Chapter 23
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"Third Highness, please don't! If you are injured, how will we explain it to His Majesty! "
Lou Beiyu's complexion is slightly pale, but his expression is incomparably firm, "Since I've recognized Master, how can I allow Master to be humiliated and do nothing?"
"Hehe … Who said that you're the one going to compete?" Mu Yan said slowly.
Lou Beiyu stares blankly and turns to look at Muyan, "If it wasn't me, who else could it be? None of my subordinates have broken through the Earth Rank. "
Could it be that Master was going to take action himself?
Just as he was thinking about this, he saw Mu Yan's lips curl up slightly, revealing a charming and evil smile, "Xiao Bao, go and complete this bet for your Junior Brother! You mustn't lower your guard and lose mother! "
Standing next to Muyan, the little boy with a taut and delicate face nods, "Xiao Bao won't give Niangqin to anyone!"
With that, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of Gong Qian Teng with a straight face.
There was dead silence.
"Mas … Mas mas mas mas!! Xiaobao is only four! " Lou Beiyu is simply going crazy. He lets out a high-pitched scream, "That Gong Qian Teng is an Earth Stage martial artist, and he will never show mercy to children. You, you, you … how could you let Brother Xiaobao go …"
Gong Qian Teng felt even more humiliated when he saw Xiaobao standing in front of him.
He fiercely glares at Muyan, sinisterly saying: "Are you courting death?!"
"Master, let me fight. Even if I can't beat Gong Qian Teng, at least with my identity as Chi Yan Country's Third Prince, he won't kill me." Lou Beiyu anxiously runs over to pull Xiao Bao back.
Mu Yan glances at him, then calmly and unruffled finds a bluestone to sit down. Her expression is indescribably leisurely, "It's just an embroidered pillow and rotten straw bag, that's all. My Xiao Bao is more than enough to deal with him! Or … "
His long eyelashes tremble slightly. When he lifts them up, he reveals an awe-inspiring cold light, "His Royal Highness, the Second Prince of Jing Cheng Country, doesn't even have the guts to accept a duel invitation from a four-year-old child?"
"I don't have the guts to accept it?!" Gong Qian Teng was so angry that he laughed. As a woman, your courage is the first that this prince admires. In return, I will definitely torture this little bastard to death in a moment. I hope you can still laugh when the time comes, hahahaha … "
"Shifu –!!" Lou Beiyu shouts again.
But in the blink of an eye, Gong Qianteng's palm turned into a claw, and all the Dark Force in his body surged madly as he viciously clawed at the top of Little Bao's head.
"Ah –!!" Lou Beiyu's maid couldn't help but turn her head, her face full of fear and unwillingness.
The guards on Gong Qian Teng's side, on the other hand, were calm and unruffled. They were laughing and joking, waiting to see the little boy being tortured by their Highness.
After all, one was an Earth-rank expert, and the other was just a four-year-old child.
When the two of them stood together, Xiaobao's height only reached Gong Qian Teng's thigh.
Apart from Muyan, no one here believes that Xiao Bao is Gong Qian Teng's opponent.
They even believed that the child could not withstand a single blow from Gong Qian Teng.
However, Xiao Bao's delicate little face was still as cold as ever.
There was no panic, no despair, no anger.
When Gong Qian Teng's claws, which were wrapped in powerful Xuan Qi, came rushing at him, Xiao Bao suddenly stretched out his small white and tender palm and gently pushed in Gong Qian Teng's direction.
Bang! A loud sound rang out!
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