"Anyone can be this prince consort, but Mu Lifeng cannot." The prime minister turned around gloomyly and smiled unfathomable, "Wu Shuang, you must do your best to stop Prince Mu from the first level, and don't let him be shortlisted."

Leng Wushuang suddenly realized that the Prime Minister had already realized that Li Fenghui was the most powerful competitor at this ceremony. With the fear of the Prince Mu's Mansion, he would spare no effort to break up the marriage between the Prince Saki and the mother and daughter of the Prince.

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"According to the entrusted by His Highness the Princess, Leng is here to make friends with you through martial arts." Leng Wushuang stood on the ring with his hands behind his back, and the sun shone on his Leng's handsome face, making him look even more heroic and heroic. "Today is a good day, and it is not suitable to see blood. We just simply fight with fists and feet, without touching swords, stopping when clicked to avoid unnecessary damage."

Although he said that, the noble men were still unsure. They were all arrogant and expensive, so how could they compare with a warrior like him who was on the battlefield? They really didn't dare to gamble. How much mercy can his so-called mercy left behind?

Youmeng secretly glanced at everyone and responded, and the red lips hidden under the curtain smiled, "So General Leng, I'll leave it to you here, so I'll go to cool it up first?"

Wushuang consciously gave way to her. When Youmeng passed by him, she deliberately lowered her voice: "The happiness of this princess is in the hands of the general. You have to examine it carefully and don't let the water go."

Wushuang said calmly, "The princess believes that I am."

Youmeng stopped talking and walked down the arena and headed to the viewing table.

The royal nobles on the viewing platform saw her coming, and their eyes were filled with curiosity.

She smiled softly and blessed her: "Father, and all the royal relatives, please watch it. This competition will be very exciting."

"How did you think of asking General Leng to come?" Sakio had been waiting for her for a long time and asked her with a dark face, "I think the general is busy with affairs under the Prime Minister. Is it appropriate for you to bother others like this?"

Youmeng looked at her mother innocently, "The son-in-law is also thinking that General Leng is very skilled in martial arts and is most suitable for setting up levels for the martial arts competition, so she invited the person with shamelessness." As she said that, she glanced at the Prime Minister obediently, "The Prime Minister shouldn't mind, right?"

Gui Song smiled generously: "Where is, my subordinates are unparalleled in being favored by the little princess."

Mind? How could he mind? I'm afraid he can't get it.

She unexpectedly reached a consensus with the Prime Minister on eliminating Mu Lifeng.

In fact, the Prime Minister was sneering in his heart, just waiting to see the little girl dig her own grave.

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"The so-called point is stopped." Leng Wushuang took a few steps calmly towards the children of the aristocratic family in the audience. "If I can still stand proudly on the ring after ten moves, I will pass the test."

"What? Ten moves?!" Someone in the audience was in a panic. "With his skills, I may not be able to withstand one move..."

"Hey, Brother Li, why do you have to gain the ambition of others and destroy your own might before the competition?" Someone next to you immediately teased, "What's the point of getting a beauty back after she wants to get a little bit of skin injury?"

"Brother Zhao said yes, for the sake of the little princess, I have to try my best!"

"Then you guys go, I support you mentally."

"Which young man is willing to come up and fight with Leng first?"

Young masters, look at me, look at you, wink at each other, pushing and rushing, and twisting, but no one appeared.

Li Feng doesn't like to steal the limelight, and Ruan Jingrong is like him, so both of them tacitly chose to stay below first and wait and see the situation.

Just as they hesitated and watched, a loud voice came from the crowd: "I'll do it."

In an awkward commotion, a man with a tall figure walked out of the scattered crowd and stepped onto the ring a few steps. Leng Wushuang looked at him, then clenched his fists and saluted: "General Fu."

Fu Jun's military rank is third rank higher than Leng Wushuang, and Fu Jun nodded and said, "General Leng doesn't have to be too polite. You and I have a rare opportunity to have a chance to compete."
Chapter completed!