Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

The moment Zhenqing and the others stepped onto the ring, the entire arena reached its climax, with cheers getting louder and louder.

"Your Highness!!! I love you!!! Look at me, look at me!!!"

"Master Gu! Master! Stop fanning! Fan me!!!"

"Wei Xiaoyang! Look at mom! Cut my heart with a dagger!"

"Baby Lan Yun! Look at mommy! Stop being in a daze!!!"

"Qiuqiu baby! Hold your hand while holding His Highness's! Hold my hand too!!!"

One scream after another came out, scaring Zhenqing and the others.

"Oh, so popular?" Zhai Ling smiled as he sat on the podium. There had already been a live broadcast of the first exam, and the entire academy was most looking forward to the Zhenqing team taking the stage.

One of the professors said cheerfully: "This is our Prince's group, how can it not be popular?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

There was also laughter on the rostrum.

Zhenqing supported Qiu Bieyi and laughed like crazy, what was all this, "Stop fanning yourself, fan me hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Wei Yang held his stomach and laughed wildly.

Gu Yuan covered his face with a fan and his ears turned red.

Lan Yun was obedient and greeted them, but her blushing face made the entire Lan mother group scream even louder.

Mu Yao was also in the Lan mother group. She waved her handkerchief and saw Lan Yun looking at him. She flirted with him and saw the little guy blushing even more. She giggled and said, "My A-Yun is so pretty~"

Everyone in Fanming School: “............” Poor kid, she was actually targeted by their captain. It will be a lot of fun to watch when she studies in the future.

Qiu Bieyi shrank behind Zhenqing. Although the boy had no expression on his face, his shaking hands gave him away. Zhenqing raised his hand and touched the boy's face, "It's okay."

Qiu Bieyi smiled sweetly, "Brother."

Wei Yang stood aside. Although he laughed crazily at Gu Yuan, he was still speechless by Qiu Bieyi’s expression. Only His Highness would fall for your trick!!!

The team on the opposite side was from Haimin school, which was a pretty good school. Zhenqing had always liked it. Almost all the people in their school were mutant creatures from the sea. The captain of the opposite team was the son of his eighth uncle's wife Wen Qinghe's brother. The two had met and chatted a few times. The boy looked 80% like his eighth uncle, and Zhai Ling said that even their personalities were very similar.

The young man raised his hand and greeted Zhenqing, and then said, "Hello, Your Highness. Long time no see."

"Wen Chaochao." Zhen Qing nodded, but he still felt the need to remind Wen Chaoruo, so after the fight started, he picked Wen Chaoruo out to fight against him alone.

"Your Highness, I can't beat you." Wen Chaoruo dodged Zhenqing's punch with a bitter face.

"I have something to tell you." After the match, the sounds from inside the arena could not be heard outside the ring.

Wen Chaoruo paused. Since he was bringing this up for discussion, it must be important. He did not stop, nor did he show any politeness. He continued to fight back and forth: "You go ahead."

"The death of one person in the team won't affect you, right?" Zhen Qing said calmly. He roughly knew that the people in Wen Chaoruo's team were very dissatisfied with the Zerg. He came in through the back door, so it would be a good thing if he died.

The young man blinked his eyes and his mind worked quickly. After he came on the field, Qiu Bieyi stared at Tiris in their team with a vicious look. This guy had offended many people, but he never expected that he would offend Zhenqing.

For them, death doesn't matter. They are just weaklings and can't affect the strength of the team.

Wen Chaoruo nodded: "It doesn't matter if I die, but Your Highness, we still have to compete."

Zhenqing smiled and said calmly, "It won't affect your competition. This game will at most make him dizzy for a night. After the game is over and you enter the academy, he will probably disappear without a trace."

The mutant species are not kind-hearted people. This Tiris is a school bully who does all kinds of evil in school. Many people have wanted to kill him for a long time. Unfortunately, he has a rich father. They really can't provoke the nobles of the Zerg. Since it is His Highness who takes action, no one dares to say a word.

"Your Highness, are you planning to fight on the field?" Wen Chaoruo was very smart. He knew that Zhenqing had been giving in to him, and although the fight seemed fierce, his strength and power were neither too strong nor too weak, and he could easily block it.

Zhenqing smiled, increased his strength, pushed the man back half a step, raised his leg and kicked him: "Of course."

"Your Highness, can you please discuss this and not slap me in the face?" Wen Chaoruo dodged frantically, "After all, my face is somewhat similar to my uncle's. Are you really willing to do this?"

Zhen Qing laughed angrily. Even his eighth uncle had brought it up. "Okay, I won't slap him in the face."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhen Qing used his spatial ability to teleport behind him. His speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch him. He raised his foot and kicked the boy, who flew up into the air. He raised his hand, took out a whip, and hit the man.

Wen Chaoruo thought to himself, Your Highness, you have no moral principles. You didn't even tell me when we wanted a serious fight. At the same time, his water-based supernatural power burst out, and he used water escape!

Zhen Qing was speechless: "Wen Chaochao, have you forgotten that I have the attribute of thunder?"

That’s right! The boy’s face turned black, fuck! I forgot that water conducts electricity!!!

The boy was shocked by the electric shock, his face was distorted, "Fuck it!!!"

Zhenqing raised his hand and hit him on the butt with a whip, then threw him off the stage.

Too cruel, too cruel, spanking someone in public, is Your Highness so cruel? !

But Wen Chaoruo was no ordinary person, his face was as thick as a city wall: "Your Highness, you are too cruel!"

"Don't make that expression in front of my uncle." Zhenqing rolled his eyes. It was so damaging to his image that Zhenqing even wanted to whip him.

The silver-haired boy activated his spatial ability and raised his hand to throw the other person's healer away. At the same time, Gu Yuan and Wei Yang had already dealt with the other two people, leaving only Tiris on the stage.

Wen Sheng and others thought that it should be Lan Yun who took action to deal with the bug, but they didn't expect that the person who did it was Qiu Bieyi.

The first thing the young man did when he rushed out was to kick the opponent in the lower body. Tiris was scared to death. Although he dodged, the young man seized the opportunity and slapped him in the heart. Tiris was directly knocked out of the ring and fell to the ground.

There was silence.

Too strong, whether it was speed or strength, that palm strike directly knocked the man unconscious. Although it was not difficult, the boy in front of him was only eleven years old.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhen Qing and the others actually gave face to the opposing team. Gu Yuan or Wei Yang should have killed the other team in seconds, but they still gave them a chance to fight back. After the young prince dealt with Wen Chaoruo, he was quite gentle with the treatment and just threw the person off the stage without knocking him out or injuring him.

Except for Tiris, no one else in the entire Haiming school team was injured.

Wen Sheng and Ling Jie, who were watching the game on the field, looked at each other and asked, "Is Qiu Bieyi so strong?"

Mu Yao sneered: "That bug is too weak. How was he selected? Is Haimin School doing something behind the scenes?"

Zhenqing and others stood at the place where Tiris fell, standing on the ring and looking down. The insect was shocked by Qiu Bieyi and vomited a large mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground unconscious.

Gu Yuan looked disdainful, opened his fan and covered his face: "Rubbish."

Wei Yang made two “tsk tsk tsk” sounds.

Lan Yun tilted her head and said the two most disdainful words in her most obedient voice: "That's it?"

Zhenqing squatted down and took a look, "Did you use too much force?"

Qiu Bieyi lowered his head slightly and clenched his fist: "No force..."

Everyone: "........."

Wen Chaoruo: “.........”

It's too cruel, too brutal. It's very hurtful and insulting.

It is known that after the game is over, the sound inside the stadium will be turned on, and Zhenqing and his voices can be heard throughout the stadium.

The young man looked at the insect lying on the ground in front of him with reluctance. When the healer of their team went forward to treat it, he was still somewhat reluctant.

Zhenqing stood up and stretched, then took Qiu Bieyi's hand and said, "Go home and sleep!"

“Let’s go, let’s go.” Wei Yang pushed Lan Yun, while Gu Yuan walked slowly in front.

Wen Sheng saw Gu Yuan step down from the stage and walked over to them side by side.

The three teams parted at the college gate.

Temple.

Zhenqing and Qiu Bieyi were lying on the bed. The boy nestled in Qiu Bieyi's arms and played with Qiu Bieyi's hair. "If nothing unexpected happens, we will run into any of them tomorrow. Are you sure there's no problem?"

"No." Qiu Bieyi rested his forehead against Zhenqing's, "Don't worry, brother."

"Okay." Zhenqing rested his head on the boy's arm and closed his eyes.

Qiu Bieyi tidied the silver hair beside his ears and said, "Go to sleep, good night, brother."