Chapter 95

As soon as he finished speaking, he took off his coat in threes and fives, leaving only a white coat, and motioned to the little eunuch at the side to help him put the twigs on.

The little eunuch immediately followed Eunuch Yuan's instruction.

The barbs on the thorns instantly left a blood-red streak on the man's back, but he didn't even say a word, and walked around the square step by step.

"General Hua, don't forget that you have to bark like a dog." Eunuch Yuan seemed to be afraid that the other party would forget, so he hurriedly reminded him.

Veins popped up on the rough man's forehead, and the fire in his heart also rose slowly, but he still suppressed it.

"Wang." He forced a sound through the gap between his teeth, he will never forget the humiliation of today.

After a while, he finally insisted on finishing the punishment, and then the man returned to his seat with a dark face.

The melon eaters watched the monkey show contentedly, and no one dared to provoke this general who was on the verge of breaking out. It would be bad if they were retaliated afterwards.

Next came the next competition. Facing Nan Mingfeng, who was standing quietly on the competition stage with his hands behind his back, no one in the seat dared to take the stage.

Nan Mingfeng didn't care about this, and said in a leisurely tone: "None of you dare to go on stage, so, then the prince will not be polite, and will choose his opponent by himself."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback, can it still be like this?

Doesn't the rule say that one can choose whether to take office or not based on one's own will?

Seemingly seeing everyone's doubts, Nan Mingfeng rarely helped to explain: "The rules don't mean that the winning side can't choose their own opponent to challenge..."

Uh... this-

It seems that it is not bad, but that's not what it said, right?
However, Nan Mingfeng had already ignored everyone's stupefaction, and scanned the surroundings with his own eyes, and really started to search seriously.

When he scanned the position where the blue-shirted girl was sitting, he paused. Seeing this, for some reason, the blue-shirted girl had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, at the next moment, Nan Mingfeng said casually: "It's just you."

The blue-shirted girl pointed at herself in bewilderment, as if she couldn't believe why the other party would choose her?
"That's right, it's you, hurry up and come on stage." Nan Mingfeng didn't intend to give her any chance to think about it, seeing her standing still, he immediately urged her.

But the girl didn't want to lose face on stage, it must be the result of losing, and she was not stupid to bump into it.

Just as he was about to find an excuse to decline, Nan Mingfeng had expected her to be like this, and cut off the conversation before she opened her mouth.

"Aren't you afraid? Then this prince will let you do three tricks. If this prince doesn't fight back, if you can knock this prince off the competition stage, you will be considered a winner."

Hearing this, the girl opened her mouth and didn't say anything, but she still didn't move in her position.

"Why? Still not good? Why don't the prince make two more moves?"

Nan Mingfeng tilted his head and said indifferently, but the woman was a little bit hard to get off.

Let her have a reason to hide the first time, but if she finds a reason for the second time, it will appear that she doesn't know what to do.

The girl was already at a loss, but the people who eat melons wanted to make up for it.

"Miss Lan, since the tenth prince gave way several steps, why don't you go up and give it a try?"

"That is to say, I believe that Miss Lan is not the kind of person who is afraid of losing."

"That's right, but it doesn't matter if Miss Lan is really afraid of losing, I think the tenth prince can understand..."

Blue shirt girl: A group of stinky melons who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement!
But with such a big hat on, if she avoids it again, she won't have to mess around in the circle of noble girls from now on.

Those noble ladies who don't deal with her on weekdays don't know how to read the jokes.

Taking a deep breath, the girl finally got up slowly, and walked towards the competition stage with small steps.

(End of this chapter)

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