My Sassy 'Crown Princess'

"Zheng Xuan is on stage." Yan Chen clenched his fists excitedly and said.

Mo Fei immediately opened his eyes wide, and vowed: "I will definitely take a good look, and try to see through this guy's weakness at a glance."

Yan Chen glanced at Mofei, and said irrefutably, "Come on."

Zheng Xuan's opponent had a very ugly face, and his legs were shaking when he walked on stage.

Mo Fei put on a tiger's face, and said disapprovingly: "Zheng Xuan is no match for this opponent! Before the fight, his legs were shaking non-stop. Could it be that he has old cold legs? Seeing how young he is, he can't reach You are old and cold-legged!"

Yan Chen was full of sympathy: "This guy is really pitiful. The opponent he met in the first round was Zheng Xuan. This guy must have stepped on shit."

Mo Fei nodded sympathetically, and said, "That's right, Zheng Xuan is a piece of shit."

Yan Chen: "..." That's not what he meant.

Zheng Xuan used a ball of fire.Send the opponent down.

Could it be that his face was dark, Zheng Xuan's opponent was too weak, he didn't see anything clearly, and the battle was over, "Who is this guy! He didn't even fight back, he is here for a mixed match."

Yan Chen shrugged helplessly, "If the third level meets the fifth level, it is unnecessary to fight back."

Mo Fei disapproved and said: "Whoever said it, dare to fight back."

Yan Chen was stunned for a moment, and Mo Ke said: "Yi Yi is not a mortal."

"Zheng Xuan, Zheng Xuan..." There were enthusiastic shouts from the audience, and Zheng Xuan walked off the stage calmly.

Mo Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Zheng Xuan's face! If you look at it more, you will feel that this person deserves a little more beating."

Yan Chen blinked and said, "Is there any? Actually, Zheng Xuan is very handsome!"

Mo Fei snorted softly, "Hmph, I hate people who are more handsome than me the most."

"The third prince has come to power." Yan Chen said excitedly.

As soon as the third prince took the stage, there was an unprecedented burst of applause from below, "Third prince, third prince..."

Yan Chen looked at the building and said enviously, "Could it be that the third prince is really handsome!"

Mo Fei disapproved and said: "A little boy."

Yan Chen nodded, and said: "Speaking of which, the third prince's skin has become particularly good recently, and I don't know what skin care products he used. Could it be that you can ask me."

Mo Fei smiled awkwardly and said, "I will."

Yan Chen opened his eyes wide, grabbed Mo Fei's hand and said earnestly, "You must remember!"

Mo Fei lowered his head, thinking to himself: If he really asked, Lou Yu would definitely beat him up.

Lou Yu's opponent was very weak, and he didn't go through a round in Lou Yu's hands.

"It's amazing!" Mo Fei muttered.

Yan Chen nodded and said, "Yes! Many people say that the third prince can win the championship."

"Hey, how come there are second-level star masters on stage?" Mo Fei looked at the contestants on stage, and asked a little weirdly.

Yan Chen blinked, and said: "There are many geniuses in the Royal Academy, and there are dozens of third-level star masters, but the third-level star masters of those academies in remote areas are treasures, and some academies don't even have a third-level star master."

Mo Fei nodded and said, "So that's the case!"

The preliminaries are played on ten platforms at the same time, and the competition can be completed in three days, and half of the people will be eliminated by then. Could it be that Su Rong was found by accident? Su Rong's luck is not bad, and the opponent is a third-level star master The two fought evenly, and after fighting for an hour, Su Rong traded all his injuries for victory.

Three seconds after the opponent fell, Su Rong fell too.

The students on the side used a stretcher to send Su Rong to the infirmary.

Yan Chen frowned, "Su Rong is so unlucky. Although he won this match, but with such a serious injury, he might not be able to participate in the next match."

Mo Fei shook his head, cursing secretly in his heart, Su Rong is an idiot, always getting hurt all over his body.

Yan Chen looked at Mo Fei, "Could it be, did you participate in the gambling game?"

"Gambling? What kind of gambling?" Mo Fei asked curiously.

Yan Chen blinked and said, "Many casinos start betting on the winner of the Top [-] Tournament, don't you know?"

Mo Fei gritted his teeth and said, "There is such a thing! If I had known, I should have won with all my wealth just now. It's a pity, a pity, a pity."

Yan Chen blinked, "Could it be, you really have confidence in Yiyi."

Mo Fei nodded, "Of course."

Yan Chen rubbed his chin, and said calmly: "Many people know about Yiyi's strength, so the odds are not high. I bet 1000 million on Yiyi, and I can earn [-] million if I play it all."

Could it be that he looked at Yan Chen adoringly, "More than 1000 million?"

Yan Chen nodded, "Yes! I'm just earning some pocket money. I thought Su Rong was good enough to make a fortune on him, but with his current state, I think he will definitely lose in the next game."

Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, "Maybe." Mo Fei squinted his eyes thoughtfully.

"Su Rong is injured so badly, the odds must be high now." Yan Chen muttered.

Mo Fei nodded, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "That makes sense."

Mo Yi looked at Mo Fei's message on the communicator, and stood up without saying a word.

"Student Mo Yi, where are you going! Don't you want to continue watching the game?" asked the student sitting next to Mo Yi.

"I won't read it." Mo Yi got up and walked towards the infirmary.

Mo Yi walked into the infirmary and picked up the unconscious Su Rong.

Su Rong originally thought that he would wake up in the infirmary, but he didn't expect to be in Mo Fei's star car.

Mo Fei sat on the side, trimming his fingernails slowly, with an unusually dignified expression.

Su Rong moved his hands and feet, and was surprised to find that his injuries were almost healed.

"Are you awake?" Mo Feiyou asked.

Su Rong nodded, with a cautious look on his face, "Yes! Could it be Your Highness?"

Mo Fei turned his head to look at Su Rong, smiled and said: "Just wake up, drink two bottles of my healing potion, if you don't wake up again, I'm afraid I can't help poking two holes in your body with a knife."

Su Rong wiped off his cold sweat involuntarily, and secretly thanked himself for waking up in time.

"Two bottles of healing potions?" Su Rong looked at Mo Fei suspiciously and asked.

Mo Fei nodded and said, "Yes."

Su Rong lowered his head, he thought he knew a little about Mo Fei, the third concubine didn't get up early, he was stingy, last time he promised to be a cow and a horse for Mo Fei, he exchanged a bottle of healing potion from Mo Fei, this time Hui Mofei actually took the initiative to use two bottles on him, there must be a conspiracy.

"Could it be Your Highness, do you have something important for me to do?" Su Rong asked cautiously.

Mo Fei smiled, changed the subject and said, "Rongrong, do you know what your odds are for the next match?"

Su Rong blinked, not understanding why the topic suddenly changed to that side.

"Ten for one?" Su Rong asked tentatively. He was seriously injured in this round. If it wasn't for Mo Fei's medicine, it is still unknown whether he can continue to compete in the next round.

"Before, it was [-] to [-], and it continued to rise, and now it has risen to..."

"One pays thirty, young master." Mo Yi added.

Could it be that he blinked his eyes, and said in distress: "So it's already a loss of [-]? Did I know that I should place the bet later?"

Su Rong said clearly: "Could it be Your Highness, have you bet on me?"

Mo Fei nodded and said seriously: "Yes! I bet on you."

"Could it be Your Highness, how much did you suppress!" Su Rong asked curiously.

Could it be that he raised two fingers towards Su Rong, and Su Rong asked in shock, "[-] million?"

Mo Fei shook his head, and said solemnly: "20 billion, my entire net worth."

Su Rong smiled awkwardly, and said, "Your Highness, you really have confidence in me." Two billion, two billion!Su Rong felt his heart throbbing.

Mo Fei sighed helplessly, and said: "I originally thought that although your strength is not too strong, it is not too weak either. As long as you don't encounter those ruthless people, I will heal your injury and you will win the next battle." It’s not a difficult field, what a pity!”

"What's the pity?" Su Rong asked.

"Unfortunately, you are not very lucky. There are so many contestants, but the most powerful one from Feixue Academy, the fourth-level star teacher Ming Feiya, was chosen." Mo Yi said coolly.

"You say you are an idiot, why is your luck so bad?" Mo Fei looked at Su Rong and asked bitterly.

Su Rong rubbed his nose, it's none of his business!He doesn't want to do that either! "It's a bit bad! Your Highness, my opponent is Ming Feiya, how dare you put 20 billion on me."

Mo Yi sighed helplessly, and said: "When placing the bet, the young master only saw that your odds were [-] to [-], but he didn't expect that your opponent would be Ming Feiya."

Su Rong: "..." You can't pay attention to this!

Mo Fei gave Mo Yi a hard look, then turned his head, looked at Su Rong with a smile like a flower, and said, "Rong Rong, don't listen to nonsense, I think you have unlimited potential, and you will definitely win that girl, so , I bet 20 billion on you."

Mo Fei smiled awkwardly, thinking: I believe you and I are idiots.

"Su Rong, you can beat Ming Feiya." Mo Fei blinked and asked Su Rong innocently.

Su Rong scratched his head, hesitantly said: "This, this..."

Could it be that he grabbed Su Rong by the collar, his face became gloomy.

Could it be that he looked at Su Rong fiercely and said, "I tell you Su Rong, if you dare to lose, if you dare to make me lose everything, if you dare to make me a pauper, I will make your life worse than death."

Cold sweat broke out on Su Rong's forehead, "Could it be Your Highness, I will do my best."

Su Rong thought to himself: Facing Ming Feiya, whether he tried his best or not, it's actually not that bad!

Mo Fei smiled and said, "If you win, I will receive 200 billion, 200 billion. If I receive so many star coins, I will reward you with 2000 million."

Su Rong: "..." Is 2000 million a little less!

Su Rong smiled awkwardly, "How can I ask for His Highness's star coins!"

Mo Fei said with a smile all over his face: "If you win, you deserve it. If you lose, then, hehe..."

Su Rong cried and said, "Your Highness, I am not Ming Feiya's opponent."

Could it be that Su Rong threw Su Rong aside, and said angrily: "You are useless, a girl who is scared like this, don't worry, with your current strength, you are indeed no match for Ming Feiya, but isn't there three days? In a few days, spend a little time to break through to the fourth-level star master, and then let Yiyi give you a special training, you should still have a chance to win."

Su Rong raised his head and said with some headaches, "Could it be that your Highness, emergency fourth-level star master is not so easy."

Mo Fei nodded, and said, "Don't worry, you will be able to advance to the fourth level with just one kick. With the potion to stimulate the potential of the body, you should be able to advance."

Su Rong said a little excitedly: "Could it be Your Highness, you mean that you want to help me advance."

Mo Fei nodded and said, "Yes."

Su Rong's face was full of joy, "Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness."

Mo Fei smiled coldly and said, "Don't thank me, if you lose, I will let you go down to one level."

Su Rong: "..."