This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 127 Governing the Crown Prince (4)

Mo Xing stood on the ring beating his chest and kept roaring.

The strong chest muscles and thick arms burst out with blue veins, which are extremely powerful at a glance.

The prince glanced at the past, his face turned green with fright, and his soul was about to be lost.

He was carried into the ring by Qian Chengyin again, but this time, the prince was so frightened that his legs went weak and he couldn't stand.

The prince squatted on the ground and said fiercely to Qian Chengyin who was standing beside him: "You are murder. If I die in the competition, the royal father will not spare you!"

Qian Chengyin bent down, looked into the eyes of the prince, patted the prince on the back and said slowly: "After this game, there are two more games left, enjoy slowly, the brave and resourceful Prince Dongling."

After saying that, he jumped off the high platform, leaving the sad prince to confront Mo Xing of the Sand Falcon tribe alone.

Before the gong rang, Mo Xing couldn't wait to run towards the prince.

The heavy stomping on the ground made the prince's heart almost jump out.

The prince stretched out his two hands one after the other, as if casting a spell, and said with a trembling voice: "You, don't come here, I tell you that I am very powerful, I have spiritual power, and I don't want to hurt you!"

Mo Xing naturally ignored the prince at all, stretched out his right hand and directly grabbed the prince's neck, holding the prince in the air like an eagle catching a chicken.

The prince was strangled, unable to speak due to coughing, constantly rolling his eyes, and even spit out white foam from his mouth.

The Sand Falcon princess coughed twice in the audience, signaling Mo Xing not to kill the prince.

Mo Xing then pressed the prince in the air to the ground. Although his movements were already very light, the prince who hit the ground still spat out a mouthful of blood.

The queen, who was standing in the audience watching, couldn't bear it any longer. She hurriedly ran to Emperor Dongling and knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, if this continues, Xiu'er will die. Don't let Qiancheng Yinhu come here again!"

Emperor Dongling was indifferent, just took a sip of tea, clicked his tongue and said, "Xiu'er has been spoiled by you since childhood, so it's okay to let him suffer a little."

"This is suffering, this is for Xiu'er's life, Xiu'er is the most orthodox bloodline of our Qiancheng clan, how can you treat him like this!"

Emperor Dongling said in a deep voice: "Take her out, don't disturb the competition here."

The soldier got the order and forcibly pulled the queen out of the field.

On the ring, Mo Xing looked at the prince and said angrily: "It's as crisp as a piece of paper, I'm really afraid that I will stab you to death with one finger!"

In his words, he lifted the prince up and fell to the ground. The prince couldn't stand the torment at all, he stretched out his hand and groaned: "I, I surrender, let me go down."

This was the first time that there was an active surrender today. Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, then the Sand Falcons laughed, and the Dongling side was scolded.

In the four games, Dongling won two and lost two, and the two sides were tied.

The next four matches were the same as the first four matches. The prince went up to lose two matches, and Dongling generals won two matches.

This is a pain for the prince, the fat body was directly beaten and swollen into a ball.

In the last game, the prince's face was beaten so that he couldn't see his original face at all, his purple eyes, the bridge of his nose were all lying down, and his mouth was beaten like a thick sausage.

Several soldiers went up and carried the prince off.

At this time, Princess Shahu suddenly jumped into the ring, glanced at Emperor Dongling and Qiancheng Yin and said, "We agreed to fight in eight rounds, but now it's a tie, since we have a match, we must decide the winner and loser. , then we have to add another one, I represent the Sand Falcon tribe, and you also send a woman from Dongling to compete with me."

(End of this chapter)