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

Chapter 843

Zhao Zhui was a top scholar in martial arts in his previous life and the eldest son of the Xing'an Earl's Mansion.

It is said that the third place winner must have the best appearance, but although Zhao Zhui is not ugly, his appearance is not outstanding either.

Even so, Emperor Mingde still personally selected him as the third place in the imperial examination. It can be seen that this person is the kind of person who does not impress you at first sight, but only after careful consideration can you know that he is ingenious.

This man died early, but he had a profound influence on the North Wing.

At this moment, Yue Cong did not dare to move rashly because of Hu Wei's previous experience. He first stabilized his lower body to ensure that he would not be knocked off the stage by a punch.

Then he just looked at Zhao Zhui for a long while.

Zhao Zhui frowned, "Why don't you do it?"

Yue Cong was even more certain that whoever started the fight first would suffer no good consequences. Jiong Jiong looked at the other party and said, "You go first."

Zhao Zhui didn't want to move either.

He is not very strong in fists and feet, but is good at mechanical devices.

If you are good at setting up mechanisms, you will be good at finding your opponent's loopholes.

How can he know where the loophole is if his opponent doesn’t move?

For a moment, the ring was in a stalemate.

The two of them looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to take action.

There was a lot of chatter in the stands.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes? Why are they standing there motionless?"

"What kind of fighting style is this? Are you trying to stare a hole through the opponent?"

It’s no wonder that Zhao Zhui just wanted to stare a hole in the opponent.

He observed the way he stood, his hand gestures, and the degree and direction of his body tilt, and discovered that he was left-handed.

Although he had some thoughts in mind, he remained patient and did nothing.

Yue Cong naturally had the same idea. Few people knew that he was left-handed, so he usually practiced martial arts with his right hand, while storing power with his left hand, so that he could attack his opponent unexpectedly.

The drum sounded on the field, urging both sides to start for the second time.

This time, the two men attacked almost at the same time, and the fight was fierce.

Zhao Zhui used conventional attack methods and fought with him for several moves.

Yue Cong gradually discovered that this guy did not win by strength, and his hand and foot skills were only average. He was overjoyed and gradually strengthened his offensive.

For a while, Yue Cong had the upper hand with an overwhelming advantage.

The audience in the stands were in high spirits, and the candidates were also excited.

If Yue Cong wins, it will be of extraordinary significance. He breaks the myth of Yunqi Academy being the champion of all arenas, and at the same time proves that Yunqi Academy is not an unbeatable existence.

I don’t know who shouted “Yue Cong will win”, but for a moment everyone on the field was shouting “Yue Cong will win”.

This was the first time that Yunqi Academy lost ground in the viewing platform.

If Shi Yunqi stood up at this time and took the lead in cheering Zhao Zhui, the wind direction would probably change.

But Shi Yunqi sat in the stands, motionless, and his expression did not change at all. Looking at Shi Anxia beside him, he was also calm, and even had a faint smile on his face.

Emperor Mingde asked Cen Yuan who was sitting next to him, "Aren't you worried?"

Cen Yuan comforted Emperor Mingde, "We are all your subjects, father. You should treat them equally and don't be biased towards Yunqi Academy."

Emperor Mingde was choked, "......" I want to beat this bad boy! Are you saying that I am not big enough?

Of course, my people are my people! But I am also a human being, and I have preferences.

Eunuch Qi was also very angry. Didn't they say that the Prince Consort was a man of few words? Why was he talking more and more, and even interrupting him?

There's no way to do the work!

With the enthusiastic cheers of "Yue Cong" from the audience, Yue Cong's techniques became more fierce and his footwork became more skillful.

He was accumulating strength, accumulating strength in his left hand.

Once he gets an opportunity, he will use his left hand as the main attack and hit the target with one strike.