks on them, aren't you afraid of getting yourself stabbed to pieces?"
Rabbit couldn't help but complain: "I didn't wear my clothes inside out, how could I possibly tear myself? But I see you're wearing your pants inside out, right? I can clearly see that they're loose in the front and tight in the back."
"Ah?" Chu Chengan was shocked. "Do these medieval ripped pants have a front and back side? Why do they look the same to me?"
"Huh, are you stupid? There's no maid to help you get dressed when you come out, and you don't even know the front and back of your pants. Actually, there is someone who can help you. You can ask your brother for help. He will definitely be happy to help."