Zhongli stood on the high platform with a hint of helplessness on his face. Why did the Dragon God choose him?

"Lord Dragon God, this son..." The emperor was a little hesitant. He knew about Zhongli's situation, but for some reason, the Dragon God fell in love with him.

"Haha, this guy is not simple, just let me see his skills." Dragon God smiled faintly.

The emperor was stunned and said a little embarrassedly: "Lord Dragon God, this young man on the stage has been weak since childhood and has no cultivation at all..."

Long Shen raised his delicate eyebrows and said in confusion: "No, my feeling will not go wrong! Let's take a look first."

The emperor was helpless, and the Dragon God's tone was unquestionable. He did not dare to go against the Dragon God's wishes. He was just arguing with others, so let the younger generation play.

"Father, Zhongli's situation is special. Zhu Hong's cultivation is the lowest here. You might as well let him discuss with Zhongli." The prince stood up with a smile and said to the emperor.

The emperor turned his head and looked at the Dragon God. The Dragon God did not comment and his face was calm.

"Okay, then let Zhu Hong come up." Seeing that the Dragon God did not object, the emperor immediately agreed.

On the left back of the prince, a young man stood up, his body was strong, and his small eyes were shining brightly.

"Zhu Hong, go up and have a discussion with Master Zhong. Remember not to use the power of Tao!" The prince sat in his seat and said.

The young man bowed his hand and turned around and stepped onto the stage.

"Please, Mr. Zhong!" The young man had already set off without any extra words.

"Haha, please show mercy to brothers!" Zhongli looked at the prince in the audience.

Zhu Hong is the prince's companion to read.

As soon as Zhongli finished speaking, Zhu Hong rushed up, stepped on the platform, causing a slight vibration, and clenched his fist with his right hand and hit Zhongli.

The fist was still a little far away from him, and Zhongli felt a strong wind, his face changed, and he avoided sideways. However, Zhu Hong also reacted quickly, turning his fist into claws, and grabbed it straight towards Zhongli's chest.

Zhongli reached out to block it, and Zhu Hong slapped it directly on Zhongli's fist with a palm.

Zhongli took three steps back before stopping, his face pale. The other party's physique was too strong. The martial arts he and Uncle Li learned were almost useless to face him.

After rubbing his right hand, Zhongli took a deep breath.

Zhu Hong laughed, not giving Zhongli a chance to breathe, and approached with great strides.

Zhongli moved around and stopped fighting head-on with the other party, avoiding the other party's attack.

However, the location of the platform is limited, and Zhu Hong's speed is also very fast. He hit Zhongli from time to time, making Zhongli's face slightly pale.

There was a booing sound from the audience, and Zhongli was obviously at a disadvantage. It was only a matter of time before the defeat. This battle was even more boring than the one between the prince and the second prince just now.

"No!" Dragon God sat above, frowned, "This kid's body is obviously...but why is he bullied like this by such an ant!?"

The emperor was puzzled and looked at the Dragon God. He didn't understand what the Dragon God saw in Zhongli, but the Dragon God did not want to explain it to him, and focused on the battle on the stage.

As time passed, Zhongli's physical strength dropped rapidly, and his figure to avoid Zhu Hong's attack became slower and slower.

Zhongli was waiting for an opportunity to attack Zhu Hong's joints, but it was difficult to cause damage to the other party, so he could only slightly block Zhu Hong's footsteps.

At this moment, there was no blood on Zhongli's face, and the loss of physical strength was a bit unbearable for him now.

"Young Master, admit defeat!" Lu Yuan stood beside Zhong Yun at this moment and shouted loudly.

Zhongli did not dare to use Taoist power anymore at this moment, and he could not compete with the other party with his body alone.

"Shut up!" Dragon God looked at Lu Yuan like lightning.

Lu Yuan was shocked and dared not speak.

Zhong Yun's face looked ugly. The Dragon God paid attention to Zhongli for some reason. At this moment, he saw that Zhongli was not in charge, but he did not shout to stop and still wanted Zhongli to continue fighting.

"That boy, don't hurt him!" Long Shen spoke and added to Zhu Hong.

The prince looked relaxed at this moment and arranged for Zhu Hong to go up. He had already planned.

Although Zhu Hong's cultivation is not very strong, his body is very strong. Although he doesn't know why Zhongli, a person who cannot practice, can use Taoist techniques, he found that Zhongli cannot last long. As long as Zhu Hong survives for a while, Zhongli will not be his opponent.

But the prince himself did not expect that Zhu Hong would be so relaxed. Zhongli was beaten so embarrassedly, but he still did not use Taoist techniques. Is it because he could no longer use it?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the prince's face. If it goes well, then Zhu Hong...

At this moment, Zhongli was on the stage, gasping for breath. Zhu Hong's repeated attacks made him exhausted. He did not want to use the Taoist power. Since the black shadow attached to his body dissipated, Zhongli found that using the Taoist power to fight would consume his life.

As he was about to completely cure the disease, Zhongli didn't want to make a mistake at this moment.

When Zhu Hong heard the Dragon God’s warning, he looked back at the prince with a little hesitation.

The prince nodded gently.

Zhu Hong looked at Zhongli again with a fierce look.

Immediately, Zhu Hong took a big strode, clasped his fists and smashed it hard at Zhongli.

However, no one in the audience noticed that there was a faint fluctuation of Taoist power on Zhu Hong's hands at this moment.

Zhongli was shocked when he saw the glimmer of light flashing across Zhu Hong's hands and hurriedly wanted to retreat and dodge.

However, Zhongli's physical strength was no longer enough, and Zhu Hong's speed was far beyond his speed. Even though he had tried his best to avoid it, he still had no attack range of Zhu Hong.

With a "bang", Zhu Hong hit Zhongli's arm with both fists.

Zhongli was so smashed that he fell to the ground. He rolled back and then removed his strength. His arms were painful and he felt a little numb.

Zhu Hong took advantage of the situation and flew up, kicking Zhongli in front of the chest. Zhongli fell back again, and was about to fall from the stage.

Zhong Yun and Lu Yuan, who were standing in the audience, were furious and watched Zhong Li being humiliated on the stage.

"Your Majesty..." Zhong Yun stood up and wanted to stop him.

"Shut up!" The Dragon God scolded again impatiently, staring at Zhongli with his eyes tightly.

The emperor shook his head gently at Zhong Yun, and the Dragon God insisted that as long as Zhong Li had no worries about his life, he would not be able to intervene.

"Hey, Mr. Zhong, why are you so weak today?" Zhu Hong said maliciously.

Zhongli's mouth was bleeding and he didn't say anything. It was not that he had thought of admitting defeat, but his identity did not allow him to admit defeat so easily. Moreover, the Dragon God on the stage seemed to pay special attention to him. He also wanted to take this opportunity to gain a little favor to the Dragon God and find out his own problems.

He slowly stood up and Zhongli looked at Zhu Hong calmly.

Zhu Hong's face showed a hint of ferociousness. The other party was the son of the right prime minister. Now he was humiliated by him in various ways on stage, but he didn't know what the right prime minister in the audience felt.

"No! There is something strange about this guy!" The Dragon God sat on the throne and kept muttering.

The emperor was speechless. The Dragon God had said more than once, but nothing happened to Zhongli. Zhu Hong was beaten like this after three punches and two kicks.
Chapter completed!