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Chapter 1289 The story of the selection of the concubine by eleven beeps outside the episode (3)
Ye Zhe seemed to have sensed everyone's thoughts, and he didn't shy away from it, and showed the note in his hand in front of everyone.

Everyone stretched their necks to see that it was the last one.

The 30 people participating today will play against each other in the order of appearance in the first round. Among the paper balls, one is empty, and whoever catches it will be eliminated, and then the remaining 15 people will be divided into seven groups and continue to fight to advance.Seven people advanced to the third round, and one more person was eliminated in the lottery.

According to this rule, the cycle continues until the last two people are left for the ultimate duel, and the winner is the champion of today's group arena.

After drawing lots, the chief went to ask Gao Yang outside the Linshui Pavilion, and then came back to let the drummer beat the drums, and the competition began.

The first group is Zhao Jing, the eight-year-old son of the Shangshu family of Hubu, depressed about the ten-year-old nephew of the Wenhuadian University scholar's family.

They are still children, and the martial arts scenes are much less murderous than those of adults.

Ye Zhe was sitting on the contestant's bench, playing with the folding fan with sapphire on it boredly, and glanced at the stage from time to time.

The people in the auditorium were much more interested than him, and everyone stared wide-eyed, lest they miss any exciting scene.

Obviously, the two people in the arena were born in civil servant families, their martial arts skills are much softer, and their fights are not so fierce. Zhao Jing is two years older than Shen Yu, and his stature is taller than him. The victory was already expected.

After the principal announced that Depression had won, the next group came on stage.

Feeling bored, Ye Zhe closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep. He didn't care about the stage. He didn't wake up until the first fourteen groups were finished and the master announced the last group and his name on the stage.

Seeing the opponent who was already standing on the stage, Ye Zhe was stunned for a moment.

That person was Ye Yuanqi, the third son of Cheng Wang Ye Ting who went to the feudal land last year. This time, he came to Beijing with the envoy to congratulate the regent princess on the birth of a young son.

This person is also interested in Gao Yang?

Ye Zhe narrowed his eyes.

When Cheng Wang Ye Ting was still in the imperial capital, he once held an eight-year-old birthday banquet for his youngest son. At that time, most of the officials of the court attended, including the former emperor Ye Tianyu, the regent Ye Hen, the regent princess Baili Changge, An Wang Yezhan, the scene is extremely spectacular.

Because of this, most officials in the court knew the third son.Seeing him standing on the ring at this time, everyone opened their mouths wide in surprise, thinking that they were hallucinating.

Ye Yuanqi stood on the ring, completely ignoring everyone's surprise or admiration, he just looked straight at Ye Zhe on the contestant's bench, and politely said, "Brother Ye, please!"

Ye Zhe is a few years younger than Ye Yuanqi, and there is a difference in height between the two.

When everyone looked at Ye Zhe, they couldn't help sweating for him. Although this guy has a good aura, but after all, there is a height limit, it may be difficult to win Ye Yuanqi.

After being slightly stunned, Ye Zhe casually picked up the folding fan that fell to the ground due to dozing off, slowly opened it, and walked onto the ring with a smile.

He has a dignified appearance and a natural good temperament. When he walks, the dark red robe looks like a red lotus blooming all over the place. He is gorgeous and coquettish, frivolous and flamboyant, but there is no sense of disobedience, as if he was born like this.

Facing such an opponent who was younger than him but full of confidence, Ye Yuanqi was a little surprised.

He glanced at the folding fan that Ye Zhe couldn't put it down, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ye, don't you plan to choose a weapon?"

Ye Zhe smiled, closed the folding fan, tapped on the palm of his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't need weapons."

(End of this chapter)