The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Zhao Zhui was a top scholar in martial arts in his previous life and the eldest son of the Xing'an Earl's Mansion.

It is said that the third place winner must have the best appearance, but although Zhao Zhui is not ugly, his appearance is not outstanding either.

Even so, Emperor Mingde still personally selected him as the third place in the imperial examination. It can be seen that this person is the kind of person who does not impress you at first sight, but only after careful consideration can you know that he is ingenious.

This man died early, but he had a profound influence on the North Wing.

At this moment, Yue Cong did not dare to move rashly because of Hu Wei's previous experience. He first stabilized his lower body to ensure that he would not be knocked off the stage by a punch.

Then he just looked at Zhao Zhui for a long while.

Zhao Zhui frowned, "Why don't you do it?"

Yue Cong was even more certain that whoever started the fight first would suffer no good consequences. Jiong Jiong looked at the other party and said, "You go first."

Zhao Zhui didn't want to move either.

He is not very strong in fists and feet, but is good at mechanical devices.

If you are good at setting up mechanisms, you will be good at finding your opponent's loopholes.

How can he know where the loophole is if his opponent doesn’t move?

For a moment, the ring was in a stalemate.

The two of them looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to take action.

There was a lot of chatter in the stands.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes? Why are they standing there motionless?"

"What kind of fighting style is this? Are you trying to stare a hole through the opponent?"

It’s no wonder that Zhao Zhui just wanted to stare a hole in the opponent.

He observed the way he stood, his hand gestures, and the degree and direction of his body tilt, and discovered that he was left-handed.

Although he had some thoughts in mind, he remained patient and did nothing.

Yue Cong naturally had the same idea. Few people knew that he was left-handed, so he usually practiced martial arts with his right hand, while storing power with his left hand, so that he could attack his opponent unexpectedly.

The drum sounded on the field, urging both sides to start for the second time.

This time, the two men attacked almost at the same time, and the fight was fierce.

Zhao Zhui used conventional attack methods and fought with him for several moves.

Yue Cong gradually discovered that this guy did not win by strength, and his hand and foot skills were only average. He was overjoyed and gradually strengthened his offensive.

For a while, Yue Cong had the upper hand with an overwhelming advantage.

The audience in the stands were in high spirits, and the candidates were also excited.

If Yue Cong wins, it will be of extraordinary significance. He breaks the myth of Yunqi Academy being the champion of all arenas, and at the same time proves that Yunqi Academy is not an unbeatable existence.

I don’t know who shouted “Yue Cong will win”, but for a moment everyone on the field was shouting “Yue Cong will win”.

This was the first time that Yunqi Academy lost ground in the viewing platform.

If Shi Yunqi stood up at this time and took the lead in cheering Zhao Zhui, the wind direction would probably change.

But Shi Yunqi sat in the stands, motionless, and his expression did not change at all. Looking at Shi Anxia beside him, he was also calm, and even had a faint smile on his face.

Emperor Mingde asked Cen Yuan who was sitting next to him, "Aren't you worried?"

Cen Yuan comforted Emperor Mingde, "We are all your subjects, father. You should treat them equally and don't be biased towards Yunqi Academy."

Emperor Mingde was choked, "..." Want to beat this bad boy! Does this mean that I am not big enough?

Of course, my people are my people! But I am also a human being, and I have preferences.

Eunuch Qi was also very angry. Didn't they say that the Prince Consort was a man of few words? Why was he talking more and more, and even interrupting him?

There's no way to do the work!

With the enthusiastic cheers of "Yue Cong" from the audience, Yue Cong's techniques became more fierce and his footwork became more skillful.

He was accumulating strength, accumulating strength in his left hand.

Once he gets an opportunity, he will use his left hand as the main attack and hit the target with one strike.

This was his secret. In his past competitions with students from Yunqi Academy, he would rather lose than show his true abilities.

But until now, Yue Cong has not found any opportunity to take advantage of Zhao Zhui.

No matter how fierce and aggressive he was, the opponent seemed to be calm and composed, able to counter his moves.

Zhao Zhui's fighting style was indeed not outstanding, but no matter how outstanding his opponent was or how much he had the upper hand, he still couldn't gain any advantage.

It was not until he had dismantled thirty or fifty moves that Emperor Mingde finally saw something. "So your student is the type that can withstand attacks?"

Cen Yuan just smiled and said nothing, keeping the secret secret, with a hint of pride between his eyebrows.

Emperor Mingde couldn't stand his unfathomable nature, "If we keep fighting like this, the battle won't end until the sun sets."

Cen Yuan reminded him, "Father, it's raining outside."

Emperor Mingde was furious and turned his gaze back to the arena. How can you describe this kind of competition? No matter if you turn your head to talk or go to the toilet and come back, it will not affect the viewing experience.

Anyway, it's just a back-and-forth fight with no winner or loser, no thrills, and it makes people sleepy.

At first, the audience was still shouting "Yue Cong will win", but they lost their enthusiasm. Everyone stopped, because they really didn't see the hope of "winning", and of course they didn't see the direction of defeat.

I always feel like there's something missing!

Yue Cong, did you miss breakfast? Why does every punch you throw look powerful but never hit the target?

Yue Cong himself was secretly anxious.

Especially when he saw that Zhao Zhui's expression didn't change from beginning to end, and he barely even breathed, he felt a little upset.

He was already running out of stamina, and he was getting more and more anxious. Every time he was about to attack with his left hand, Zhao Zhui would be able to steadily change to a better position, making it impossible for him to attack with his left hand, so he had to continue to attack with his right hand.

But his right hand was just an embellishment and he couldn't defeat the enemy with one move, let alone knock someone off the stage with one punch like Xing Mingyue did.

One incense stick of time passed, two incense sticks of time passed... five incense sticks of time passed.

The sand in the timing on the field is about to leak out.

All the moves that Yue Cong had learned were also demonstrated.

However, Zhao Zhui always uses the same two moves, which look ordinary and have no highlights.

But just before the sand leaked out, Yue Cong seemed to have found an opportunity and struck out powerfully with his left hand.

Zhao Zhui dodged accurately without any surprise... No, he didn't dodge. He just used a fake move to deceive his opponent, and then raised his foot and kicked with all his strength.

The kick was ordinary, but the force was so strong that Yue Cong was kicked off the ring without any preparation.

It seemed like in the entire fight, Zhao Zhui might have only really used this one move.

It happened in a blink of an eye, and even the people in the stands didn't react.

This feeling of not being able to react was exactly the same as when Hu Wei was knocked out by Xing Mingyue's punch in the first game.

Boom! It's gone!

Zhao Zhui seemed to be taking a walk, patted the corners of his clothes, and clasped his fists towards Yue Cong in the audience: "Thank you!"

Yue Cong was dumbfounded. Did he have the upper hand for so long but it was all in vain?

Emperor Mingde asked Cen Yuan, "Is your student teasing me on purpose?"

Cen Yuan shook his head, "He's not good at boxing and kicking."

Emperor Mingde: “…”

I just don’t know how to ask the question.

Cen Yuan said confidently, "You will like him."

He is the third place winner you handpicked!

Because I spent all my energy on other things, I only learned two or three moves of kung fu.

Just practice these two or three moves.

But these two or three solid moves can deal with everyone, including Xing Mingyue and Wei Yuzhi, who were strong-willed and could not get the upper hand from Zhao Zhui.

What about Yue Cong?

But Zhao Zhui's moves were too ordinary, and the candidates felt that they still had the strength to fight. So several people came to challenge Zhao Zhui.