Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 2135

With the golden words "I agree", the little prince suddenly flashed towards Cen Yuan with ghostly movements.

He is not simply conceited. After all, he is the chosen one with 70% talent and 30% hard work.

If it were someone else, he might have succeeded.

Of course, his opponent is Cen Yuan!

His father will always be his father!

The instinct of being alert and evasive, as well as the deliberate desire to suppress one of his sons, even if it meant that he had to survive "in the unlikely event", Cen Yuan had to make him pay the price of untold hardships.

A flash.

One chases.

In just a few breaths, the father and son had already circled several times.

The little prince displayed a calmness beyond his age. His usual flamboyant screaming faded away, and even the last trace of childishness on his face disappeared.

He is serious and focused.

He demonstrated his excellent footwork and his movements were light and skillful.

The same is true for Cen Yuan.

From 30% being serious, to 50% being serious, to 70% being focused, the remaining 30% is pride.

His son, Cen Yuan, is indeed an excellent one!

The more outstanding he was, the more he wanted his son to suffer some setbacks. He must not let him mistakenly think that "I am the best in the world" at such a young age.

At least let him know that even though his father may not claim to be the best in the world, he can still beat him.

Thinking of this, his expression became even colder, and the "what if" in his mind that he had deliberately let go disappeared completely. Cen Yuan's movements became more and more weird.

No extra fancy moves, just super fast! Very fast, extremely fast.

This is the most practical move on the battlefield. Whether you are escaping or killing, you must be fast because a detour or a little hesitation may cost you your life.

The young prince could not touch the edge of his father's clothes, nor could he force him out of the circle.

From the initial complacency, to "If I work harder I can catch my father", then to "Oh, this is a bit difficult, I have to be more serious", and finally... "It's over, my chance to go to court is ruined."

After all, they are children. Once this thought arises, their steps become disordered, their expressions become dull, and their spirits become unstable.

I want to cry! The little prince pouted, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Don't cry!" Cen Yuan shouted coldly, "Watch carefully!"

He slowed down and broke down the movements for his son to see.

The little prince understood everything and finally saw clearly his father's steps.

He started to learn seriously, but suddenly he stretched out his evil claws and attacked his father.

But he is cunning, and his father is even more cunning.

There's no way to give him a chance to survive! He's always on guard against him.

The little prince failed.

But to his surprise, his father did not blame him for the sneak attack.

He was so curious that he couldn't help but stop and ask, "Father, you don't blame your son?"

As dusk fell, the dark glow enveloped Cen Yuan in a mysterious and majestic manner. "If you were skilled enough, a sneak attack would be called resourceful, knowing how to save effort and get the greatest benefit at the lowest cost. But you are not skilled enough, and you only want a successful sneak attack. What do you call that?"

The young prince thought for a moment and answered, "It's just a trick."

Cen Yuan nodded, "Today's competition ends here. When you go back, you have to think carefully about whether you want to be a resourceful, low-key and introverted person, or an opportunistic person who shows off everywhere."

The little prince fell silent. It turned out that the same thing, the same action, could have such a big difference.

He admitted, "My son lost."

Cen Yuan nodded slightly, "I'm glad to know. Did you gain anything today?"