Chapter 3215 The Real World 565

The fifth prince chuckled, looking at him with indescribable contempt in his eyes, "If we win, you won't be able to win, there is absolutely no need for a competition."

Xiao Mo'er didn't listen to him, but looked at King Wu of Zhou, "Your Majesty, can you compete with them?"

King Wu of Zhou looked at the little man in front of him, but he found it interesting. Seeing his firm eyes, that persistent little Momo, he smiled and said, "Yes."

King Wu of Zhou spoke, and no one could refuse this match.

Hua Ziyun's eyes were full of excitement, they were going to be miserable.

The more they despise Xiao Mo'er, the more afraid they will lose.

If they knew his power in advance, and the three of them went all out, he would still worry about Xiao Mo'er.

Now in the state of the three of them, he is not worried at all.

Despise it, continue to despise it.

Hua Ziyun's eyes focused on them, with a worried look on his face.

The second prince and others were overjoyed after seeing the expression on Hua Ziyun's face.

Hua Ziyun stood up and said to King Wu of Zhou who was in the seat: "Father, don't let them compete. Whichever side loses will hurt the peace."

How could the three princes just give up.

This is a good time to slap the face, and hitting that stinky boy in the face is equivalent to hitting Hua Ziyun in the face.

There are too few times when they can slap Hua Ziyun in the face, and now how can they miss the opportunity in the future.

"Eighth brother, you can rest assured. If we lose, we will certainly not take it to heart." The fourth prince said generously, the underlying meaning was that the person who would take it to heart is your friend.

Xiao Mo'er took a step forward, "Ziyun, I won't take it to heart. I have a big belly and can hold a boat."

As soon as these words came out, there were low-pitched laughter around.

"This kid is so funny."

"so cute."

"The prime minister can punt a boat in his stomach. It's really fun for him to say this."

"This little guy can't say a word like this. He doesn't know much. I'm afraid that he will lose badly in a while."

"The eighth prince is good to him and has always been humble to him. He believes it is true and thinks he is very powerful. I hope this time will not hit him too much."

"It's better to let him suffer once, so that he won't be beaten down when he grows up."

Everyone was waiting, waiting to see Mu Zimo's joke.

King Wu of Zhou looked at the little guy who looked like a powder ball in front of him. Even if he wasn't his own son, he liked it very much.

The three of them responded in unison, but they were determined to pay attention and let this stinky boy learn a lesson.

Xiao Mo'er also responded, "Yes."

The people around were laughing sullenly. This little guy thought that the sage was talking to him, and he was thinking about letting the princes. It was really cute and tight.

If standing in front of him is not a five-year-old child, let alone such a cute child, I am afraid that everyone will only feel disgust and contempt for his actions.

"We are older and don't bully you. You can compete as you want."

Xiao Mo'er pondered for a while, then said, "Can I ask what the three Your Highnesses are best at?"

Everyone smiled when they heard his question.

What a smart little guy who knows what's best for him.

The three looked at each other and understood what he meant.

He was trying to compete by eliminating what they were best at.

ps: The third update...