Farmer's Three "Punches"
Before he had transmigrated to this world, Fu Su knew that he could not let Zhao Gao succeed in his plot.
Once Fu Su's position was shaken, Zhao Gao would support the puppet force to take over.
At that time, even if they unified the six countries, would Great Qin still be that powerful Great Qin?
With Zhao Gao in power, Great Qin would eventually decay and fall, and the world would rise up in revolt.
Moreover, there were other powerful forces in this world that posed a potential threat.
"Hmph, my appearance and temperament have already changed.”
"This little dog looks down on me. Does he think I'm easy to bully?”
"If I use my true strength and reveal my muscles and the strength of a horse.”
"Let alone one Zhao Gao, even if there were ten of them, I wouldn't be afraid.”
Xianyang Drill Ground, noon.
Fu Su clenched his fists tightly, and a crisp sound came from his bones.
At the corner of the Drill Ground.
Meng Tian stood there solemnly, her expression solemn.
Two soldiers were beating drums to build momentum.
"The time has come."
"I am in charge of this assessment."
"This match will be between Zhao Gao and Fu Su.”
With Meng Tian's order, the entire place fell silent.
The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, watched with great interest.
"Although I'm not interested in the scholarly faction, my son seems to have become different from the rest.”
"However, Zhao Gao has followed me for many years, so I know his martial arts.”
"Let's wait and see. At least I'm very gratified. My son has really grown a lot.”
Fu Su's heart was calm.
Of course, he wanted to win. He really wanted to.
This was not only because Fu Su had been framed by Zhao Gao and the others, but also because he was working hard to become Great Qin's successor.
However, Zhao Gao was quite skilled in martial arts and was cunning. He really wanted to kill him with a punch.
Unfortunately, the invasion of Korea was imminent, and it was the time to use people. Zhao Gao was still a commander of the Zhongche Prefecture.
"Then let him live."
"As long as I want to, I can go find him and beat him up at any time.”
"Humph."
He stood tall like a mountain and looked down at Zhao Gao.
"Young Master, Zhao Gao greets you."
Zhao Gao pretended to bow to Fu Su.
"However, fists and feet have no eyes. Don't blame me for being rude when we fight.”
After Zhao Gao finished speaking, he chuckled, which looked very annoying.
"That's right, Lord Zhao. Fists and kicks have no eyes. I'm very afraid now.”
"I'm afraid that I'll cripple you with one punch.”
Fu Su clenched his fists, but he did not fully reveal his muscles.
Zhao Gao took a deep breath and began to accumulate his strength.
He rushed to Fu Su and clenched his fist, punching at Fu Su's chest.
Fu Su sneered and released his power.
His muscles began to expand, and his chest muscles, which were bigger than Zhao Gao's fist, instantly blocked Zhao Gao's attack.
"What's going on? His muscles are so strong. Is he still a Confucian scholar?”
"Haven't they always been weak? How could this be?"
The moment they exchanged blows, Zhao Gao's mind was actually in a mess.
"This is impossible."
Zhao Gao once again gathered his strength and threw another punch at Fu Su.
This punch was actually held firmly by Fu Su.
Zhao Gao was shocked.
Fu Su's palm grabbed Zhao Gao's fist like he was grabbing a child.
Zhao Gao couldn't move for a moment.
"What's wrong? Lord Zhao, is this all you have?”
Fu Su said disdainfully.
Zhao Gao was flustered and exasperated, but he couldn't pull out his fist.
He could only wave his other hand at Fu Su.
Fu Su dodged, and Zhao Gao's attack missed.
However, at this moment, Fu Su's fist suddenly expanded and punched toward Zhao Gao.
"Puff!"
The first punch caused Zhao Gao to spurt out a red mist of blood, and then he was sent flying for more than ten steps.
Such monstrous strength stunned everyone in the corner of the Drill Ground.
The King of Qin, Meng Tian, Wang Jian, and the others found it unbelievable. In their eyes, although Fu Su had an extraordinary aura, he was still a Confucian scholar.
How could a Confucian scholar be so capable?
However, what Fu Su said next made their jaws drop.
"I want to convince people with reason!"
The second punch was thrown at Zhao Gao again.
Zhao Gao saw stars after this punch, and even his breathing began to quicken.
"Lord Zhao, are you convinced or not?”
Zhao Gao's face was swollen and bruised, but he still had the last bit of stubbornness.
"I…I can't accept this…"
The corners of Fu Su's mouth curled up into a faint smile.
"Good! Are you not convinced?"
"You said it yourself!"
In the corner of the building, everyone was surprised because they didn't know…
Fu Su's way of convincing people with reason was to beat them into submission in a physical sense if they refused to accept his reasoning.
This was convincing people with reason.
After the third punch, the veins on Fu Su's arm bulged.
He shot forward and grabbed Zhao Gao, who was lying on the ground.
Fu Su lifted Zhao Gao up with one hand and then gave him another powerful punch.
Zhao Gao was unable to defend himself and was sent flying again.
"Lord Zhao, are you made of sandbags?”
"The feeling of fighting is really good.”
"Get up quickly. Stop pretending to be dead."
At this moment, the weak Zhao Gao was on the verge of death. He took out something when no one was paying attention…
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