The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The presence of Fei Zhangling was like the presence of His Majesty himself. His Royal Highness Prince Bao was not arrogant and would occasionally joke and play with them, but when Fei Zhangling was here, they even breathed with caution.

While Minglang was warming up, Yan Yunting finished testing the whip and strode towards her.

"General Yan Yunting greets His Highness."

Minglang and Yan Yunting were the only two women who advanced to the top five this time. Minglang thought that she had come here to form a short-term alliance with her to deal with the other three first.

Minglang reached out and helped the man up, and placed the magic sword on the shelf beside him. The warm-up was almost done, the countdown incense was about to burn out, and the competition was about to begin.

"Deputy General Yan, if you have something to say, just speak frankly."

Yan Yunting also noticed the incense stick beside him and said in a low voice:

"We have discussed this and want to help His Highness get first place."

Minglang frowned slightly. These people had fought so hard before, and now they said they would give up the first place to help her succeed.

Minglang saw the fawning and flattering faces of the ministers in the court. She had become accustomed to this, but she did not like it.

"That's not necessary. Regardless of whether I win or lose, I hope to compete with everyone in a fair and square manner."

The Queen Mother might have arrived by now. If she saw these people going easy on her, she wouldn't know how to face her.

Minglang turned around to leave when someone grabbed his arm, pulling the wound that had not yet healed.

hiss--

Yan Yunting immediately let go, and Minglang rubbed the injured area:

"The reward for first place is generous. With your ability, you should strive for it."

Minglang is confident in his own abilities. In today's melee, winning the championship is not a difficult task, but there is no guarantee that he will not get injured.

"No, Your Highness, you misunderstood."

Yan Yunting hurriedly chased after him and wanted to explain. His Highness had been the focus since he appeared, and this scene was seen by everyone.

"Okay, the incense sticks are burned out, and the competition begins." Han Qi stood up and looked at the five shortlisted people. His gaze lingered on His Highness for a moment, and finally fell on Yan Yunting.

They are old comrades who have eaten, drank and gotten along with each other for a long time. How could Han Qi not know what these people are planning?

Meeting Yan Yunting's angry eyes, Han Qi stepped forward and cut off the remaining incense stick.

Yan Yunting was helpless. Han Qi was cunning and there was no hope with him present.

The other three people looked at Yan Yunting one after another. Since this matter failed, Yan Yunting had no choice but to spread his hands to the three people, picked up the whip and went to the martial arts training ground.

"It's only been a few days, and you've already learned to do things according to His Highness's preferences? No matter how I taught you before, you were always so rebellious and refused to change."

When Han Qi heard his master's words, he pretended not to hear the joke in them. He picked up the teacup and took a sip:

"They are all truly capable people in the army. There is no need to leave a bad impression on Your Highness because of such a small matter." Her Highness does not like flatterers.

Han Qi saw that although the prince was young, he had a clear and insightful view of things.

His Highness can tell at a glance what kind of person can use it and how to use it.

"You always have a reason."

The five of them stood on the training ground, and Fei He said no more. He came today to protect His Highness and to look after Han Qi.

Han Qi is very capable, but he is not a docile person.

If His Majesty had not ordered Han Qi to be sent to the military camp, Fei He's original plan was to arrange him to the northern border. With his bad temper, he could just suppress the old nobles in the northern border.

Just by smelling the lingering smell of blood in the martial arts training ground, you can tell what kind of person Han Qi is.

Your Majesty does not want to see such an unruly person fall in love with Your Highness at first sight.

Han Qi pretended not to notice the look his master gave him, his sharp eyes fixed on the training ground.

His Highness is determined to win the first place in this game and compete with him.

The other four people guessed what His Highness was thinking and didn't want to fight him anymore. They wanted to do him a favor, but His Highness was unwilling.

Han Qi slightly turned his stiff neck. It was time to teach these people a lesson.

He was so disrespectful and ignorant of the rules in front of His Highness. If His Majesty heard about it, he would probably be very incompetent.

Five people appeared on the training ground at the same time. The training ground, which seemed very large before, now seemed a bit crowded.

Everyone took out their most familiar weapons. Minglang only then noticed that Yan Yunting's whip was wrapped with a circle of small thorns, which was not there before.

"Deputy General Yan, do you want me to be unable to leave the training ground?"

Someone asked before Minglang did. Yan Yunting flicked his whip nonchalantly.

"The general didn't say no. There are many weapons on the battlefield that are more insidious than my whip. If you are afraid, you can get off now. Otherwise, if you die from my whip, I will not compensate you."

Yan Yunting's black hair was tied up, and her eyes and eyebrows were full of heroic spirit. What she said was originally a rogue, but when it came out of her mouth, it was not offensive, but rather sounded quite reasonable.

Minglang nodded silently. She had never been to the battlefield, but she had seen the scar on her mother's back. It was still there after so many years, which was enough to show how deep the injury was.

When Yan Yunting stabbed the other party back, she would glance at His Highness from time to time, wondering if His Highness had noticed the hidden spikes on her whip.

When the fighting starts, Your Highness must hide well.

She didn't intend to install this hidden spike, but her superiors gave the order last night, and she stayed up all night for it.

I was afraid that I might really hurt His Highness, so I ground down the sharp tips of the hidden spikes overnight. It would cost money to fight him again, and I don't know if the higher-ups will compensate me.

"Everyone, please be ready. Step forward and the competition will begin."

Just like the previous rules, the competition begins when each person takes a step forward.

Minglang took the lead, and the weapons of the other four people, except her, took the lead.

This abnormal behavior made Minglang realize at a glance that something was wrong with their weapons.

There were hidden spikes tied to the whip; the spear head had been replaced, and I wondered what strange things were hidden inside; the long stick was fused into one piece, and when it was separated, there was a long iron chain inside...

Minglang's eyes swept over the modified weapons of these people. The other four people looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness and distress that they knew each other.

It seems that they all stayed up all night last night, modifying their weapons according to the requirements.

Yan Yunting was worried that the prince hadn't noticed, so he wanted to remind him. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his eyes caught sight of the person standing at the edge of the stands, and he silently closed his mouth.

She should be more careful since they are watching her so closely. She doesn't know why these people above her have to do this.

Don't they know that His Highness's coming-of-age ceremony is just a few days away? Will they be responsible if His Highness gets disfigured?

"They're all sick."

Yan Yunting was outspoken and couldn't help cursing out loud.