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Did You Take the Wrong Medicine? Zhao Gao Doubts Life

On the Drill Ground.

When no one was paying attention, Zhao Gao took out a pill from his embroidered robe.

He was already on the verge of death, but after this pill entered his mouth, his wounds actually began to heal, and his physical strength also began to rise.

"Hehehe."

"Young Master is so strong. I thought you were just a Confucian scholar.”

"I was too careless before, but now I have to get serious.”

Zhao Gao was trying his best to hide the fact that he had swallowed the pill.

What was infuriating was that other than Fu Su, no one else noticed Zhao Gao's little trick.

Because even they thought that Zhao Gao was just going easy on them.

After all, Fu Su was a Confucian scholar. How could he easily block Zhao Gao's attack and even counter so many punches?

Not only was Zhao Gao slowly recovering from his wounds and stamina, but his strength was also increasing.

Veins were popping out of his face and his eyes were bloodshot. It was as if he had activated a berserk state.

Fu Su thought,"

"Zhao Gao, that b * stard. Do you think I don't know even if others don't?”

"You actually swallowed a pill just now and still said that you're starting to get serious.”

"It's as if he was deliberately giving in to me just now. I'll let you see how I convince people with reason later.”

Fu Su looked at Zhao Gao like he was a fool.

Then, he pointed at Zhao Gao, both as a signal for Zhao Gao to attack and as a form of mockery.

" Hehehe, be careful, Young Master."

Zhao Gao smiled sinisterly.

In the next moment, Zhao Gao strode forward.

"What a fast speed!"

Everyone exclaimed.

The battle between the two continued on the Drill Ground.

Zhao Gao strode forward and kicked Fu Su's waist.

Fu Su stood still and did not suffer any injuries.

Zhao Gao had the experience of being beaten up last time. Every time he attacked, he would quickly retract his fist.

Zhao Gao shouted again.

Then, countless fists rained down on Fu Su.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Gao proudly launched his attack.

He wanted to regain his face for being beaten up just now. Consuming medicinal pills and cheating was simply a common trick for him.

"This is a pill that I secretly exchanged with an alchemist. Ordinary people will explode and die if they can't take it.”

"I spent a lot of effort to get these pills just to come in handy at this time.”

Although Zhao Gao's strength had increased by several times, his fists were like children fighting to Fu Su.

"Lord Zhao, you can't fight like this.”

Fu Su clenched his right fist and threw it at Zhao Gao.

This punch seemed to carry the power of thunder.

Zhao Gao couldn't dodge in time and saw stars again.

"Boom!"

The crowd in the corner of the Drill Ground was amazed.

"Good beating."

Zhao Gao's attack on Fu Su had no effect at all, but Fu Su's punch had sent Zhao Gao flying into the wall.

Zhao Gao saw stars. When he opened his eyes again, he had already hit the wall and sunk in.

"That's impossible. I've already taken the alchemist's pill.”

"Did…did I take the wrong medicine?”

Zhao Gao was flustered and exasperated. He had already begun to doubt his life.

"Lord Zhao, if there was a knife on the wall just now, you would already be dead.”

Fu Su had no sympathy for such despicable people.

As a communicator of the new Confucian orthodoxy, he knew that only gentlemen could be reasonable, while villains had to be convinced by reason.

"Can you do it, Lord Zhao?”

"Lord Zhao, can you be more serious?”

Fu Su continued to mock.

Zhao Gao felt insulted and struggled out of the wall in a sorry state.

"Don't be too complacent."

He gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Lord Zhao, how about this? Today, I'll focus on convincing people with reason, okay?”

Fu Su's words stunned everyone.

The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, frowned. He had never been interested in Confucianism and thought,"

"At a time like this, you still want to convince people with reason.”

"Are Confucian scholars still Confucian scholars? Can such Confucianism really educate my son, Fusu?”

"How exactly does he want to convince people with reason?”

Everyone was puzzled and even felt that Fu Su was a little pedantic.

"Use reason to convince people?"

"Young Master, what do you mean?"

Fu Su stretched out his arms, and the muscles on his arms bulged and expanded. Then, his clothes burst.

Without a doubt, Fu Su's devilish figure displayed explosive power.

"What…what are you doing?"

Zhao Gao was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. He had just dug himself out of the wall.

Zhao Gao, who had just regained consciousness, felt a trace of fear again.

Even with the support of the Blood Pill in his body, he had still taken a heavy punch from Fu Su just now. Now, he saw Fu Su's terrifying strength.

It would be a lie to say that she was not afraid!

"Nothing, just be reasonable!"

"Come, come, Lord Zhao, let's talk sense…"

Fu Su said as he approached Zhao Gao.

Everyone was puzzled. Why was this scholarly young master suddenly revealing his clothes?

The next moment, Fu Su's right hand landed a heavy punch on Zhao Gao's right eye.

Zhao Gao rolled on the ground, his face already swollen.

"What, this…is this the reasoning of your scholarly faction?”

Meng Tian and Wang Jian, who were at the corner of the Drill Ground, could not help but exclaim.

Although they were born into militarists and had gone through life and death on the battlefield, they were already used to the flashes of swords.

However, Fu Su's behavior was completely different from the scholarly faction in their minds.

Normally, the Confucians seemed weak and fragile. Although they would reason with others, they had never used their fists to reason with others.

"You…you're using your fists to reason with me.”

Zhao Gao covered his eyes and retreated on the ground in a sorry state.

Qin Wang clapped loudly upstairs, feeling very happy.

"The so-called convincing people with reason is to reason with a villain and if he doesn't agree, then use your fists to beat him until he agrees.”

"I've already understood. It's better to put it into practice with my own eyes than to say a thousand or ten thousand.”

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