Rebirth of the Phoenix

the strongest man

When Yu Meng appeared on the field, everyone gasped: This prince of La Ci Kingdom is simply a giant beast!

He walked towards the arena, and everyone looked up at him while automatically giving way.

He was wearing a shirtless short coat, and the muscles on his dark arms were bulging and tangled, as if they were made of iron.

Just his arms are as thick as an average man's calves.

Even his bald head looks like a black iron ball. I heard that if you hit a wooden stick with a thick arm, all the sticks will be broken.

No wonder he is known as "the most powerful person in the world". It seems that his reputation is not in vain.

After seeing Princess Hongdai walking behind him, everyone looked at each other and understood why the princess was so repulsive to this marriage, because when these two people walked together, they really looked like beauty and the beast.

After Yunmeng walked to the center of the field, someone screamed from the other end: "Master Luo is here -"

The crowd made way for them, and Ye Jiu came as if riding on the wind, without a trace of smoke.

After seeing Yu Meng, everyone suddenly saw him. They were all so shocked that they couldn't look away or speak, even though he was covered with a veil.

Although he couldn't see his face, his radiant eyes were enough to dazzle all living beings.

Ye Jiu turned a blind eye to everyone's attention, walked straight to Yumeng, and clasped his fists: "My surname is Luo. This time I am entrusted by the princess to compete with Prince Yumeng."

He is tall, but compared with Yu Meng, he is still obviously shorter.

Yumeng looked down at him and snorted: "A competition? Today's game is a duel. You are responsible for life and death. If you don't die, you have to admit defeat now."

Ye Jiu said calmly: "When entrusted by others, I should do my best. Prince Yumeng does not need to worry about my life or death."

No matter how tall and powerful Yu Meng is, no one will focus on him at this moment.

Even Hongdai only attracted the attention of some men.

Most of the eyes were fixed on Ye Jiu.

Yumeng was very dissatisfied with everyone's "judging a book by its appearance" and turned to look at Hongdai: "Princess, only the strongest man is a real man. I will prove to you that it is useless for a man to be good-looking.

"

Hongdai smiled sweetly, ran to Ye Jiu, and said to him: "Prince Meng, I completely agree with what you said, but the strongest and most handsome man is the man among men, and this Mr. Luo will definitely do it.

Let me prove it to you."

Yun Meng had a stern look on his face, clasped his fingers together, and made a crackling sound with his knuckles, which attracted everyone's attention.

He couldn't help but want to squeeze Ye Jiu's head and said angrily: "If you are a man, you don't want your mother-in-law or mother. If you want to be beaten, hit her quickly. After the beating, I will take the princess home."

Ye Jiu said lightly: "I think so too."

Hongdai giggled and stepped aside: "Then, I will be the referee, and you two are ready-"

The duel is about to begin.

The scene fell silent, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the two completely different men on the battlefield.

This time the match was about a physical fight. Yumeng believed that only a physical fight could best demonstrate a man’s power and strength. However, Ye Jiu only said that it would be better than anything else, so the game was decided to be a physical fight.

war.

"Wha—" Yun grabbed the top and pulled twice, and the top was torn open, revealing a dark, muscular, and tangled upper body.

Everyone gasped again, what an iron-clad body!

Look at Mr. Luo again. He is a bit thin, light and elegant, and looks like he could be blown away by the wind at any time. Does he really have the strength to withstand the fierce force?

Ye Jiu was very calm, just looking at Yumeng quietly, with an unknown expression on his face.

Hongdai looked at this and that: "Are you ready?"

Yumeng said: "I'm going to do it!"

Ye Jiu nodded.

Hongdai put her fingers into her lips, whistled, and said loudly: "The duel begins——"

The crowd's hearts were filled with darkness, rising to their throats. They were almost worried about Mr. Luo.

This kind of worry is all subconscious. Half of it is out of yearning and love for beauties, and the other half is out of sympathy and support for the weak.

Yes, everyone subconsciously thinks that "Master Luo" is weaker.

In fact, in the betting on this "duel" that started as early as late last night, the vast majority of people were betting that "Master Luo" would lose.

These gamblers include not only spectators who are present, but also spectators who are not present.

In a certain study room in the palace, Little Turtle clasped his hands and rested his chin, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, circling back and forth, raising his head from time to time and looking sadly at the man sitting at the desk reading.

He has been walking like this for half an hour, and he is almost crying. Why doesn't the young master care about him?

"Alas -" He sighed for the hundred and one time, his voice drawn out for fear that the young master wouldn't hear him.

Finally, the third young master shook his folding fan and said, "I don't like others to make noises when I'm reading. Do you want to deduct your wages knowingly?"

"Young Master——" Xiao Gui resented, "I'm worried about Princess Hongdai! I'm so worried! How can you not care about Princess Hongdai so much?"

He really wanted to watch the duel between Mr. Luo and Yu Meng——

But his young master doesn’t want to go, and he won’t be allowed to go either...

He couldn't witness the story of a duel for the princess that had been rare in several years...

Moreover, he was also involved in this "duel" and all his family property was on the line. How could he not care?

555555, how good or bad his young master is, he deliberately doesn’t look at it!

The third young master said leisurely: "It's not Hongdai who was fighting. Why am I worried about what she will do?"

Little Turtle said: "The result of the duel is related to the princess's lifelong happiness. It has a great relationship with her. How can you not ask?"

The third young master raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "Don't you believe the princess's vision in selecting people?"

Little Turtle curled his lips: "I believe it! But, can my belief determine the outcome?"

The third young master asked back: "Then you care about this duel and go to watch the duel, can you affect the outcome?"

Little Turtle: "..."

After a long while, he stamped his feet bitterly: "Anyway, you just don't want to go!"

"Yes," the third young master said lazily, "it's just a duel between a warrior and a prodigal son. What's so interesting? I'm not a commoner who has seen the world."

Little Turtle: "..."

The stinky young man is trying his best to say that he has never seen the world!

Is there no one in the world who can control the young master?

I really want to see the young master deflated...

While he was secretly scolding his master, the Third Young Master raised his head, looked out the window, and said thoughtfully: "The duel should be over by now."

The little turtle wrinkled his nose: "How is it possible? It just started, not even an hour ago."

The Fourth Master once had a fight with Prince Meng, which lasted for most of a day. Those two were fighting for the princess's happiness. How could it end so quickly?

The third young master smiled: "Do you want to bet with me?"

The little turtle bit his lip, rolled his eyes around, thought for a while, and then shook his head: "I won't bet."

The third young master's lips curled up: "Why, you don't have confidence in yourself?"

Little Turtle was very cheeky: "No, I'm afraid that if I win the master, I will be disrespectful to the master."

The third young master looked a little sad: "Why, in your eyes, am I, the master, someone who can't afford to lose?"

Little Turtle was determined not to be deceived by his expression: "It's because I love my master so much that I can't bear to see him lose. It has nothing to do with his character."

In fact, he simply did not dare to "play" with his master.

Regardless of himself or others, with such a sure chance of victory, he just felt that his master would never lose.

The third young master covered his lips with a fan and chuckled: "Did you bet with the fourth master last night?"

The little turtle's eyes widened. Even the young master knew about this?

The Third Young Master admired his lively and changeable expression, waving his folding fan and said, "Let me guess, Fourth Master bet that Prince Meng will win, and you bet that Young Master Luo will win, and bet all your property on it, right?"

The little turtle had no round eyes, so he rounded his mouth and stared at him. Why did he even know such a thing?

The Third Young Master smiled like a prophet: "Do you want me to tell you who won?"

Little Turtle wanted to say "yes", but he felt that doing so would make him lose face, so he said with a straight face: "No."

The third young master laughed again: "If you lose, the one thousand eight hundred taels of silver you have worked so hard to save will be wasted."

The little turtle was immediately shocked. How could he, he, he, he, even know this?

After a while, he jumped up and pointed at his master: "Master, are you peeking into my treasure chest?"

"Treasure box?" The third young master thought for a moment, "Are you talking about the box you buried in the pot of azaleas?"

"Master——" Little Turtle collapsed again, jumping and shouting, "You really peeked! You really were spying on me! You disrespected me and trusted me so much! I was hurt——"

While he was accusing his heartless master with tears in his eyes, there were rapid footsteps outside.

Immediately afterwards, the door was kicked open, and a dark shadow rushed in, leaving the room smelling of sweat and fire.

"Third brother, something happened!" Yue Fenggao came. He was sweating profusely. He grabbed the teapot on the table and poured it into his mouth, shouting vaguely.

The third young master looked at him: "Why, was Prince Meng beaten to death?"

Yue Fenggao shook his head: "Not dead."

The third young master said: "As long as he is not dead, it will be fine. Why are you anxious?"

But Little Turtle grabbed Yue Fenggao anxiously: "Who won? Did Prince Yumeng win?"

Yue Fenggao put down the teapot and wiped his face: "No, Yumeng lost."

Little Turtle looked stunned for a moment, then cheered: "Yeah - Mr. Luo won! Fourth Master, if you lose, remember to double your bet!"

What a piece of shit luck!

He made a bet with the fourth master. The fourth master had money, but he had no money. He had to use all his belongings, that is, the 1,800 taels of silver, to make a bet with the fourth master.

Originally, he wanted to bet that Prince Xunmeng would win, but the fourth master also believed that Prince Xunmeng would win, so they had no choice but to draw lots. As a result, the one he drew was Mr. Luo, and he is worried about this until now.

If he loses, how many small moves will he make in the future to earn back the one thousand eight hundred taels from the young master?

As a result, he won, and overnight, he could get 3,600 silver from the Fourth Master. The Fourth Master was rich, so he should be given more if he lost.

Yue Fenggao didn't have time to tell him this at the moment, so he said to the third young master: "Although the man Hongdai picked won, and Xunmeng was willing to admit defeat, my father sent someone over to say that this duel was invalid!"