There were many people here, and from time to time someone would glance at the little fat boy.
If His Majesty were not here, I'm afraid they would all be staring at this divine prince.
The little fat boy was used to being stared at and still didn't notice it.
She just flitted around His Majesty and the Queen Mother like a bee collecting flowers.
Soon, a burst of intense drumbeats was heard.
As the drumbeats reached a climax, several warriors came over from both sides of the martial arts stage.
As they moved, there seemed to be a sound of breaking air.
It's obvious at first glance that he's skilled in martial arts. People like him are like national treasures in a small country.
They were brought to Dazhao today for a martial arts competition and demonstration, which to a certain extent illustrates the submission of these countries to Dazhao.
The little fat boy could only smell the smell of gunpowder in the air. He took Emperor Mingxi's hand and asked, "Father, what does this mean?"
Emperor Mingxi glanced at him and said, "I won't tell you."
But after being hugged for a while, the little fool struggled to get down.
Now I come to ask him again to please him.
He is an emperor, huh.
The little fat boy was not stubborn. If the emperor didn't tell him, he would ask others.
But without the emperor's permission, who would dare to tell him?
The Queen Mother dared to do so, but she didn't know what her son was going to do.
He could only shake his head at the little fat boy.
Several warriors first bowed to Emperor Mingxi and others, and everyone's eyes were focused on them.
The warriors were tall and strong, and even though it was still cold in spring, they had taken off their shirts.
The totem on the chest seemed to be alive, and the red totem was like a raging fire, as if a blazing flame was burning on the body.
Somehow, the little fat boy could sense their radical emotions.
Every gesture and movement carries with it an upward momentum.
It seemed that they all had the determination to win.
"Wow!"
The punches hit the flesh and the pressure was intense, which made the little fat boy jealous.
When will he be able to master such martial arts?
However, the little fat boy vaguely felt that their martial arts skills were not as good as those of their brothers.
But my brothers all live in trees and on roofs.
If you are not on the ground, you cannot fight with others.
Although the little fat boy was not as sensitive to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches as the little prince, he glanced at the stage and then at them.
The shining look in his eyes made Tian Gan feel a little nervous.
If this person becomes interested, he will talk about it regardless of the occasion.
Your Majesty can't get away with it, let alone them?
Fortunately, the little fat boy didn't say anything nonsense, which made them feel relieved.
The winner was quickly decided on the field. The warrior from Luzon took the lead. He saluted a few people, put on his clothes and stood back in his original position.
Emperor Mingxi patted the little fat boy on the head and said, "Give this to him."
He handed over a jade token, which was warm to the touch and very valuable.
The little fat boy didn't understand why, but he did as he was told.
He was small and couldn't reach others even on tiptoe, but the warrior looked at him carefully and then knelt on the ground.
After he knelt like this, the little fat boy simply squatted down.
People with ability should be respected by others.
The little fat boy handed the jade token to the other party, and then saw the defeated warrior who looked a little lonely.
With an idea in mind, he rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a small jade token.
Everyone watched his actions without saying a word.
Only the defeated warrior was stunned for a moment, then tears filled his eyes.
Dazhao is the Celestial Empire, and the prince will be the future emperor, so his position is extremely important.
There is no doubt that this person can reorganize the forces of the world with just one word.
This is why they came here and competed.
The defeated warrior also knelt on the ground, with his head down, waiting for the arrival of the little fat boy.
The little fat boy took a few steps closer and smelled a burning smell.
Very familiar.
He stared at his sleeves, confusion evident in his eyes.
He stood still, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.
The fluctuation of emotions awakened the little fat boy from his deep thoughts. He shook his head and continued to move forward.
But the burnt smell at the tip of his nose became stronger and stronger, and the little fat boy turned around and left without hesitation.
With his father so close at hand, no one dared to question him.
But just as he turned around, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the sky darkened, and a burst of fire shot up into the sky.
It burned to his back almost instantly, and the scorching temperature was enough to almost roast a person alive.
This is absolutely not something a human can do.
In the eyes of others, the defeated warrior kneeling on the ground was suddenly struck by heavenly fire, and his entire body turned into a ball of fire.
Falling straight towards the little prince.
The speed was so fast that no one could react.
But someone was faster than this. He came behind the little fat boy in the blink of an eye and kicked him away.
Emperor Mingxi's expression was extremely calm, as if he was not the one who had just sacrificed himself to protect his son.
He put his hand on the little fat boy's shoulder and said, "Let's go."
The sudden change left everyone confused. They didn't understand why a good competition was ruined.
How did it turn out that the heavenly fire hit the warrior, and the warrior turned into a fireball, almost burning the prince to death?
And Your Majesty, how did Your Majesty come to the prince's side?
No one knew the emperor's heart suddenly sank. At the moment of contact, he sensed a hint of the will of destruction from the flames.
Considering his child's background of addiction and miserable past life, he knew that this was a blatant test.
Emperor Mingxi had no clue what was going on, and he didn't know when he started to behave like a non-human.
The mortal body could no longer bear his power, so the emperor had to seek help from the immortals.
He wanted to ask the two Ding Dings, but they seemed to have disappeared at some point.
Emperor Mingxi smelled something unusual from this.
But as an emperor on earth, how could he shake these god-like powers?
Longing for immortality and power, he embarked on the path of seeking immortality.
Emperor Mingxi felt a tugging sensation on his sleeve and lowered his head. He saw the little fat boy staring at him eagerly with his round eyes.
“…”
"Yu'er was able to foresee the future and withdraw in time, which is something that ordinary people cannot do." There was a trace of helplessness between the emperor's brows.
Good children, good beauties, good food, good clothes, good flattery.
The little fat boy's face immediately showed satisfaction, his eyes sparkled, and he took out a sweet potato from his arms: "This one is also burnt, my father has it, and that person has it too."
Emperor Mingxi took the sweet potato without saying a word.
He gazed at his child, who was initially believed to be the reincarnation of a god.
He is sometimes naughty, sometimes lively, and sometimes mature.
There was only joy in Sheng Manxingzi's eyes, and she didn't seem to be scared at all.
She would look at him curiously from time to time, wanting to see how he kicked the person away.
Emperor Mingxi really didn't know what to do with this child.
He could only change the subject abruptly: "I asked you to watch the competition, did you see anything?"
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