Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 503 I want to eat
The two bodies were almost shirtless and wrestled together.

All around were frenzied shouts.

"God of War, God of War!"

"Win him, win him!"

"Bless the God of War! Bless the God of War!"

The shouts are like waves, one wave after another.

Jing people are sincere in everything they do, and wrestling is also a real fall, and it's not a problem to have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Injuries are common in wrestling matches, and it's strange not to get injured.

The monks in the audience were no longer calm, and they were busy taking over the wounded one after another.

The game started from the rising sun, to the night with fire and stars, and finally reached the final intense stage.

Because Emperor Jing personally ordered this year's wrestling competition, in addition to prizes, the top three can also make a reasonable request.

The top three who participated in the award before will generally not participate in the competition in the coming year.

To win the first place in wrestling, it really depends on the physical condition.

Only when you are at your peak will you have a chance to stand out from thousands of heroes.

But because of the frenzy at the scene, even the women's stand screamed and shouted, because at this moment on the high platform, two people were wrestling, a strong man with a height of eight feet, and his opponent was a black and thin boy who was only six feet tall.

The young man was thrown out several times, but he never fell down.

Getting up again and again, he seemed to be covered in blood, flowing from his head and mouth.

But like a wild wolf, he rushed forward again and again.

Ah Xun never liked to watch such bloody scenes, nor did he like to watch wrestling, so he might as well read a few more books when he has this time.

But looking at that thin figure at this moment, it seems to be seeing himself and Fifth Brother in the prisoners' cave.

He doesn't seem to be wrestling, he doesn't seem to care about life and death at all.

Time and time again, the opponent was shocked.

His eyes were like a wolf's, staring at each other.

At this moment, Prince Yun's brother was no longer in the stands, and there were too many injured people, so he went to help treat them together.

And the fifth brother of the Lu family just went to warm up, and didn't want to compete for the top three. After all, the top three in wrestling is too important to the people of Jing country.

After feeling the atmosphere, he and the big fat monk treated the injured.

Speaking of which, the medical treatment level of Jing people is really bad.

Maybe it's because their lives are hard, or maybe it's because their lives are worthless, they are all handled indiscriminately.

This is how these monks deal with wounds, more soothing than healing.

Lu Wu, because Ah Xun was in poor health in the past, he cared about these all the year round, but he seemed more professional than them.

He cooperates very well with the eldest brother Ah Ba.

Both of them were standing under the stage at the moment, looking at the black and thin boy.

Even Emperor Jing is the same at this moment.

Everyone unconsciously stopped their movements.

The shouting stopped. The scene on the stage was really life and death, not just wrestling.

Finally, after struggling for countless times, the thin, six-foot man exhausted his opponent to the point of exhaustion. Taking advantage of his inattention, he knocked him off the ring.

He won.

Acquired No.3.

On the other side, the results of the first and second places were also compared, but they were not as heroic as him.

The bonfire burned as high as a building.

Jing Huang also watched with enthusiasm, and personally presented rewards to the top three heroes.

In addition to a sword for each person, there is also money.

Jinghuang especially looked at the black and thin boy whose face was blurred with blood and flesh.

"You are all heroes of the Jing Kingdom, and you are all true descendants of the God of War. Blessed by the God of War, I can grant each of you a wish, and you can say it out loud."

Everyone looked at the three men enviously.

Although the description is embarrassing, it is really enviable. Emperor Jing is talking to them, but he is really talking face to face.

At this moment Prince Yun and Ah Xun are at Emperor Jing's side.

I saw the man who won the first place in wrestling this time knelt down firmly on his knees, looked at Emperor Jing devoutly, and said: "I want to go to the battlefield and lead troops to kill the enemy. In the future, I will be a great general like General Deadwood. Yang the world."

Emperor Jing nodded with a smile.

"promise."

The No.2 man is also very strong, just standing there, his chest muscles seem to be wriggling, bouncing back and forth.

"Your Majesty, I, I want to marry the daughter of Lord Wuli's family, Langhua. I agree with Langhua, but Lord Wuli said that I want to marry Langhua. In the next life, unless the wild boar climbs the tree and the emperor bestows a marriage, so I I want to ask the emperor to marry me."

Emperor Jing thought that he would still seek to be an official, but he didn't expect it to be so.

But I still appreciate it very much, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I will send someone to verify, if you really agree to reconcile, I wish you a happy relationship for a hundred years, as for the wild boar, you can tie one and hang it on the tree... Hahahaha .”

The other courtiers also laughed when they heard Emperor Jing's laughter.

The man couldn't help but smile, his whole face was full of smiles, and he nodded happily.

In the end, there was only the black and thin man who had a hard time getting No.3.

The winners of wrestling matches are strong men, tall, with a minimum height of eight feet.

But the young man in front of him was dark and thin, and extremely short. In front of Emperor Jing, he looked even shorter.

His eyes were a little timid at the moment, and he didn't have the fierceness in the ring at all.

"What's your name, what do you want?" Emperor Jing admired him the most.

"I am not hungry. My mother hopes that I will not starve to death. My biggest wish is to be full. I want to be full, I want my family to be full, and I want people in my tribe to be full!" He loudly After finishing speaking, he lowered his head very low, not even daring to look at Emperor Jing.

He disobeyed A Niang's order, he didn't say to be an official, he said he wanted to eat, and A Niang would definitely be unhappy.

Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment.

He knew that there would be a natural disaster, and although he was skeptical, he still actively prepared for it, but he never thought that his subjects would have no food to eat.

"How many people are in your family, and how many people are in your tribe?"

"My family is just me and A Niang, and there are 37 people in the tribe."

When the teenager reported this number, everyone thought he was lying. Can 37 people still be called a tribe?There must be at least a few hundred people in a tribe.

Emperor Jing was not furious, but continued to ask: "Where are the others?"

The black and thin boy raised his head, his face was already stained with tears.

"starving."

……

For a while, the audience was silent.

Even the movements of the monks who were treating the wounded stopped.

Eldest brother Ah Ba silently said: "Amitabha."

"Which tribe are you from?" Emperor Jing asked.

"Xiaoshan Tribe."

"How did you get here?"

The black and thin boy suddenly burst into tears.

"I, my aunt stewed the yellow dog that I grew up with, and gave it to me to make me full..."

The bonfire was burning and crackling.

Emperor Jing sighed and said, "I grant your request."

He turned his head and saw that there were young faces and old faces in front of him, all in the firelight, breathing freshly.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent and regard all things as straw dogs, but I am not willing to give in. I want my people to be fed and clothed. I want to fight the sky and the earth!" Jinghuang said.

(End of this chapter)