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Chapter 23

"Third Prince, you must not! If you are injured, how can we explain to the emperor!"

Luo Beiyu's face was slightly pale, but his expression was extremely firm. "Since I recognized my master, how could I let my master be humiliated and do nothing?"

"Haha...Who said you were the one who was going to compete?" Mu Yan said slowly.

Luo Beiyu was stunned and turned to look at Mu Yan, "Who else isn't me? No one of my subordinates broke through to the earth level."

Does the master want to take action by himself?

Just as he was thinking about this, Mu Yan curled his lips slightly and showed a charming and evil smile, "Xiaobao, please complete this bet for your junior brother! Don't take it lightly and export your mother!"

The little boy standing beside Mu Yan with a delicate little face nodded, "Xiaobao will not give up his mother to anyone!"

After saying that, he stepped forward a few steps and stood seriously in front of Gong Qianteng.

The whole audience was silent-

"Shi...Master Shishi!! Xiaobao is only four years old!" Luo Beiyu was going crazy and screamed like a soprano, "That Gong Qianteng is at the level of the earth, and he will never show mercy to his children. You, you... how could you let Senior Brother Xiaobao go..."

Gong Qianteng looked at Xiaobao standing in front of him and felt even more humiliated.

He glared at Mu Yan fiercely and said sinisterly: "Are you looking for death?!"

"Master, let me fight. Even if I can't beat Gong Qianteng, at least I am the third prince of Chiyan Kingdom, he will not kill me." Luo Beiyu was anxious to run over and drag Xiaobao back.

Mu Yan glanced at him, and found a bluestone for leisure to sit down with an indescribable expression. "It's just an embroidered pillow, it's more than enough for my little treasure to deal with him! Or..."

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and when they were raised, a cold light leaked. "His second prince of Jingcheng Kingdom has no courage to accept the duel invitation to a four-year-old baby?"

"I don't have the courage to accept it?" Gong Qianteng laughed angrily, "Okay! As a woman, your courage is the first one that makes me admire. In return, I will definitely torture this little boy to death in a while. I hope you can still laugh at that time, hahahaha..."

"Master——!!" Luo Beiyu shouted again.

It can be said that at that time, Gong Qianteng turned his palm into claws, and his mysterious power surged wildly in his body, and he had already grabbed Xiaobao's Tianling Groove.

"Ah——!!" Luo Beiyu's maid couldn't help but turn her head, her face full of fear and impatience.

The guards on Gong Qianteng's side were very leisurely, laughing and playing, waiting to see the little baby being cruelly tortured by his highness, and life was worse than death.

After all, one is a strong man at the earth level, and the other is just a four-year-old baby.

The two stood together, and Xiaobao's height was even as high as Gong Qianteng's thigh.

Except for Mu Yan, no one present believed that Xiaobao would be Gong Qianteng's opponent.

They even thought that this child could not even block Gong Qianteng's attack.

However, Xiaobao's delicate little face, who was standing there, was still cold.

No panic, no despair, no anger.

When Gong Qianteng's claws were wrapped in powerful mysterious energy, Xiaobao suddenly stretched out his small white and tender palm and gently pushed Gong Qianteng in the direction of Gong Qianteng.

Bang—! A loud bang!!

The wind is dancing in the foggy forest, the leaves are flying, and the thick fog is shrouded in.
Chapter completed!
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