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Volume 3 Chapter 265, Prince

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    "Your Highness, this is the Luo Mansion. The martial arts competition should have started soon." A eunuch wearing a three-clawed dragon robe said respectfully next to a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

    This young man is the prince of Ming Dynasty.  Hearing that a martial arts conference was being held in Luo Mansion, he brought his bodyguards to take a look.  The guards in the palace are all highly skilled in martial arts, and the prince has been learning martial arts since he was a child.

    He first took a look at the martial arts skills of the knights in the martial arts world and who was superior to him. He even had the idea of ??defeating all the knights in the martial arts world and making himself the leader of the martial arts alliance.

    "Eunuch Wen, lead the way." The prince, wearing an ordinary silk robe, pointed at Luofu with his fan.  He motioned to the old eunuch to lead the way.

    "Yes, Your Highness," Eunuch Wen said with a smile.  He took the prince into Luo Mansion.  The surrounding guards also followed closely, drawing their swords at any time to protect the prince.

    As soon as the prince arrived, some servants ran to Luo Cheng and told him.  Luo Cheng did not dare to slack off and immediately stood up to greet the prince, although Luo Cheng was no longer an official of the court.

    However, when the prince arrived, he still had to get up to greet him.  After all, the prince will be the ruler of the country in the future.  If you don't give him face at this time, it will be very difficult to settle accounts with the Queen later.

    "When I got up today, there was a good omen coming from the east. I thought there was some happy event. It turned out that His Royal Highness was arriving. Some of us were far away to welcome you, and some were far away to welcome you." Luo Cheng said with a smile.

    "Taifu Luo, you don't have to go far. I'm here today. I just want to see what the martial arts competition is like. Don't refuse, Taifu Luo." Luo Cheng once served as a teacher for His Highness the Crown Prince, although it was only for a few short years.  God, but under the deep guidance of being a teacher and a father forever.  The prince still needs to be polite.

    "It turns out that His Highness the Crown Prince wants to see the martial arts competition. The martial arts competition is going on now. Your Highness the Crown Prince is coming with me." Luo Cheng took the Crown Prince to the attic.  Here you can see the knights and knights competing in the martial arts arena.

    "Your Highness, it is now the preliminary round. After the preliminary round is over, we will enter the final. The winner will be the leader of the martial arts alliance." The prince is here.  Luo Cheng naturally wanted to stand by and accompany him.

    "Oh, look at their appearance, are their martial arts mediocre?" the prince said, fanning himself.  However, in his opinion, the martial arts moves of those competing in the ring were not gorgeous.  Compared with the guards in the palace, the fighting was really ugly.

    "Your Highness, the martial arts used by these people are the best in their sects. Although they look ordinary, they are powerful." Luo Cheng couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his head.

    The guards in the palace, in order to win the favor of their master, naturally use gorgeous tricks.  But these gorgeous moves can only be used for performances. In a real fight, using these gorgeous moves will only lead to death.

    "It's so powerful? Why do I feel so bad? Guard Deng, go up and try it." The prince said to the guard beside him.

    "Your Highness, I sprained my waist yesterday and cannot use force." It's a joke. The people in the ring are performing real kung fu. They are all top-notch masters in the world.  A young guard like him, whose martial arts skills could not even match that of a second-rate master, would not dare to go up and get beaten.

    "Hey, it's disappointing. Eunuch Wen, I heard that you have practiced kung fu very well, why not go up and show your skills." The prince suddenly remembered that Eunuch Wen next to him also knew martial arts, and he seemed to be very good at it.

    "Your Highness, the servant has to serve the prince by his side. How can he go up to compete in martial arts? Moreover, the martial arts skills of the humble positions are mediocre, not even as good as the ordinary guards in the palace. They can only strengthen their bodies." Eunuch Wen said while bending down.

    ¡°Hmph, if your martial arts skills are mediocre, then no one in this world will know how to do martial arts.  Luo Cheng said in his heart.  He had personally tried Eunuch Wen's martial arts.  At that time, Eunuch Wen was already terrifyingly powerful.  Luo Cheng was subdued by Eunuch Wen before he could block a single move.

    "Hey, what a pity. It's so hard to come to a martial arts competition, but it turns out to be so disappointing. In this case, I will go on stage in person and go back and forth with these heroes for a while." After the prince finished speaking, he immediately stood up and prepared to jump downstairs to the ring.  Go to a martial arts contest.

    When the guard on the side saw the prince acting like this, he immediately grabbed him.  During normal martial arts competitions, the guards would give in to the prince and not dare to hurt him at all.

    "But how could those Jianghu people care about it? If they hurt the prince, they like me would be waiting to lose their heads!"

    "The prince must not do it. The prince has a body of ten thousand gold, how can he compete with these warriors." Eunuch Wen warned from the side.

    "I just want to meet these heroes for a while! Isn't this okay?" The young prince is in the stubborn age group.

    "Your Highness, those people are all martial artists, how can they compete with the prince? If the prince wants to compete, when he returns to the palace, the old slave will ask a dozen or eight guards to compete with the prince."??The father-in-law said.

    "Guards? Haha, they are all a group of defeated generals. What's the point of beating them." The prince said loudly.

    "Everyone has a headache. How can the guards dare to defeat you? You are the prince. If you are unhappy, you will lose your head."  Although everyone thinks so in their hearts, they won't say it out loud.

    "Your Highness, after the martial arts conference, I will invite some old friends to compete with the prince. Prince, do you think it will be okay?" Luo Cheng had no choice but to say this.

    The prince thought for a moment.  Although we can't compete today, there will still be time in the future. If Master Luo says so, he will definitely do it.

    "Well, Master Luo must remember it."

    "Definitely, definitely." Luo Cheng secretly wiped his sweat.

    "It turns out he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty, a silly boy." Wang Xiang said with a smile.

    The first round of competition ended at noon.  After the lunch break, the second round will be held, and the winner of the first round will compete in the finals in the afternoon.

    The interval between competitions was very short. In the morning, the contestants almost exhausted their internal energy. They didn¡¯t even have time to eat at noon, so they meditated to restore their internal energy.

    ??The servants of Luofu delivered food and water to the martial arts people present.  After lunch, the afternoon game will also begin.

    Because everyone spent a lot of energy in the morning, the contestants in the ring played more cautiously.  Because tonight is the real final of the martial arts leader.

    It is necessary to save the consumption of physical and internal energy in the noon competition, so as to have a greater chance of seizing the throne of the martial arts leader at night.  "Master Zuo, what's wrong? Are you out of strength?"

    "Hmph." Zuo Mingtian snorted coldly. Indeed, in the morning he faced off against the head of the Lu Yao faction. The opponent was about the same strength as him, so he naturally consumed too much energy.

    Although it recovered a bit at noon, it was far from what it was at its peak.  Now facing an opponent who was originally weaker than him, but now he has no confidence that he can defeat him.

    ¡°Be careful, Master Zuo.¡±¡­

    The sun sets from the west, and the competition ends at noon. After a few breaks, the two lucky winners will participate in the finals of the martial arts leader at ten o'clock in the evening.

    And the token of the martial arts leader has been taken out from the hands of the previous martial arts leader.  It was hung on a pillar more than ten meters high beside the ring.

    Under the pillar stood four guards armed with sharp knives.  Each of these guards are powerful and well-known swordsmen in the world.  When the four of them join forces, even top-notch experts have to think carefully.

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