He asked himself that he could not do this. This was simply beyond imagination. Even though he was strong and powerful, almost like an overlord and had no opponent, and was much better than his master, he could not do this.
How did Princess Anfu do it?
Princess Anfu beckoned: "Come on, take action quickly, don't be in a daze!"
"This..." Meng Guangzhao smiled and said: "Princess, what kind of martial arts is this? It's so light and graceful, like dancing, it's really amazingly beautiful!"
Princess Anfu looked at him sideways: "You are really disgusting. It is obviously a mysterious martial art, but you want to tell me what kind of dance it is, and you have to belittle and suppress it to show your ability!"
Meng Guangzhao was unmoved and said with a smile: "As far as I know, martial arts in the world cannot be like this. Only those who specialize in dancing can have such wonderful dance steps."
"Okay, okay, whatever you say, let's do it." Princess Anfu said impatiently: "What's the point of talking nonsense? Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!"
Meng Guangzhao was ashamed of what she said. He coughed lightly, clasped his fists and said, "Then I will be offended!"
Princess Anfu waved her hand, signaling to stop talking and get started quickly.
Meng Guangzhao said: "It's better for the princess to make the move first, lest the princess doesn't have the chance to make a move under my attack, and it will be my fault."
"Hehe!" Princess Anfu sneered again and again: "If you don't make a move first, you really have no chance to make a move!"
"Princess please come first!" Meng Guangzhao smiled.
Princess Anfu lightly stamped her foot.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and a crack appeared on the ground.
The martial arts platform in this school is built with pieces of bluestone, which is hard and solid. When you step on it, a crack appears on the bluestone.
Meng Guangzhao thought that she could hit it with a hammer, but she just stomped her foot lightly. There was no way she could do it. How much amazing power did this petite body contain?
"You want me to take action first?" Princess Anfu took a step forward.
A clear footprint was imprinted on the bluestone, which could reach the top of her instep, which shows how deep the mark was.
"...I admire you!" Meng Guangzhao slowly clasped his fists and his voice was harsh.
Princess Anfu said: "Then hurry up, don't give in, you will be in trouble!"
She looked impatient and touched her stomach: "I'm already hungry, so I won't do anything!"
"I'll just admit defeat," Meng Guangzhao said.
Princess Anfu looked shocked: "Admit defeat?"
Meng Guangzhao nodded and looked at the bluestone ground: "Can I touch this stone?"
Princess Anfu said: "It's a stone. You can touch it if you want. If it doesn't work, you can take it back and enjoy it slowly. Our Dayu deserves this stone!"
"...Okay." Meng Guangzhao smiled and said, "Then I'll dig up this stone and go back."
"Dig, dig, dig." Princess Anfu said, "Do you really want to admit defeat?"
She understood what Meng Guangzhao wanted to do, to find out the depth and depth of his martial arts through the traces on this stone, and to find out whether it was true or false, and whether it was a trick.
"The princess's magical power is inferior to mine." Meng Guangzhao nodded happily, turned to face everyone, cupped his fists and said: "You can all testify that the little king Meng Guangzhao, the eighteenth prince of Dakun, lost to Princess Anfu today!"
Princess Anfu frowned and looked at him suspiciously.
This Meng Guangzhao is capable of bending and stretching, but he is also shameless. It is really terrifying, and more importantly, extremely insidious.
For him to admit defeat like this, to outsiders, it seemed that she was not defeating him at all, but that he was giving in to her. Instead, it showed his open-mindedness and magnanimity, and his extraordinary magnanimity.
Princess Anfu sneered: "You said you were giving up, but others thought you were giving up to me!"
Under the operation of her internal energy, her ears and eyes were exceptionally sharp.
"Haha, it seems that the hero is saddened by the beauty!"
"After seeing a beauty like Princess Anfu, no man would be able to do it to her. There is nothing wrong with admitting defeat on the spot."
"That's right, Princess Anfu doesn't have to take action. If she appears in front of him, he will admit defeat!"
"Can you tell me whether Princess Anfu can beat him?"
"Fighting and killing are men's business. How could Her Royal Highness, the princess, be so noble and noble, and fight with men?"
"I guess I can't beat him. This Meng Guangzhao is really a monster. Even so many famous masters can't stop him with his moves!"
"Is it possible that we, Dayu, really have no one?"
"Isn't there a princess here? As soon as the princess took action, she subdued him immediately!"
"This Meng Guangzhao is very compassionate!"
Hearing this, Princess Anfu's beautiful face became more and more tense and she stared at him.
"Then what should we do?" Meng Guangzhao looked helpless, shook his head and said with a smile: "Otherwise, we really have a fight?"
He felt proud.
Even though Princess Anfu is powerful in martial arts and has amazing powers, she is no match for her. She is just a reckless man with pure force. Means and resourcefulness are the source of strength.
Combining civil and military skills is the basis for success.
She surrendered in advance and turned an unfavorable situation into her favor. She couldn't take action again after admitting defeat, right? Even if she was defeated, people would think that she gave in deliberately to avoid losing face.
"Humph, it's really despicable!" Princess Anfu said coldly: "It's a ridiculous little trick!"
As she spoke, she suddenly waved her sleeves.
"Bang!" Meng Guangzhao was thrown into the distance as if by a catapult.
"Oh!" Everyone exclaimed, their eyes following Meng Guangzhao and looking into the distance.
Meng Guangzhao flew more than a hundred meters in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".
Everyone was buzzing with discussion, unbelievable.
They could not imagine how much strength it would take to throw a man more than a hundred meters away, and Her Royal Highness just waved her sleeves and seemed not to have touched him at all.
Could it be a scene between the two of them?
But this is impossible, because no matter how far Meng Guangzhao can jump, he still cannot jump a hundred meters, which is beyond imagination.
After Meng Guangzhao fell heavily to the ground, he held up his arms to prevent his head from hitting the ground first. Even so, the fall from a height of more than ten meters displaced his internal organs and caused him to vomit blood in his mouth.
Princess Anfu fell lightly from the stage, and everyone was even more surprised. This was not a one-meter-two-meter stage, but ten meters high. She could see farther. It was too dangerous to jump off.
But she fluttered to the ground like a feather, and then slowly moved forward.
Everyone involuntarily moved out of the way, as if she was holding a water-repelling bead and walking slowly. Everyone's eyes followed her and came to Meng Guangzhao.
Meng Guangzhao was lying on the ground, vomiting blood from his mouth, his face was pale, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.
He was also strong-willed, and despite being in extreme pain, he managed to endure the humiliation and did not scream, otherwise he would really lose Da Kun's face.
But at this moment, he was a little confused.
Princess Anfu stood in front of him, lowered her head and hummed: "Meng Guangzhao, you are so weak as a three-legged cat, but you still dare to come to our Dayu to show off your power, you are really sitting in a well watching the sky!"
"Princess, what kind of martial arts is this?" Meng Guangzhao gritted his teeth and asked in a hissing voice.
Princess Anfu hummed: "It's useless even if you know it. After you recover from your injuries, get out of Dayu!"
After she said that, she turned around and left.
Everyone parted ways again and watched her go out. Then there were loud cheers, one after another like thunder, and the entire school martial arts field seemed to be boiling.
"Ministry of Rites, take good care of Mr. Meng!" Zhao Yancheng shouted loudly: "Let Mr. Meng recover from his injuries!"
"Yes!" An old man among the ministers clasped his fists and bowed, smiling brightly, and all the ministers were stroking their beards and smiling.