My family's alluring concubine

Chapter 123 Fatty's Competition

The fat man didn't speak, Huo Huo suddenly didn't know what to say, but Nalan Zhenyue took a deep look at the fat man, and then looked at the wound on her hand.

"It should be almost the game." Jiang Wei said after thinking about it.

"Well, let's go first then."

The fat man actually said such a sentence, and then left with Jiang Wei.

After the two left, Wen Qing looked at Nalan Zhenyue, "Zhenyue, he."

"At this time, he has to rely on himself."

Wen Qing understood immediately, but lowered her eyes.

In fact, he really wanted to be with her, to fight together like he said yesterday, but he was no longer qualified.

At this moment, Nalan Zhenyue touched Wen Qing's shoulder with her bandaged hand, Wen Qing met her eyes, she was smiling, the smile was soft, without the hardness, "Don't worry, You are destined, I believe the fate will not be so shallow."

Such a smile. Wen Qing was slightly taken aback, then nodded involuntarily.
After Nalan Zhenyue bandaged her injuries, she drank a few bottles of recovery potions before taking Wenqing and Huohuo to watch the next match.

She sat next to Guo Yu and Guo Zheng, and Guo Yu's eyes lit up when he saw her, "Sister, are you okay?"

Nalan Zhenyue nodded, "Have you finished the competition yet?"

Guo Zhengdao: "Not long after you left, it was our turn, and we all entered the next round."

"Yes, sister, let's go to Zifeng Academy together, I think it will be fun in the future!"

Nalan Zhenyue smiled lightly.

Guo Zheng scratched Guo Yu's nose, "It's not that easy, even if you get into the [-] places, it doesn't mean you can get into Zifeng Academy!"

"Brother is really disappointing." Guo Yu paused, and suddenly shouted: "It's the third prince's turn!"

Fatty appeared. Unfortunately, Fatty's opponent was also a fat man, who was about the same size as Fatty. As soon as the two fatty entered the stage, everyone was stunned, and then they felt a little funny.

Although it's funny, I dare not laugh, after all, it's the third prince, and the emperor is still sitting on top.

Both Nalan Zhenyue and Wen Qing looked at it seriously.

Fatty had the upper hand at first, because the potion he had developed was a bit special, which caught the opponent off guard several times, but the opponent was much more flexible than Fatty, regardless of the size and weight.

Fatty and the other party are obvious.

Nalan Zhenyue thought, Fatty must make up for this in the future.

It seems that the potion competition has shifted to the martial artist's cultivation base, but...
Fatty's cultivation is not high, only level seven, and the opponent is level eight and even stronger than Fatty.

When the battle was heating up, Fatty was already at a disadvantage, and the other party seemed to disregard Fatty a little.

From the other party's point of view, Fatty seemed to have lost.

Nalan Zhenyue didn't have any excessive expressions on her face.

At this moment, the fat man fell to the ground.

Did not get up immediately to continue fighting, it seems like
"Fatty, if you don't keep up, we'll get rid of you!" Huo Huo's words seemed to ring in Fatty's ears again.

"What happened to the third prince?"

"I guess I have to admit defeat!"

"It's not bad that the third prince can fight here, it's better than I expected!"

"Hehehe, yes, I also think that the third prince will lose in the first round!"

(End of this chapter)