Lord Zhao, Don't Retreat, Be Reasoned
Thinking of this, Fu Su couldn't help but feel slightly touched.
After all, in the memories of his main body, he could not stand the scheming in the palace in the past, so he walked out of Xianyang City in an attempt to escape from reality.
Later on, when he awakened the system, it was as if he had reincarnated into another soul.
Not only did he return to Xianyang City, but he also worked hard to train his body.
The purpose of this competition was to prove that he could lead troops to war.
"Thank you, Young Master. We've really opened our eyes today.”
"We have finally seen what it means to convince people with reason.”
The generals clicked their tongues in wonder, while the king of Qin laughed out loud.
After all, they didn't know how traumatized Zhao Gao was.
They felt that although Fu Su had the upper hand, Zhao Gao should not be seriously injured.
Ding!
The system rewarded him with an advanced lottery chance.
Host, please check.
A clear notification suddenly sounded in Fu Su's mind.
Then, his body emitted a faint light, and the muscles on his back were shocking.
Fu Su thought,"
"Hahaha, you're worth teaching."
"According to the rules of this system, if my orthodoxy is comprehended by someone else, I can obtain a reward.”
"Perhaps one day, I will be able to stand at the top of the world!”
In less than an hour on the Drill Ground.
From the beginning until now, Zhao Gao had only managed to injure Fu Su's fingernail, while he was already covered in wounds.
Zhao Gao thought,"
"How could this be? I've already used the method of cheating and taking drugs.”
"Is this Fu Su really a Confucian scholar?”
At this moment, his sinister smile and smug expression had disappeared.
However, Fu Su was still approaching.
Fu Su clenched his fist and pointed at Zhao Gao with his other hand."
"Lord Zhao, don't retreat!"
"We're still in a competition. Why can't I use my fists to reason?”
"It's the same reasoning, I'm just using a different method.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Su punched him.
The punch landed on Zhao Gao's left eye, giving him a symmetrical shape.
Zhao Gao's eyes were black, and his left and right eyes were swollen.
The dignified Commander of the Central Carriage Prefecture, Zhao Gao, had never been in such a sorry state before.
However, all of this was his own fault.
He had used his identity as the Zhongche Prefecture Magistrate to abuse his power for personal gain, and he had even hidden his ambition to frame the Eldest Young Master, Fu Su.
"You…Don't come over!"
Zhao Gao screamed in fear with two dark circles under his eyes.
On the Drill Ground.
Meng Tian and Wang Jian watched with trepidation, shaking their heads in disbelief.
"Is…is this really a Confucian scholar?”
"If Young Master were to be so reasonable to us one day, would we be able to hold on?”
"So the so-called Confucian orthodoxy is really like this?”
On the drill ground, Zhao Gao shouted as he retreated,"
"You…Don't come over!"
Fu Su's body was like a tiger's, and his muscles and bones were strong.
He clenched his fists tightly, and the crisp sound of bones colliding could be heard.
With such a strong physique, not to mention Zhao Gao, even Meng Tian and Wang Jian, who were even more skilled in martial arts, were not confident that they could defeat him.
"What's wrong, Lord Zhao? Stand up.”
"Let's be reasonable! Don't be afraid."
"You're so weak. Did you not eat?”
Zhao Gao was flustered and exasperated. With a bruised face, he cursed as he spoke,
"Bah! You call this being reasonable? Is there anyone who is so reasonable?”
"This…this is how you convince people with reason?”
"This is too much. Don't…don't come over.”
Zhao Gao looked like a stray dog.
All of his despicable and dirty schemes were useless in front of the powerful Fu Su!
The commander of the Zhongche Prefecture, Zhao Gao, Lord Zhao?
Fu Su's three punches shattered!
Colluding with outsiders to trade for Blood Pills, cheating in the competition of consuming Blood Pills, attempting to recover physical strength and increase energy?
Fu Su gave Zhao Gao a symmetrical look on his left and right eyes, and Zhao Gao could not hurt Fu Su at all.
Fu Su was almost amused by Zhao Gao's sorry state."
"Hahaha, Lord Zhao, where is your arrogance from the beginning?”
"You said that I went overboard. If it wasn't for the fact that Qin Wang and the others were too far away, do you think I'm blind for eating that little meatball just now?”
"But Lord Zhao, did you take the wrong medicine or fake medicine? Why is your fist still as soft as before?”
Just as Fu Su was laughing, Zhao Gao did not give up. He picked up a handful of sand and threw it at Fu Suyang.
Zhao Gao revealed a sinister smile again.
"Hehe, I was too careless!"
"You've fallen into a trap."
"So what if you know that I took the blood pill? I've already taken it and there's no evidence.”
Sand and dust were thrown at Fu Su's face.
It turned out that Zhao Gao was trying to use sand to block Fu Su's vision.
Suddenly, Zhao Gao stood up with both hands on the ground.
The final medicinal effect of the Blood Pill gave him strength, but it also made his face flush red. Coincidentally, his face had just been bruised by Fu Su.
At this moment, if anyone saw Zhao Gao's appearance, especially old acquaintances like King Ying Zheng, Meng Tian, and Wang Jian, they would definitely burst out laughing.
Zhao Gao seized the opportunity. Just when he thought that the sand was blocking Fu Su's vision, he swung his fist fiercely with lightning speed.
If it was an ordinary person, they might not be able to beat or scheme against Zhao Gao.
However, he was facing Fu Su, who had the elementary ghost back strength!
In the next moment, the sand that Zhao Gao threw over was automatically bounced away.
It turned out that the aura in Fu Su's body was naturally dispersed like the wind and could play a natural defensive role.
Not to mention the sand and rubble that Zhao Gao, this bastard, had raised.
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