The boy was only twelve years old.

Young people have "official appearance" who are not in line with their age. They often say things that are too mature, and they always seem to be naive to poke scars.

You have to be amazed at his talent, and sometimes you can't help but feel that he hates it.

Young people always don’t like peers who are “too much”. At the age of still clear, they instinctively reject greasy people and things.

Each of these Tiangong classmates in [Sun Room] has been bombarded by Bao Xuanjing's private messages - he often asks questions, but he is not very sensible. He asks casually what he should ask and what he should not ask. Whoever annoys is just a sentence, "I'm sorry, brother/sister, I don't know these things when I'm young, don't you be angry with me, right?"

During the holidays, I would send some blessings that I copied from. I didn’t even have a title, and everyone received the same thing.

But these are all minor problems, and they are not even considered bad things. What can a polite child make mistakes? It’s just a child who has just grown up, and he has too much imagination and imitation about the appearance of adults. Some people are not very able to accept it, and some people probably think that this is maturity.

God created a man and could not make him perfect.

At this moment, Bao Xuanjing, who was only twelve years old, left the seat, stood in front of the transparent mirror wall, looking down at the martial arts platform from a high place, and gently knocked on his fingers.

It suddenly shocked-

He represented the Great Qi Empire and came to Guanhetai to participate in the meeting of geniuses. He was also representing the Great Qi Empire and came to meet the challenges of outsiders to the majesty of the Eastern Kingdom!

Only then did people notice that the tender little face that always smiled brightly not only had the politeness of "adults", but also had the majesty of "adults".

The luxurious purple clothes he wore were not ordinary silk, and the jade belt around his waist had a history of more than a thousand years.

The crown and jazz uniform of the Great Qi Empire were decorated with his dignity and status.

He Bao Xuanjing... is twelve years old, and has already inherited his family title and respected him as Fang Bo of Daqi Shuo!

He could call him "brother and sister" with a smile, and say "You won't hate me, right?" But if you really meet him on some formal occasion, everyone should respect him "Brother".

Gong Weizhang, Zhuge Zuo... Everyone looked up at him.

The challenges he is facing at this moment are also possible for everyone to encounter within the [Hiyaku]. The response he is doing is something that everyone needs to think about.

Twist twist.

At this moment, the twelve-year-old young man knocked on the mirror wall, [Sun Room], [Moon Room], [Star Room], and everyone on and off the stage was silent.

Even the host, Jukui Zhenjun could not ignore Bao Xuanjing's request. He had to let go of the communication between inside and outside the [Sun Room] with a ray of mirror light.

The twelve-year-old boy's eyes fell on the bear who was as proud as an iron tower, asking: "Do you want to challenge me?"

Fortunately, there were only three people from Ji Guo at the scene, otherwise they would have fainted a large number of people - now only two of them fainted. One of them was foaming at the same time.

Ji's prime minister, national teacher, and Li Qing were originally gathered here, but now they are not ashamed. They cannot interfere in the affairs on the stage, are not qualified to speak, and dare not "know" and have to use their own means.

Xiong asked on the stage grinned, as if he didn't feel the pressure of destroying mountains and destroying the country. He looked up at the Boye of Qi and smiled without any scheming: "Can I?"

There is no wind and rain indoors, and there is hidden thunder.

"You can't." Jukui ended the undercurrent and raised his voice: "Bao Xuanjing, according to the rules of the Yellow River Association, you don't need to pay attention to him."

"Of course I can ignore it." Bao Xuanjing stood there and spoke.

He was wearing a number one-sized man's uniform and a precious and majestic jade crown. His long hair was tied very tightly, and his little face was a little indifferent.

It was a dangerous expression of a young man.

"Because the strength of the Eastern Kingdom and the contribution of the Eastern Kingdom to the world, I enjoyed this amount and did not have to fight and sat in the [Sun Room]."

"I don't have to pay attention. The Great Qi Empire is powerful enough to protect me and protect me from all the storms and spits in this world."

"No matter how silent, avoid, cowardly, the majesty of the Eastern Kingdom will not be lost in half because of me."

"But who am I?" he suddenly smiled and asked with a smile.

"I jumped out of Linzi, and finally arrived at this place. What are I going to do when I came to this platform of the world?"

He raised his finger and bounced the crown on his head, making a crisp sound of gold and jade-

"My father died of cult troubles, my uncle died of war on the battlefield, and my ancestors fell into the waves of the East China Sea... The Bao family had no strong men, so I was under twenty."

The shadows hanging from the jade crown put a dark color on his eyebrows and eyes: "Now, the title of the Great Qi Empire has been inherited and replaced by the title, and the title is "Shuofang"!"

"Today, an inexplicable country, an unknown player, stood here and questioned Qi State in front of so many people."

The boy shook his head and said "Ha" sound.

"Bao Xuanjing can ignore it, but Shuo Fangbo cannot."

"Children can ignore it, but the soldiers who fight for the country cannot."

"You are all my elders, and you all know the truths better than Bao Xuanjing."

"So I won't say anything else-"

He only used one index finger to knock on the mirror wall in front of him: "Please open this door, I will try my sword."

The twelve-year-old Bao Xuanjing can enjoy the protection of the Great Qi Empire openly.

The twelve-year-old Shuofangbo must fight for the majesty of the Great Qi Empire!

There was no expression on Ju Kui's face, and of course no one could know how galloped in his heart.

Should I make such a big deal during the session he hosted?

He glanced at the bird of knowledge and fish wandering freely with his eyes, and understood that Jiang Wang's character would never interfere with his presidency - unless the situation had reached a time when he could not stand it, Jiang Wang would not stand up.

Of course, he has no habit of letting people take on the task.

"You have been tested many times when you can walk onto the river platform and can determine the degree of your life. I, an older guy, have nothing to teach you."

The opera kid stood by the martial arts stage, his eyebrows were as iron-clad as iron: "But the main competition quota of the Yellow River Association was negotiated by many rounds of parties and then agreed. It is true that the Yellow River Association is supervised by the world, and anyone can have opinions. But the opinions of any party should be put forward before the game."

"Since the rules have been set and since you have chosen to participate in the competition, please respect this rule.

"The competition has been going to this day-"

He looked at the player representing Ji Guo: "Xiong, you are not qualified to question."

"Master Juge Ge, I didn't question the rules of the competition, how dare I!" Xiong Wen raised his hands, looking a little panicked: "I didn't think so much, I just don't know if I can still move forward. I was nervous and asked casually."

Ju Kui breathed a sigh of relief: "Since that's the case--"

"But some words are spoken, and no one can think that they have not happened." said Bao Xuanjing in [Sun Room].

"There are so many people present, can you say that you haven't heard it? Can you say that you have forgotten it?"

"Someone spitted a mouthful of phlegm on the flag of Qi. I stood here and had to wipe it off with my own hands. Whether it was my Majesty's suit or my blood."

"Even if he asked casually... how could I not answer seriously?"

The young man Shuo Fang Bo's finger poked out the mirror.

The body of his thin twelve-year-old boy actually crossed the mirror wall without any damage to the mirror wall itself, flew down and landed on the martial arts stage.

Bang!

Half-squatting on the ground, he slowly stood up and raised his purple robe.

The huge martial arts showcase has a vast feeling because of the expansion of the space.

Standing opposite Xiong asked, Bao Xuanjing was a small one.

But he held his head up and looked around, without any fright: "There was a champion of the Great Qi Dynasty who killed the genius on the river platform. The wolf-crushing god is the little world, and the sword is passing by, and there is no match for it."

"In the past, there was a Marquis of Wu'an, a Marquis of Great Qi who went to the River Terrace to watch the river. He would win every battle and show the flag for the country. He drew the most difficult lottery and met the strongest opponent. He never complained about his bad luck in signing, but only asked who the sword forward was against!"

"A true strong man should be fearless of challenges. The more he tries, the more he can verify his sharpness!"

"When Marquis Wu'an walked out of Linzi, he did not have the strength to lead the world. He was on this river-watching platform, step by step, and every battle he had become stronger!"

"I have regarded it as an idol since I was a child, and I want to follow his actions, so I started from now on."

He no longer went to see Xiong Question because he was not only targeting Xiong Question: "This main competition quota belongs to the Great Qi Empire... I can take it out!"

"This is not because the Great Qi Empire has given up the confirmed quota for the main competition. It is because I, Bao Xuanjing, is passionate and reckless, and want to fight for the dignity of the motherland!"

"I've taken any challenge from anyone."

He took a step forward, opened his hands and opened his sleeves: "Let's see if the people who enjoy the title of Daqi today deserve the reputation!"

The scene was still silent, and the cheers that were due did not ring.

The newest ⊥小⊥小⊥ said⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥!

Because on this river viewing platform, he cannot represent the final decision of Qi.

Everyone's eyes turned to the opera, looking at the vast area of ​​Bo Wanghou.

Ju Kui spoke out in an official manner: "Strictly speaking, Qi can only be the main quota of Qi. Xiong Wen is innocent and straightforward, Bao Xuanjing is very brave. After all, it is all the youth's will, and it is not right or wrong. It's just that the rules are here, and you two can't change it by nodding - such a big thing should not be careless, it depends on what Bo Wanghou said."

In the crowded viewing seat, the Qi State delegation occupied one side.

Bo Wanghou of Qi was sitting on his special large chair, which embedded three spectators, and the fluctuations in space power were subtle and difficult to detect.

He has not become fatter over the years, but he is more sensory, as if he needs more space to accommodate him.

Chong Xuanyu was already asleep on his belly.

He picked up his son and handed it to the fourteen next to him.

Walk out of the role of the spectator and return to the identity of the leader of the Qi Kingdom.
To be continued...