Cheng Yaojin was surprised, but also helpless.

He knew that a head-on confrontation between him and the Eighth Prince would definitely not work.

Not to mention that I can't defeat the Eighth Prince, if I use too much force and injure the Eighth Prince, then the gain will outweigh the loss.

The Eighth Prince is now the number one child prodigy in the Tang Dynasty, and he is favored by Li Shimin.

None of the court officials dared to act arrogantly towards Li Chengfeng.

Cheng Yaojin thought for a while, smiled, and said: "Eighth Prince, don't say that the old minister bullied the young and bullied you!"

"How about this, how about I make a bet with you?"

"Okay! What are you betting on?"

Li Chengfeng's big eyes wandered. He wanted to see what other tricks Cheng Yaojin could pull off.

The big black dog Li Chengfeng has been bailed out. He will not let Cheng Yaojin take the big black dog back.

Cheng Yaojin said: "Eighth Prince, I am standing here to receive your three punches! If I can receive your three punches, then the Western Region Divine Dog will be left to me. If I cannot receive your three punches, I will

, how about the old minister voluntarily return to the palace and accept the emperor’s punishment?”

"Okay, then let's make a bet. It's your decision. Don't go back on it!"

"It's natural. As the saying goes, a gentleman's words are hard to follow. Although I, Cheng Yaojin, am a rough man, I am still very particular about trustworthiness!"

Cheng Yaojin smiled.

Seeing Li Chengfeng fall into his trap, can Cheng Yaojin be unhappy?

Let alone receiving three punches from Li Chengfeng, Cheng Yaojin would have no problem receiving three punches from an ordinary soldier.

I remember when I was galloping on the battlefield, I had experienced battles large and small, and I had already developed a body of copper and iron.

If you can't even catch a six-year-old child's fist, then it will be a joke.

Although, the Eighth Prince cannot be treated with common sense.

But six years old is six years old after all. Is it possible that he can punch a thousand kilograms with one punch?

However, Li Chengfeng had a sly smile on his face.

He has the power of overlord purchased in the system, and the power of one punch can really hit a thousand kilograms.

"Huhu..."

Li Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief into his little fist, looked at Cheng Yaojin, and said, "Gong Lu, are you ready?"

"Of course, I just stand here and don't move, just take the Eighth Prince's three punches!"

Cheng Yaojin looked at the guards on the side and said, "Everyone, please remember to give me the Eighth Prince to testify. Whoever loses must follow the bet, do you understand?"

"Yes, Duke Lu!"

All the guards said in unison.

Li Chengfeng showed a sly smile on his face and said, "Then I'm welcome!"

"Come on, Eighth Prince, I will never regret it!"

"good!"

Li Chengfeng clenched his fists, stepped forward quickly, and then punched Cheng Yaojin in the stomach.

A "touch!" sounded.

Cheng Yaojin's face suddenly turned sallow.

Is this something wrong?

Why does it hurt so much?

Cheng Yaojin felt as if his stomach had been hit by a cow, and his stomach suddenly turned upside down.

"cough……"

With a "thump" sound, Cheng Yaojin covered his stomach and slowly knelt down on the ground, his face turning pale.

The pain is really too painful.

The force of the Eighth Prince's punch just now was at least 300 kilograms, right?

This is already a power that only a super general can exert.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Yaojin stood up from the ground.

The color finally returned to his face and he said: "Okay, Eighth Prince, the veteran has received the first punch, so the next step is the second punch!"

"Okay, since you are looking for death, then you can't blame me! In the first punch just now, I only used 30% of my strength. If you insist on insisting on it, then you can't blame me!"

"The power of the Overlord, 100% of the power, fully activated!"

"Roar……"

Li Chengfeng immediately ran away, angrily unleashing 100% of the Overlord's power.

"boom!"

Li Chengfeng stepped down and even made a huge hole in the land in the courtyard of the Zhenwang Mansion.

Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened?

Damn it, who can withstand this?

However, Li Chengfeng is extremely fast. If he wants to dodge at this moment, it may be too late.

So Cheng Yaojin only had to use his hands to protect his abdomen.

"bump!"

The sound was like muffled thunder.

Cheng Yaojin's body weighing nearly 200 kilograms was actually knocked away by Li Chengfeng with one punch?

Damn it? At this moment, Cheng Yaojin’s face was messy in the wind with a melancholy look on his face. Is this really the power that a six-year-old child has?

Even Qin Qiong can't do it, so he can punch himself away, right?

But the Eighth Prince did it.

His small body contained extremely powerful explosive power. With one punch, Cheng Yaojin felt his arms go numb, as if they were no longer his own hands.

Cheng Yaojin flew upside down in the air for more than ten meters before stopping, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It was so dangerous. If I hadn't protected my abdomen with both hands and buffered most of the power, I might have been punched by the Eighth Prince just now until I vomited blood and died!

Cheng Yaojin wiped the sweat from his forehead, still feeling lingering fear.

However, the guards on the side were all shocked.

Because they really couldn't imagine why Li Chengfeng, with his small body, could punch away the 200-pound Duke Lu with one punch?

Isn't this unscientific?

"Hey, Duke Lu, this is the second punch. There is also a third punch. Do you want to come again?"

"Ding, the fear from Cheng Yaojin has a naughty value of 20!"

Cheng Yaojin began to panic.

Although Li Chengfeng smiled, as if humans and animals were harmless, Cheng Yaojin knew that Li Chengfeng would really kill him.

If I hadn't protected my abdomen just now, I might have fallen to the ground right now, vomiting blood.

Cheng Yaojin was stunned, and he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "I can't save the Eighth Prince, it's me who lost, and I'm willing to admit defeat! I won't catch your pet dog, I'm going back to take my life again!"

"well……"

Cheng Yaojin sighed heavily, and then staggered back to the palace with the help of several guards.

Li Chengfeng looked at Cheng Yaojin's retreating figure and shook his head helplessly.

You told me not to bet with me a long time ago. I, Li Chengfeng, have never lost a bet. Aren't you asking for trouble?

…

Speaking of which, the return journey is gold.

Cheng Yaojin returned to the palace and told Li Shimin what he had just experienced.

When Li Shimin heard this, Long Yan was furious and shouted: "Trash, I asked you to catch a dog, but you can't catch it? What's the use of you?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! It's not that I can't catch him! It's that the Eighth Prince wants to protect that divine dog from the Western Regions?" Cheng Yaojin said aggrievedly.

Li Shimin asked: "What is the relationship between the Eighth Prince and the Western Region Divine Dog in the Imperial Kitchen?"

"It seems that the Eighth Prince has adopted the Divine Dog of the Western Regions as his pet dog! Moreover, the Eighth Prince also said that the dog's body cannot cure hydrophobia at all. If hydrophobia breaks out, then all we can do is wait.
Chapter completed!