The Soft and Adorable Host was Picked Up by the Yandere Bigshot

No one believes that Wen Zuo can lose in martial arts. Even if the minister has never seen Wen Zuo fight against anyone, he has the Wen family's overlord's marksmanship before, and his Majesty personally hired someone to teach him later. Even if he is a fool, his martial arts is not too bad. .

So when I saw Wen Zuo on stage, a group of people below cheered him on.

Of course, it is to cheer secretly.

No one dares to lose their composure in front of His Majesty and all the beauties.

The envoys over there looked at the arrogance of such a young boy on the stage, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Soon someone challenged Wen Zuo on stage.

Wen Zuo looked at the strong man in front of him. His body was full of muscles and he looked very intimidating.

Bai Sang's heart skipped a beat. Although she knew Wen Zuo was very strong in martial arts, she was still worried.

"I heard that no one has ever broken the Wen family's overlord's marksmanship, but I don't believe it."

The man saw Wen Zuo holding a gun in his right hand, with a pair of cloudy eyes shining brightly.

"Then come here." Wen Zuo pointed his spear at the ground and turned slightly sideways. He looked as cool as the wind.

Let some women see it, and their eyes will be dazzled.

Damn, they say military generals are very rude, but Wen Zuo is the son of the famous Marquis Wen Wu. Standing on the stage with a jade tree facing the wind, he is more handsome than the top one on the list of most beautiful men in the capital.

"Why have I never seen Prince Wen attend any banquet?"

"Yes, I have never met Prince Wen at the polo club."

The women gossiped around each other.

Someone knew about it and hurriedly said: "Of course you can't see it. Prince Wen spent more than half a year in the palace practicing martial arts with His Majesty. Now those who are successful in martial arts are being released."

"Ah? Being taken with you by His Majesty?"

These women's eyes came to Bai Sang.

At this time, Bai Sang was wearing a dragon robe, and although her face looked very serious, those who looked carefully could detect tension in her eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty is a role model for us women. I didn't expect that you can be so good at leading people to practice martial arts."

The women looked at Bai Sang without any jealousy, but with admiration.

Just because Your Majesty is a woman, the status of women has increased a lot now.

In the past, women were virtuous if they had no talent, and women would not be thought of in anything they did.

But now that women can be wives, fortune tellers, and do business, no one dares to say that women can't do this or that.

If anyone says that, it is contempt for His Majesty.

Who dares to despise His Majesty?

No one dares.

The competition on the stage ended quickly.

Wen Zuo didn't use much strength to pick the person up and throw him off the stage.

"Concession."

The loser's face showed embarrassment.

Those envoys also knew that although the emperor had changed, there were still masters.

And it is better than the blue.

The people guarding the platform were not so young before.

When Bai Sang saw that Wen Zuo had won, he couldn't help but stand up and clap his hands.

Everyone saw His Majesty clapping his hands and followed suit.

Although I don’t know what clapping means.

But as soon as the clapping started, everyone became excited.

This clapping is so magical.

Wen Zuo looked at Bai Sang and smiled slightly.

Even though he was wearing a mask, this smile still touched people's hearts. Not only did it make the women in the audience go crazy, but even Bai Sang's little heart skipped a beat.

The competition continues later.

Those messengers didn't believe it, such a young boy had such strong martial arts.

Of course, there are also those who want to fight with each other and want to get Wen Zuo down.

It’s a pity that Wen Zuo stood tall on the stage.

There was no fatigue at all, as if defeating these people seemed to be useless at all.

This group of people felt like they had been slapped several times in the face.