Tomorrow we will fight against Zheng Yuanyuan. If we win, our next opponent will be Zhao Yu. That naughty boy’s master is his master, so even his father may not be able to defeat him.
Yan Buhuan almost scratched his hair. He really couldn't underestimate anyone. It was really a headache for a child's teacher to have such a strange background.
Yan Hui and the servant looked at each other. They must get the key and they must not fall into Zhao Yu's hands.
Therefore, Yan Buhuan can only win along the way and must not lose.
The two masters looked worried, which shows how difficult this problem is.
Yan Buhuan's injury hasn't healed yet. He thought that the masters from various countries were not worth mentioning, and Yan Buhuan could just do whatever he wanted. Who would have thought that such a big guy would come here?
Dumpling said from the side: "Mother, you must be careful. Zhao Yu said that he must get the key."
Yan Buhuan looked at the child he had neglected, squatted down quickly and asked, "Why does Zhao Yu want the key?"
"He said he would give it to his master as a congratulatory gift."
"..." Everyone froze.
…
The next day, the weather was hazy.
It was Yan Buhuan's turn to face off against Zheng Yuanyuan. Yan Buhuan was dressed in a military uniform and had quite the heroic spirit of a woman.
After Chu Guo lost, Chu Yan was very unhappy because the person he lost was actually a child. However, he heard that the child's teacher was very good, so Chu Yan focused all his attention on Yan Buhuan.
"Bu Huan, you must win. Then you can make back all the face Ni Jun has lost." Before the battle, Chu Yan personally brought her a bowl of good ginseng soup, hoping to give her some energy.
After Yan Buhuan finished drinking, he threw the bowl aside and said, "Let me earn back Xuanyuan Kingdom's face first."
Not long after the Six Nations Banquet started, all the major gambling houses in the private sector opened gambling games.
Most people bet on her to win the battle between her and Zheng Yuanyuan. The more favored she is, the more dangerous it is.
In addition, Zheng Yuanyuan did not use her full strength that time, which is even more worrying.
The arena was much more lively than yesterday, with a bustling crowd and countless moving heads. Yan Buhuan was the first to arrive and heard bursts of cheers from below.
In order to show his support for her, Xuanyuan Ci actually made a big sign and held it above his head, shaking it enthusiastically.
Of course, many patriots also made big flags and waved them at the scene.
Emperor Xuanyuan sat high in the host's seat, looking at everything below expressionlessly.
King Zheng, Zheng Ming remained calm.
Other countries look like they are watching a good show.
The drumbeat sounded, fast and furious, making people's blood boil. Yan Buhuan held his palms and quietly waited for his opponent.
…
As the saying goes, everything has its variables.
When he saw the figure slowly walking up from a distance, Yan Buhuan almost fell over.
Because the person standing in front of her was no one else, but Mu Qingya, who had been pregnant for more than four months.
This woman was wearing a helmet and the clothes Zheng Yuanyuan wore when she went to the battlefield, and she was holding a silver gun in her hand. No one had ever seen Zheng Yuanyuan's true face, so this outfit was not suspected.
Although Zheng Ming was sitting far away, when 'Zheng Yuanyuan' came on the stage, he was confused. This is not Zheng Yuanyuan, it is obviously...
Damn it, no wonder she said she felt sick to her stomach this morning. At that time, he was considerate of her pregnancy and didn't force her, but he turned his face and this damn girl actually got on the ring.
