Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

"Your Majesty, I'm not messing around." Yu Qing replied with a smile.

In fact, Yu Qinghuan was indeed not fooling around. Generally, there are two possibilities for Wei Shu to participate in the martial arts competition. One is that he has accepted the court's recruitment, and the other is that he is ready to quit the martial arts and enter the court. No matter which one it is. I believe that Wei Shu came with a purpose.

Emperor Jiayou was suspicious and could not easily trust Wei Shu, and Wei Shu's appearance in Pingcheng could not be kept secret. Therefore, Emperor Jiayou would definitely test the relationship between Wei Shu and Prince Qi's palace.

Changsun Tao's appearance on the field is not as useful as Yu Qinghuan's, because a person's martial arts skills can be adjusted freely after reaching a certain level, and the depth cannot be seen, so Emperor Jiayou may not believe in Changsun Tao's tricks.

On the contrary, her three-legged cat kung fu is easier to see at a glance.

Changsun Tao knew what she was thinking and what kind of determination she had in competing with Wei Shu.

And Changsun Tao also knew that Wei Shu would not refuse, because Emperor Jiayou wanted an obedient and ruthless man, not a gentleman.

Emperor Jiayou nodded: "Then Princess, go ahead!"

Changsun Tao knew that Yu Qinghuan had to do it, so he didn't say anything. However, Yu Qinghuan had beaten a few dudes in the past two days and offended these adults severely, so no one said anything to stop him.

Yu Qinghuan asked the chamberlain for a whip and went on stage with the whip in hand.

Today, she was not wearing palace clothes. She was wearing fire-like clothes, which burned the entire school grounds. Her black hair was pulled back like a flag by the wind, her brows were bright, and her heroic appearance attracted everyone's attention.

The Secretary of the Ministry of War, remembering that Yu Qinghuan had avenged his precious baby bump, said to Changsun Tao in a strange manner: "Why does Princess Qi act so high-profile? It turns out she is a martial artist."

Changsun Tao smiled faintly: "My lord, are you remembering the princess's revenge on your son? When did your lord start to become so small-minded?"

The Minister of War's expression was a bit distorted: "Prince Qi, it's not that the minister is petty, it's the princess who bullies others with her power. She is a woman, and she doesn't stay well in the house. She beats up other people's children as soon as she strikes, even if she is a princess. Noble, there is no reason in the world that you can hit people at will."

Changsun Tao raised his lips, and his smile gradually widened: "Knowing who the princess has married, my lord is still talking so much, I finally understand the reason why the princess has spared all the noble sons in the city and insists on beating the son. I can't blame him. The princess is so arrogant that she can only blame some people for not being upright. Do you think what I am saying makes sense?"

The Minister of War looked stiff and closed his mouth.

I have seen calf-protecting people before, but I have never seen such a calf-protecting person.

"Hero! I give in!" The people on the stage couldn't hear this conversation. Yu Qinghuan cupped his hands and clasped his fists. The moment he said the words, the whip was stretched out like a dragon.

The moment the long whip with thunderous momentum hit Wei Shu's face, Wei Shu did not dodge or dodge. He grasped the whip as easily as picking up chopsticks.

Then, the long whip shattered like this, breaking into countless pieces.

Wei Shu showed no mercy, and Yu Qinghuan could tell by looking at the blood on his right hand - the skin and flesh had been torn, and blood was gurgling out.

Wei Shu's eyes seemed to be burned by this scene. He moved his hands but did not reach out. Yu Qinghuan did not give him this chance. He pulled out a dagger from the side and kicked it on the guardrail. His whole body was in a panic. It shot out like a burning flame, hitting Wei Shu's chest.

Wei Shu did not dodge or dodge. The moment Yu Qinghuan was about to stab him, he stretched out his hand and gently twisted Yu Qinghuan's wrist. Yu Qinghuan spun in a circle in mid-air. The moment he fell to the ground, the dagger was thrown out.

A touch of sadness passed through him, and Wei Shu closed his eyes sadly.

Then, Wei Shu struck down with a palm. In that palm, he poured [-]% of his internal energy into it, and slapped Yu Qinghuan's vest mercilessly.

Everyone who knows martial arts knows that Yu Qinghuan's small body will never be able to withstand the power of this palm. Not only will his muscles and veins be severed, but even his bones will not be spared. Even if the skin and flesh are still intact, the bones inside have been shattered into slag. , completely experience the feeling of being torn into pieces.

Changsun Tao couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly and stared hard at the competition platform.

Just when everyone thought Yu Qinghuan would die, her body flew up at an incredible speed, so fast that only a blurry shadow could be seen.

And Wei Shu's palm hit the upper body, and the competition platform built with several layers of solid wooden boards was immediately shattered into pieces and collapsed.

By the time everyone reacted, Yu Qinghuan was already standing on the top of the flagpole with one foot, with black hair flying, clothes rolled up, eyes sharp, and indescribable sassiness.

"Princess Chuanping..." Several elders murmured to themselves.

Yu Qian immediately shouted: "Sir, please be careful in your words and deeds, that is the true granddaughter!"

The elders closed their mouths, Yu Qian glanced at Emperor Jiayou without any trace, and finally smiled while stroking his beard, looking kind and proud of Yu Qinghuan.

Changsun Tao's brown eyes also reflected the fiery red figure, and there were ripples in his eyes like the ups and downs of spring tide.

If Yu Qinghuan could see her graceful appearance at this time, she would definitely understand why the not-so-beautiful Princess Chuanping could win over so many young talents and heroes in the world.

Yu Qinghuan didn't have time to take into account the gazes of everyone present. He looked at the messy competition platform. He wanted the answer to the test, and he already had a calculation in his mind - either Wei Shu really wanted to gain Emperor Jiayou's trust, so he went all out. Express yourself, either.Emperor Jiayou had previously given him an order that after the competition, no matter who competed with him again, he would be shot to death.

No matter which one it is, Yu Qinghuan has no need to fight with Wei Shu, because Wei Shu has proved himself with that palm just now, and he is glad that his Qinggong is excellent, otherwise he would not be able to avoid it.

When Wei Shu took action again, Yu Qinghuan quickly flew away, and then rushed directly to the auditorium, hugging Chang Sun Tao's legs tightly, and howled: "Your Majesty, it's so scary! I almost couldn't see you. Tomorrow the sun will not see the prince anymore, wuwu... this reckless man is so scary!"

Everyone's mouths were almost open enough to hit the ground - a little girl is a little girl, and she really can't be more handsome than the blink of an eye.

Changsun Tao stood up, helped Yu Qinghuan up, hugged him tightly, turned to Emperor Jiayou and said, "Brother, this candidate is so cruel and ruthless. He clearly promised that he was just competing for fun, but in the end he actually wanted the princess's life." , if the imperial brother does not discipline him well, outsiders will think that the imperial brother has already planned to kill the princess and use this candidate as a weapon!"

In the end, he is the emperor or he is the emperor. Although he is his biological brother, there is a difference in superiority and inferiority after all. How could he yell in front of him so ignorantly and not give himself any face to this ninety-five-year-old man!