After the Destiny Child was reborn

The drumsticks hit the sheepskin drum like dense raindrops, and the first competition was about to begin.

Liang Jingzhan was still sitting in the corner, beside the opponent he had just selected, he was thin and small, his muscles and bones were not fully developed, and he probably hadn't practiced very well.

Does this count as bullying the small?

Liang Jingzhan thought about it for a while, and at this time he also thought.

That doesn't count.

well.

Liang Jingzhan felt relieved, and lay back, lazily leaning against the wall, his eyes were blinded by the sunlight.

The long eyelashes trembled weakly, casting a small shadow under the eyes, and the skin shone brightly under the sun, white and pure.

Looking around, he was the only one who didn't have the sense of urgency like the others.

"Aren't you ready?"

Liang Jingzhan casually asked the young man next to him who was as leisurely as he was, while calmly pulling down the sleeves that showed his wrists slightly, covering the petal marks on his wrists.

This imprint is left after practicing the mental method, and it cannot be removed no matter how you remove it.

The young master smiled back at him: "With His Royal Highness King Rong here, everything will be safe, so what are you worried about?"

Liang Jingzhan patted him on the shoulder with a solemn expression: "Then you have to work hard for it, and you must never disappoint the king's expectations of you."

The competition has already begun.

Liang Jingzhan didn't bother to look at it.

The little boy next to him was watching with enthusiasm, and he dragged him to point to a place, "Look, look, he's definitely going to lose!"

Liang Jingzhan casually glanced at the place he was pointing at, followed his line of sight, and suddenly saw a familiar person.

Liang Jingzhan fixed his eyes and saw that the man was sitting on the high platform opposite, his eyes were hanging down on the martial platform below, he was cold and dignified, like an exiled fairy coming into the world, out of tune with the world.

The colleagues around him all sat far away from him, as if they were hiding from the plague.

There was a breeze blowing, and a few leaves fell from the tree, and after dancing in the air a few times, they floated onto Fu Yanning's shoulder.

Seeing that he didn't seem to notice, Liang Jingzhan unconsciously rolled his eyes and smiled slightly.

"His Royal Highness, what are you laughing at?" The people next to him turned around and saw his smile, a little puzzled.

"What do children know so much?" Liang Jingzhan replied casually, his eyes still fixed on Fu Yanning.

"what?"

This contest passed quickly.

After a few rounds, Liang Jingzhan heard the young master excitedly tell him that King Li would be on the field, so he shifted his gaze to the martial stage.

The place where Liang Jingzhan was sitting was a little far away. There were people under the Wutai, and there were always a few tall people blocking his view. He pulled the young man to stand up, "Let's go, let's take a closer look."

After arriving at the Fifth Brother, the cheers were obviously louder.

"As long as there is Prince Li, this match must be something to watch." Everyone in the audience discussed.

"That's right." Someone muttered in a low voice, "As long as Li Wang plays, eight out of ten times he can win the final."

But in this round, no one discussed whether it was Li Wang or the sixth brother who won.

Of course Liang Jingzhan knew the inside story.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that when Li Wang Liangtian meets powerful ministers or brothers, he always loses a little bit of strength under the sword intentionally or unintentionally, and he is always the one who loses in the end.

Eight times out of ten out of ten times in the court pass, His Royal Highness Li won, and the two failures were all because of this.

Therefore, in fact, most people can guess what the result of the final competition is without looking at it, but if you want to do a show, you have to do enough tricks.

Liang Jingzhan chose a suitable position to stand still, looking at the two people on the martial stage.

Liang Jingzhan didn't bother to watch how they fought.

His purpose is very simple, as long as the sixth brother knows how much he has.

The competition has begun.

Liang Jingzhan saw such a scene:

Liang Tian poured water everywhere on the stage, and the people below cheered like they were blind.

"The Sixth Highness is going to win!"

Several people around shouted to each other.

Liang Jingzhan's head was no longer muddy, he was waiting for this moment.

With a flick of the wrist and force on the arm, a small object flew through the air.

The speed was so fast that no one in the audience saw it.

The thrown melon seeds hit Liang Tian, ​​and the strength of the sword increased, and the sixth brother was forced to the edge of the martial arts platform.

Just a little.

Liang Jingzhan raised his wrist again, but this time before he could make a move, a gust of wind came from the opposite side, with wind and sand billowing towards him.

Liang Jingzhan raised his sleeves, and everyone also raised their sleeves to cover their eyes like him.

When the wind died down, Liang Jingzhan heard a few people say:

"Prince Li...Prince Li actually won?"

Liang Jingzhan lowered his arms, only to see the sixth brother lying down under the martial arts platform with many wounds on his body.

Looking extremely embarrassed.

The people below were stunned before accepting the ending, and clapped their hands in congratulations.

Liang Jingzhan smiled and achieved his goal.

"What's going on? The wind is really weird, and someone hit me with something just now." Liang Tian ran down the Wutai to help the sixth brother up, "Sixth brother, are you alright?"

The sixth brother didn't care what he said, clutching his wound and complaining about the pain, his face had already turned a liver color, his teeth itching with hatred, he was supported by Liang Tian and hurriedly left the stage.

After watching them leave, Liang Jingzhan looked at the opposite high platform and took a look at everyone.

The gust of wind came really suddenly, and he couldn't imagine who made the move.

On the opposite side, Fu Yanning was still taking a nap with her head down and her forehead on her forehead. The small jade cup filled with wine was poured on the table, and the wine dripped down the edge of the table and fell to the ground.

Liang Jingzhan deliberately saw that the things on other people's tables were neatly placed. Could it be just a coincidence?

If Fu Yanning really did it, what was it for?

"His Royal Highness, it's our time!" the young master reminded.

"Okay." Liang Jingzhan walked up to the Wutai and brushed his hair.

After bowing hands and saluting, the young master drew his sword, but Liang Jingzhan was empty-handed.

"Why didn't King Rong take a weapon this time?"

"What do you know, His Royal Highness Rong Wang has self-knowledge, you said that you can't fight, what's the use of using a weapon?" someone shouted loudly.

Another sneered: "That's right, if you can't fight and lose, it can be said that it's because you didn't hold a weapon!"

"Hey, I don't want to see the end of this game, we already know the ending."

"..."

Many people turned their heads and left, and dozens of people remained in the audience.

The person who walked away didn't understand why his companion was still here, so he asked, "Why don't you leave?"

The companion laughed: "I just want to see how he loses, this is also a kind of fun!"

Liang Jingzhan stood on the stage, ignoring their words.

"Let's do it." He stood upright, bent his eyes and smiled.

The young master drew his sword and slashed at him without hesitation. The light of the sword flashed, making Liang Jingzhan think of the sword that Liang Tian stabbed at him before he died.

Liang Jingzhan stood still, waiting for the young master to come over.

"Are you out of your mind?" Seeing this, someone laughed at him from below.

One of them laughed out loud, with a rough voice: "Hahahahahahahaha! Oh, I didn't resist this time, and it seems that I understand that I have no strength."

After a few moves on the court, Liang Jingzhan was still standing on the martial stage, and he still looked calm and calm.

There has been a commotion below.

"En? Have you seen King Rong's move?" A person rubbed his eyes and moved his face forward, as if he was standing too far away and wanted to put his head on the martial stage from behind.

The other shook his head: "It's too fast to see."

"Why is King Rong's move this time different from the past?"

"It seems that the martial arts have improved a lot."

Someone was surprised and pointed to the young master on the stage: "Ah... how did that young master get so many wounds?"

"I didn't see it either!"

Someone questioned: "His hands are empty. With his martial arts, even if he takes a sword, he may not necessarily hurt others. How is this possible?"

Then, there were bursts of exclamations below.

"Young master actually lost!"

"You can lose like this!"

The little boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at him with resentment and disbelief.

Liang Jingzhan had an innocent expression: "Why don't you use all your strength?"

The little boy gritted his teeth in hatred.

There was already a lot of clamor in the audience.

They raised their arms and shouted: "King Rong is cheating and cheating!"

"King Rong wants to kill someone!"

"This game doesn't count!"

"This game doesn't count!"

A group of people below were arguing for another match, and the voices were louder and louder. Several people played the saint together and asked the saint to rule.

Liang Jingzhan saw his father on the high platform turned his head to look at the broken incense burning under the platform, and waved his hand casually, "It's getting late, and I'm afraid it will delay the next competition, today's one should be over quickly , come as quickly as possible."

After Tianhedi finished speaking, he turned back and continued to lie on the soft chair, with his eyes closed, enjoying the cool breeze from the lupine comfortably.

After hearing that there was no need to compare any more, Liang Jingzhan got off the martial stage, put aside the discussions behind him, and walked away gracefully like a normal person.

"Don't worry, King Rong just won this match by luck. Have you ever seen him win to the end? It's like a rooster laying eggs. It's nothing!" Someone below said with a smile, pointing at Liang Jingzhan's back.

"Hahahaha! There are two more games tomorrow, just wait and see the joke!"

Different from the annoyance and frustration below the Wutai, the concubines on the high platform were overjoyed after seeing Liang Jingzhan's victory, "His Royal Highness Rong Wang won this game, and there are two more games to hold on to!"

"His Royal Highness's martial arts has improved by leaps and bounds in one fell swoop, it's amazing!"

Several people smacked their lips eagerly after watching the competition, talking while walking: "Since His Royal Highness Li won the first match, then the final winner this time must be His Royal Highness Li!"

"Not bad!"

Liang Tian said behind him: "Everyone's words are inappropriate. This time, the sixth brother is just showing mercy to my face. If it's a fluke, I should be the one who wins."

He happened to hear these words when he and the sixth younger brother passed by here, Liang Tian stopped, and after seeing the sixth younger brother's face, he explained to them with a smile.

The people who were discussing just now were speechless for a moment, and only after Liang Tian left did they sigh with each other, "His Royal Highness Li Wang is really humble."

"His Royal Highness Li Wang is indeed as everyone said, he is really a modest gentleman."

"Yes! With such a romantic person in Qianning, the peace of the country and the safety of the people are just around the corner. His Royal Highness Li Wang will definitely do something in the future."

The author has something to say: Correct the typo

Liang Jingzhan: In front of Fu Shizhong, of course you can't lose face!