Three Big Butt Wins the Competition
Fu Su sneered."
"Hmph, the great Lord Zhao actually used such a cheap trick like sprinkling sand and throwing clods in order to win?”
The sand and dust did not stop after being bounced away. What was even funnier was that it happened to bounce onto Zhao Gao's face.
Not only did Zhao Gao's face get covered in dirt, his original attack vision was suddenly blurred by the sand that flew into his eyes.
"Ah, what happened? No…"
As Zhao Gao screamed, Fu Su had already started to attack."
"A treacherous person like you deserves to suffer the consequences of your actions.”
"Pa."
"Pa."
"Pa."
Fu Su waved his hand and gave Zhao Gao three large pockets.
That's right, a total of three!
Three slaps landed on Zhao Gao's face. Zhao Gao's hair stood on end as he felt a sense of danger.
He had colluded with outsiders for his own selfish desires and framed Fu Su for his own ambitions.
But he was never a brave warrior…
Although he wasn't afraid of death, he didn't want to lose his life here.
Therefore, at the critical moment, he shouted his last shout in this competition,"
"I admit…"
Then, he lost consciousness and fainted.
However, how could Fu Su give him the chance to do so? He directly punched him heavily!
However, this was not a battlefield after all. According to the laws of the State of Qin, this competition could be stopped.
The army was about to set out, and no one in the Qin country wanted to hurt their harmony.
Fu Su had just swung his arm and hit Zhao Gao's abdomen heavily. The unconscious Zhao Gao spat out blood again.
Without a doubt.
The outcome of this match had already been decided.
At the corner of the Drill Ground.
Meng Tian's voice rang out,"
"Zhao Gao fainted."
"The winner of this match."
"It's Young Master Fusu!"
The soldiers on both sides beat the drums with all their might.
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
"Rumble!"
In truth, they had never seen such an exciting match, and this was the first time they had gained a new understanding of the scholarly faction.
Although Zhao Gao was beaten unconscious, the relevant personnel of the competition had already taken him away for treatment.
The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, felt very gratified. It seemed that his son had really made a name for himself.
He didn't expect that Fu Su, who was usually weak, could actually cause such great damage to Zhao Gao.
I was still able to hold on just now…
Although the King of Qin was still not very interested in Confucianism, he had a different impression of it.
"Son, I am very gratified that you have such an understanding of the scholarly faction.”
"Great Qin is fortunate to have a talent like you.”
Ying Zheng, who was watching the battle from the corner of the tower, was very happy. He gave a few instructions to Meng Tian and the others, then took the lead to return to the palace.
Fu Su looked extraordinary. His strong muscles and handsome face reflected each other under the sun.
After Meng Tian announced Fu Su's victory, the other members dispersed.
Zhao Gao was carried to the training ground for treatment.
Meng Tian and Wang Jian walked over to take a look. The two of them could not help but laugh.
Zhao Gao's appearance was green and purple, and red and green, as if he had turned into a clown. He was no longer the sinister and arrogant Zhongche Prefecture Magistrate.
"Pfft."
"Zhongche Prefecture Magistrate, how did you end up like this?”
"Hahaha, if this guy hadn't fainted, I really want him to be punched a few more times by Young Master.”
Wang Jian touched Meng Tian's arm and said,"
"Hahaha, lower your voice."
"This guy is so scheming. I usually don't care about such people.”
"However, there is no other way. According to the laws of the State of Qin, the competition on the Drill Ground should stop at a certain point.”
Meng Tian smiled secretly and said,"
"Yes, yes. If it wasn't for the fact that the King of Qin usually needs him, I would have long wanted to beat this villain up.”
"His usual behavior is too sinister and a little flattering. I'm really worried that he might do something bad behind his back.”
The two of them chatted and laughed. Although they did not understand Fu Su's strength before, they were definitely on the same side when it came to beating up Zhao Gao.
When the palace maids in Fu Su's palace learned that Fu Su had won, they rushed down from the corner of the building in ecstasy.
"Young Master, Young Master, you've worked hard. Are you injured?”
She greeted Fu Su respectfully,"
"This is the new brocade Confucian robe that we prepared for Young Master.”
Fu Su clenched his fists and said with a smile,"
"It's fine. I'm not injured."
"Although Young Master wasn't injured, his clothes were torn by the force of the battle.”
"Please allow me to change into this new brocade robe for you!”
With that, Fu Su took the brocade robe from the servant and gladly accepted their respectful service.
Fu Su thought happily,"
"Although they don't have a true master-servant relationship with me, I don't think they'll be able to help me.”
"But since we're here, these people are under my protection.”
According to the system's notification, Fu Su currently had two lottery chances.
Fu Su bid farewell to the rest of the people and hurried back to his bedroom.
He couldn't wait to see what good things he could get.
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