Wen Ranran stood there and looked at the people watching in the audience.
"Who wants to come first?" Wen Ranran put her hands behind her back, "If anyone can force me to draw the sword, then he can also get a hundred taels of prizes!"
As soon as these words came out, a group of gentlemen could not sit still.
Forcing you to draw a sword?! Does that mean you don’t need a sword to fight?! This is too arrogant!
The men in the military camp always spoke with their fists. As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately started whispering.
But no one dared to come up.
After all, Wen Ranran at this moment is not only a little girl, but also a noble princess.
What if the princess is accidentally injured and she turns around to complain?
The prince seems to be a protector of shortcomings, why don't you skin them when the time comes?
Wen Ranran waited for a while and looked at the people in the audience, slightly disappointed.
"I thought Feng Cheng's men were all elite soldiers, but I didn't expect them all to be cowards, and they were actually afraid of a little girl like me!"
After saying such irritating words, someone finally took the bait.
"Grandma's! I'll come! Everyone in the military camp is a good man, who cares what princess you are! If the fight continues later, don't cry to your husband to beg for mercy!"
A tall and thick man with a beard all over his face jumped onto the ring and looked quite fierce.
Wen Ranran nodded, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"Very good! Good man! Let's begin!"
At this time, Cheng Hong was sitting on the most favorable terrain to watch the battle, accompanied by Wan Guangsheng, Jiang Tang, Shen Tong and Yuan Lan.
Yuan Lan was worried, "I remember that this little girl used to have good skills, but she has no internal strength. Will she suffer a loss if she fights like this?"
Wan Guangsheng had never seen Wen Ranran take action and was a little curious.
Yuan Lan sighed a little.
"Hey, pity our delicate and kind-hearted little girl, she can do this for Xia Lishuang!"
Jiang Tang and Shen Tong had a cold war together.
"Kind?!"
"Delicate?!"
The former sentence was said by Shen Tong, and the latter sentence was said by Jiang Tang.
"Ah? Isn't it?"
Shen Tong took a deep breath.
"You may not know that I was captured by her for some reasons at that time. She gave me itching powder and tied me up to take off my pants, intending to make me homeless for the rest of my life..."
Jiang Tang also shivered smartly.
"I was asked to spar with her every day for various reasons in the house, but every time she drove me to the point of being furious and panicking. Of course, when she later found out that I was no longer worthy of her, she tortured Qian Yu instead..."
Yuan Lan: "..."
That's really strong...
While talking, the two people on the stage had already started discussing.
Wen Ranran didn't draw his sword. The strong man probably didn't want to bully the little girl, so he didn't draw his sword either. He just waved his fist and rushed towards Wen Ranran. The fist even carried strong wind, and it was very powerful at first glance.
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However, Wen Ranran stood still and did not move, just letting the fist come towards her face.
"My mother too! Get away! Get away!" Qin Zhuo on the side jumped anxiously.
Although we talk about sparring, if we are really injured, no one will be able to answer to the prince!
Seeing that the fist was close at hand, Wen Ranran took action instantly, blocking her body with her thin palm, firmly clamping down on the powerful fist.
"Hehe! Not bad!" Wen Ranran smiled.
The big man suddenly realized something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to rush over, but found that Wen Ranran's thin body in front of him seemed to have infinite energy.
For a moment, his fist could not move any further.
The big man gritted his teeth and swept his legs, preparing to attack Wen Ranran from all three directions.
Wen Ranran's eyes were cunning, and she instantly jumped into the air. With the strength of grabbing the opponent's fist, she was as light as a swallow, and instantly flew behind the opponent.
Before the man could react, Wen Ranran kicked him in the back and kicked him off the stage.
The scene suddenly fell into dead silence, and everyone who had been whispering just now seemed to have their necks pinched.