Chapter 43: You wait for me
Chapter 43: You wait for me
Who is the right prime minister? He is also one of the only two dukes in the castle. He has his own son. He loves his only son very much, but unfortunately he is a waste. It was Philip who heard his son say he had a stomachache on the stage and asked him to fight another day, but the son said he still had a stomachache the next day.
If the Left Prime Minister knew that the Right Prime Minister's son had such great achievements and heroic deeds, he would definitely find ways to suggest to his mortal enemy to adopt another son, so that he would not be left without a reliable person when he was old and lost power. This would be extremely miserable.
The right prime minister was at home disciplining his son, and thus, the left prime minister happened to have this good fortune.
As soon as the soldiers of the Left Prime Minister discovered Princess Ailuo, they used their ultimate moves against her.
They shouted: "The Sewing Machine Monster is coming! The disobedient children will be captured by the Sewing Machine Monster!"
“…”
The devilish sound filled their ears, like a spell prepared in advance by a black witch.
Although Lu Zhenqiu himself was not afraid of the Sewing Machine, his body was extremely scared. When he heard the words "Sewing Machine Monster", his legs became weak and he knelt on the ground, unable to walk. His hands could not hold the bow properly, so he could only let others do whatever they wanted and wait to be captured in despair.
The soldiers quickly lifted up the princess with limp legs and dragged her onto the carriage. Their rough movements made Princess Aurora frown.
But when he opened his mouth, he felt his throat was dry and it was not convenient to argue.
Forget it, let it be. I can’t escape anyway, so I’ll just go back first.
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The competition on the arena is still in full swing.
No one knew about this little episode.
While waiting to go on stage, brother Joseph also gossiped for once. He asked his step-brother Philip: "Princess Aurora, is she your girlfriend in real life?"
Huh? This person thinks Lu Zhenqiu is a woman?
Chu Chengan laughed wildly in his heart, there are times when you can't guess right?
Let you guess, just let you guess.
He couldn't help but sing a song: "I won't tell you, I won't tell you~"
Philip said, "Why? Are you jealous of me? In the end, the choice of a consort still depends on the princess's own wishes, right? Do you think you can accomplish your mission?"
Besides, my skills are so amazing that even if we didn't meet in real life, I wouldn't lose to you.
After being ridiculed, Joseph simply ignored the talkative Philip.
He firmly believed that sooner or later he would die from talking too much.
Ten minutes later, the strong man on the stage was no match for his opponent and was tripped and thrown off the stage by a light and handsome boy.
This operation is familiar to everyone. There have been precedents of young kids defeating strong enemies.
That was the second prince of the Qiqiite Kingdom and the adopted son of their left prime minister. It was truly amazing and could be recorded in history.
The chief judge quickly stepped out and asked, "Is there anyone willing to volunteer?"
Philip jumped onto the stage without thinking.
"Wow! It's him, it's him!" The audience cheered loudly.
The young man on the stage was also stunned, as if he did not expect Prince Philip to come back so soon.
When Philip stopped and saw such a small boy in front of him, he didn't know how to start.
Previously, he thought that no matter who his opponent was, he would go on stage earlier to take charge of the game and speed up the progress of the game.
Now when he sees this baby, he doesn't know what to do. He used to think that the world should always promote respecting the elderly and loving the young.
"Little boy, how old are you? Are you 14 years old?" Philip didn't make a move, but he couldn't help but make a move with his mouth.
What if the person has a childish appearance? Wouldn’t that offend you?
The boy also felt a little guilty: "I... I just turned 14..."
Um? 14 years old? Although people in ancient times married young, especially in the West, the princess is about to turn 16. Wouldn't it be unfair for her to marry a husband who is two years younger than her? What do the parents think? How can this be...
Suddenly, Philip looked directly at the dwarf and said, "14 years old? Are you kidding? I see you're not even 12 years old! Referee, come here, where is your registration age limit?"
The chief referee was also confused. After such a long time since the competition started, this was the first time he heard someone question this issue.
But he still generously told the audience who had the same doubts as Prince Philip: "You can only register if you are over 15 years old. If you are a few days younger, we can accommodate you."
Philip laughed. "What did the boy just say? He said he just turned 14? And he looks so childish, so he must have lied about his age, right?"
"Wow..." The audience below also looked enlightened.
The referee had no choice but to ask the kid to leave the stage and disqualify him from the competition.
If no one had raised any objections, he would not have cared about this little boy being so strong.
Before the boy stepped off the stage, he threatened Prince Philip: "Your Excellency is really a master, just wait, we will meet again."
"Oh, sure."
Philip did not think he had done anything wrong. He just did not want to hit the future flower of the motherland. What if he was accused of bullying the children? In the past, Taekwondo rules did not allow the strong to bully the weak.
After the kid pretending to be old left, the competition proceeded normally and orderly, but it was in the form of a draw.
…
Philip hit these bitter-faced opponents with a hammer again. They looked like they had been constipated for several days. It would be better to send them off the stage as soon as possible and let them be free.
After taking control of the home court, Philip remembered that his good friend the King, Hansen, had not yet completed his mission.
If he doesn't call him again, he might forget it today and tomorrow.
He gestured toward the players' positions off the stage, and Hansen immediately understood.
Good brother, even though I haven't reminded him for such a long time, he still remembers his mission.
Hansen raised his hand generously.
The audience gave him a thumbs up: What a brave man, but he is so fat, I wish him good luck.
He was indeed lucky that the ring master didn't kick him down at the first opportunity.
It also allows him to wave his fists proudly and perform on the stage.
I don't know what kind of skill he has learned, but he is also using lip language. What is this? Disrupting the spirit of the overlord? Telling him some jokes?
Of course, we were too far away to see clearly, let alone hear.
Hassan whispered, "My mission is not yet complete."
Philip: "Don't worry, maybe the system is stuck? Or maybe the rabbit is still sleeping."
With the System Rabbit's behavior, Chu Chengan didn't believe that it was not lazy.
They fought for nearly half an hour. Although their punches were quite impressive, it was not in line with Prince Philip's previous skills. He should be stronger. There was no reason why he couldn't knock down a fat man in 30 minutes.
If this continues, the audience and referees will become suspicious...
Chu Chengan had no choice but to go to the system space to look for the rabbit under the pretext of drinking, and he had to wake it up from its nap.
When Chu Cheng'an arrived at the space, the dead rabbit was indeed sleeping.
He didn't grab the rabbit's ears, mainly because he was afraid that the rabbit would kick him with its hind legs. He had seen the power of that.
Instead, he gentlemanly and patiently patted the quilt on which the rabbit was sleeping. The rabbit slowly came to its senses, sat up and looked at Chu Chengan who was squatting in front of it.
"Huh? What? You want to drink again?" Haven't you suffered enough?
The effect of Chu Chengan's last bowl of wine had disappeared long ago, as it had been a long time ago. He couldn't quite remember what specific improvement it had made to him. It seemed as if his own domineering aura had risen to a new level.
He asked the rabbit: "Why hasn't Wang Anyuan completed his mission yet? Hasn't he already entered the race for the title of Prince Consort?"
Rabbit was puzzled: "Wang Anyuan? Who is that?"
"…It is this fairy tale game world, Hansen's player."
"Oh...him, but how do you know his mission? Did he tell you? Let me tell you, all the players in this game world are bad. What he said may not be his real mission."
Chu Chengan didn't believe the rabbit's attempt to sow discord. He said, "He is my good friend. How could I not know whether what he said was true or false?"
The rabbit laughed, which was a sign of its anger. "So you pretended to come to the system space to eat props, but you actually came to wake me up so that your friend could complete the task earlier? You took advantage of the bug that allowed you to come to the space, but you didn't come to use the props at all."
Chu Chengan was afraid that the rabbit was really angry, and it would be a loss to offend it now.
"No, I'm mainly here to eat the props, asking is just a side note. Look, I asked for him as well."
Waking up the dead rabbit is the first step.
Chu Chengan took the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He would only know the effect after he went out.
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When he was back on the ring in the blink of an eye, he felt that his strength was increased again. Now he had to be careful when punching the king, so as not to push him lightly and cause him to come into close contact with the ground.
That’s right, the two bonus effects of this wine are super strength + perspective.
After a while, Chu Cheng'an saw the color of his friend's underwear (:D). It was golden with animal patterns, which was really eye-catching. His Kirin arm couldn't help but automatically aim at the target.
Fortunately, within a minute, Hansen's facial expression changed from nervous, to uneasy, anxious, and finally, his brows relaxed.
Philip thought he had probably succeeded.
The next second, Hansen lip-synced to him: "I'll go down first?"
That’s great. He was happy to see his friend complete his mission. He was so happy that he couldn’t help but hug him with his arms.
As a result, just as he hugged her, before he started to use force, Hansen's face turned pale, his eyes rolled up, his body went limp, and he seemed to be foaming at the mouth and buried in the ground.
The referee called a stop. So far, no young nobleman had died tragically on the ring. After all, they were all the treasures of the family.
How wonderful it is to be a treasure. If you lose the competition, you lose. If you cannot become a prince consort, at most you may not be extremely wealthy, but you will still be alive. You can still marry other girls and reproduce without having to see your child die before you.
That's true. If there is no conspiracy, would the two wise ministers on the left and right do charity?