The only pet cute concubine: the dragon king is domineering and hooking

Chapter 129 Humiliation, look down upon
Blue demons, all blue demons!
If it wasn't for Lan Yaoyao, the emperor wouldn't have treated him like this!
The emperor's uncle had never been so indifferent to him before, and the emperor's uncle would never embarrass him in front of others.

It's all because of Lan Yaoyao, and it's all because of Lan Yaoyao's surrounding the emperor's uncle, that the emperor's uncle treats him like this.

Blue Yaoyao, this damned Blue Yaoyao, he really wanted to pick her bones, constrict her tendons, and make her die miserably right away!
Ye Yunzhe hated Lan Yaoyao so much that he couldn't help it, when he looked into Lan Yaoyao's eyes, his hatred was surging...

Lan Yaoyao sensed Ye Yunzhe's gaze, she raised her eyes slightly, and looked at Ye Yunzhe's side, seeing Ye Yunzhe's look of wanting to kill herself, she gently picked it up. Eyebrow, smiled silently, then turned his eyes away as if he didn't see Ye Yunzhe's hatred, and stopped looking at him.

That fellow Ye Yunzhe should be the same as Lan Nishang today, expecting her to lose in his heart, expecting her to be beaten to the ground by Princess Hailan and everyone would laugh at her and despise her.

It's just that things can't go as he wished, the more he wants to see her lose, the more she wants to disappoint him, he is destined today... To see the scene where she wins, he is absolutely determined today , to return with regret!

Lan Yaoyao raised her eyebrows again, sat leisurely on the seat, and began to look forward to it, this martial arts tournament, to start earlier, to make some people's wishes come true sooner!
The formal start of the tournament will be fifteen minutes later.

A quarter of an hour later, the prince ordered Zhou Congyuan, Minister of Rites who was in charge of the martial arts tournament, to announce that the martial arts tournament had officially started.

Zhou Congyuan obeyed the prince's instructions, walked to the center of the martial arts competition stage, looked at the audience, and said, "The annual martial arts competition officially begins at this moment!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" The people below the stage immediately cheered loudly.

Zhou Congyuan raised his hand slightly, signaling for everyone to be quiet, then opened his mouth, and said: "This martial arts competition, as in the past, will select five top martial arts fighters, and then they will compete with the top martial arts fighters selected before. Let’s go to Mohist Academy together—an important admissions test held every four years. Those who can pass the admissions test and enter Mohist Academy will gain supreme glory. All martial arts lovers present are invited to come to the stage to compete and fight for You can go to the Mohist Academy's admissions examination and enter the Mohist Academy!"

As he said that, Zhou Congyuan ordered the two ceremonial officials who recorded the list of contestants to go to the back of the stage and prepare to record the names of each person who took the stage.

After the two officials from the Ministry of Rituals took the record books to the back of the stage, Zhou Congyuan looked back at the people below the stage and said, "Who wants to be the first to come up and compete first?"

"I, I, I!" As soon as Zhou Congyuan finished speaking, a man in blue clothes flew up to the stage immediately.

After the man in blue flew onto the stage, another man in brown flew onto the stage.

Zhou Congyuan glanced at the two people who flew onto the stage, smiled slightly, and said: "You two are the first to fly to the stage this time. I wish you two can compete well and play at a level that will impress everyone."

The selection of the five outstanding martial arts contestants in the martial arts competition is based on the performance level of the contestants on the stage. As long as the performance level is among the top five, then they will have the opportunity to participate in the Mohist Academy's admissions examination , into the Mohist Academy.

The two men nodded politely to Zhou Congyuan, and after reporting their names to the official who recorded their names, they each drew their swords and started fighting quickly.

The martial arts of the two men are not very high, they are only at the level of the third-tier warriors, and have not yet reached the strength of the fourth-tier warriors.

However, the man in Tsing Yi was slightly stronger than the man in brown. After the man in Tsing and the man in brown fought for a while, the man in Tsing swung his long sword and threw the man's sword to the ground.

Before the brown-clothed man could react, the blue-clothed man's sword was on his neck.

The man in brown lost, the man in brown punched the man in green, turned around, and walked down the stage.

And the official holding the record book at the back quickly recorded the level that the man in brown clothes had just displayed in the book.

Rong Hailan sat on the seat and watched the grand competition on the stage. She yawned boredly, and looked a little impatient. With such a level, she dared to compete on stage. It was ridiculous.

It's a waste of time for them to come to the stage to compete. The tournament should stipulate that those whose strength is too low are not allowed to compete on stage. Those who compete on stage should have certain strength!

Rong Hailan frowned, and raised her eyes to glance at those people under the competition stage.

She was afraid that someone with low martial arts would run onto the stage and waste her precious time, so her eyes flickered slightly, she picked up the sword that was placed aside, flew up and landed on the stage.

Prince Rong saw that Rong Hailan rushed out so early and acted impulsively, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and wanted to call Rong Hailan back, telling her not to be so anxious, it was too much If you are in a hurry, it seems that you have lost everyone's demeanor.

However, Rong Hailan had already arrived on the stage, and she had already drawn out the sword in her hand, so it was impossible for him to call her back.

Rong Hailan drew out her long sword, and the sword was shining with a cold light. She turned to the official who was taking notes behind her and said loudly: "Prince Rong's Mansion——Rong Hailan!"

Rong Hailan, these three words are heard in everyone's ears, and they are not unfamiliar to them.

Everyone knows that there is an arrogant princess in the capital, and this princess is Rong Hailan.

They have also heard about Rong Hailan's strength. They heard that she... has already reached the level of a fourth-tier warrior. It seems that next year, she will reach the level of a fifth-tier warrior.

This kind of strength, among the younger generation, is considered pretty good, almost... a genius in martial arts.

Besides, there is one most important thing, today she is going to compete with Miss Lan from the Duke of Lan's mansion, and the two of them have already become a gamble for everyone in the capital.

Most of them bet that she would win, and that Miss Lan...would lose.

So, now seeing the person they bet will win on the stage, they are secretly a little excited, and they can't wait, they want to see her compete with Miss Lan, want to see her beat Miss Lan... to the ground, Then let them... win the bet.

After Rong Hailan reported his name to the recording officer, he looked at the man in Tsing Yi with disdain and said, "Let's make a move."

Letting the man in Tsing Yi make the move first, it is obvious that he looks down on the man in Tsing Yi, is "giving way" to the man in Tsing Yi, and humiliating the man in Tsing Yi...

(End of this chapter)