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

Ma Chuyang stood in front of Liu Wu, as slender as a woman.

Moreover, he has always looked like a woman.

It is clearly the same face as Ma Chuyi. I don’t understand why Ma Chuyi can have such a serious expression and every line on his face is sharp and cold.

But when she got to Ma Chuyang, she looked different. She had red lips, white teeth, and delicate skin.

At first, many people suspected that Mrs. Ma had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

Mrs. Ma was also very tough. She showed everyone that her son was a man when she first met him. This incident made Ma Chuyang resent his mother for many years, saying that she ignored his shame and let people see his privacy.

His mother disagreed, "You were only two or three years old at that time, why should you be ashamed? It's your own fault. It would be great if you were a girl. As a mother, I don't need to envy other people's little cotton-padded jackets."

At this time, Madam Ma was also in the stands, covering her eyes and half-watching, "It's all over, we just ran into a tough guy. My... no, how can my son be his opponent! Oh!"

It’s no big deal if my son loses, but it’s a big deal if the undefeated legend of Yunqi Academy is broken.

At this time, the two people on the stage had been gathering their strength for a long time.

Liu Wu looked at Ma Chuyang with contempt, and his meaning was very clear, he looked like a woman! It was all luck that he could get to where he is now.

He watched Ma Chuyang's three games yesterday, and without exception, it was because his opponents were too weak that Ma Chuyang was able to defend his title successfully.

He has been eager to try it.

Ma Chuyang was not happy, "Hey, what do you mean? Who are you looking down on with that look?"

He is the kind of person who will ask questions on the spot if he has any questions. He can't live without keeping them in.

Liu Wu sneered and didn't say anything. He just stretched out a hand as big as a palm-leaf fan and made a gesture to crush him to death.

Then Ma Chuyang couldn't fall behind, so he also gave a thumbs down.

In this way, the two of them fought back and forth with their eyes, gestures, and expressions, and neither of them was willing to give in.

The examiner couldn't help but ask, "Are you two going to fight or not?"

A drum bang sounded, urging the competition to begin for the second time.

People in the stands were also talking about it, "It feels like Ma Chuyang is finished, he's not on the same level."

"Does Yunqi Academy recruit students based on appearance? I just discovered that Ma Chuyang is also good-looking."

"He is indeed good-looking. If he didn't look like a monkey normally, he would have stood out in the harem selection with his looks."

"In fact, Zhao Zhui from Yunqi Academy is also good-looking. I watched five shows of his yesterday, and the more I watched, the more I found him attractive."

Amidst the off-topic discussions, the two people on the stage moved at the same time.

To be exact, Liu Wu launched an attack with lightning speed. And Ma Chuyang... started running.

There was a scene of people chasing each other and joking on the stage.

Everyone: "..."

Mrs. Ma was furious, "What is your son doing?"

General Ma tried his best to hold back. "Strategy."

"Bullshit! He ran away just because he couldn't win." Mrs. Ma stroked her forehead.

Originally, General Ma was going to set off for Qizhou yesterday to cooperate with Lord Zhao in capturing the Ying family. However, thinking that his son still had a competition, he specially requested to let the vanguard army go first. He would rush there after watching his son's competition today.

General Ma sighed, "Last night, your son pestered me to fight twice. I injured him."

Madam Ma: “…”

Heart, you are really my father!

What was even more heart-wrenching was Ma Chuyang's shrill screams on the stage. He ran and screamed, making it hard to tell that this was a ring match.

Liu Wu was also very angry. While grabbing people, he yelled, "Why are you screaming? I haven't even hit you yet!"

Ma Chuyang turned his head and smiled, "Lululu! Wait until you hit me before you scream. Is it too late?"

Liu Wu continued to yell, "Stop! Let's have a good fight!"

"I won't!" Ma Chuyang continued running.

Liu Wu was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He felt that he was being teased and disrespected. He was about to speak when he saw Ma Chuyang's face, which was originally as beautiful as a flower, suddenly turned cold.

Those phoenix eyes were full of contempt.

As if it was an illusion, Ma Chuyang smiled and turned around to continue running.

Liu Wu had no choice but to continue chasing.

He was from Wen Cang Academy. The entire Wen Cang Academy was holding its breath and wanted to avenge the shame!

During the imperial examination, Wencang Academy was punished and became a big joke in the circle. Nowadays, when people mention them, they still say "the academy that beats people when it can't stand losing."

This time, they sent Liu Wu, who had to defeat Yunqi Academy in the competition.

It doesn't matter whether he gets the top prize or not, after all, Liu Wu's archery and horseback archery are both weak points, and he can't get many points. Looking at his current ranking of 30, you can see his level.

But fighting was his strong point, and he had to win. So when Liu Wu came up, he had the momentum of a mountain pressing down on him.

In fact, the ring was not big, and according to reason, he should have caught the person long ago. But strangely, Liu Wu couldn't catch him.

Liu Wu walked like a mountain, and with every step he took, the arena shook.

Ma Chuyang, however, was like a mouse, slithering away, light and abominable, leaving people helpless.

Liu Wu's eyes were red with anger, "Are you going to fight or not? If not, then you have to admit defeat!"

Before Ma Chuyang could reply, Tang Xinghe, who was watching the excitement on the other stage, shouted back, "Why do you admit defeat? If you want to admit defeat, then admit it!"

The examiner glared angrily, "Tang Xinghe, be quiet!"

"Oh!" Tang Xinghe sat cross-legged on his own stage, gave Ma Chuyang a thumbs up, and gave Liu Wu a thumbs down.

Ma Chuyi asked Cen Yuan, "Is this the tactic you taught me?"

Cen Yuan said, "He invented it himself. I didn't teach him to run. Do you think running doesn't take energy?"

Ma Chuyi rubbed his brows and said, "Everyone in my Ma family wins and loses fairly. How come there is such a person..."

Opportunistic!

Cen Yuan disagreed, "It doesn't matter if the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice it's a good cat. No one says you can't run on the ring. The ring is so small, and being able to prevent others from even touching the corner of your clothes is also a skill."

Ma Chuyi was shocked, and he could smell a hint of doting from Cen Yuan's words and expression.

At this time, three incense sticks had passed.

Liu Wu knew very well that this fighting style was exactly the same as Zhao Zhui's. It was to consume physical strength and patience, and when someone got annoyed and impatient, he would strike unexpectedly.

He looked down upon this effeminate man even more and quickly calmed himself down.

He seemed to be still chasing, but in fact he had slowed down. By observing Ma Chuyang's pace and movements, he could actually see some clues.

The next moment, he predicted the opponent's movement and stepped into that position first.

Ma Chuyang was feeling proud when, with a bang, his eyes went dark and he crashed into Liu Wu's chest, which was as hard as a rock.

Liu Wu took advantage of the situation and threw a punch straight at Ma Chuyang's face.

Ma Chuyang turned his head to avoid it, but he managed to avoid his face but not his shoulder.

The man fell like a kite and was about to fly out of the ring. Ma Chuyang used his hands and feet to rub scratches on the ground.

The lower half of his body was hanging outside the ring, while the larger half was on it.

As long as you haven't fallen, you haven't lost.

But Liu Wu, the walking mountain, was already approaching, raising his fist, ready to beat the sissy dog ​​to death.

He didn't fight properly, so he had to run all over the ring and was exhausted.

He had to end this game quickly.

The fist smashed down towards the opponent's stomach, but unexpectedly, Ma Chuyang's beautiful white hands suddenly grabbed his thick wrist.