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Chapter 127: My wife is pregnant, competing for the top spot!
The man emitting black air did not show his face, but hid behind a shield at the city gate, waiting for his opportunity to move.

From the moment just captured.

This aura is no weaker than those of many generals in the Tongmai realm.

The Qi-Observation Technique cannot directly describe the state of mind, it can only give a rough estimate. Chen Sanshi currently only practices internal refining, so his judgment ability is naturally limited.

If it's a smooth pulse...

Zhang Huaimin!
As a second-rate sect in Liangzhou, the Qi Jue Sect only has one Tongmai and four Huajin.

It can only be Zhang Huaimin.

Why is there a dark aura on this person?

Moreover, it sometimes emerges and sometimes converges; it is not always there.

It was obtained by eating a poisonous beast.

Or is it the source of power that turns ferocious beasts into poisonous beasts?
Chen Sanshi didn't come closer.

Refining the internal organs was not within their scope of responsibility, and since they had enough people, there was no need to take any risks.

While continuing to use his bow and arrows to kill martial artists of lower levels, he also used the Qi-observing technique to investigate the others. In the end, he discovered that only Zhang Huaimin had black energy, or rather, he was the only one who had revealed it.

"Brothers, charge!"

"As long as we can get out of the Great Wall, we will be subjects of the Grassland Celestial Tribe!"

"..."

at this point.

The disciples of Qi Jue Sect had no way to retreat. Even if they surrendered they would be beheaded. It was better to fight to the death and seize the last chance of survival. The disciples of the sect burst out with incredible fighting power, comparable to [Death Determination in Battlefield].

Unfortunately.

The gap in hard power is too large.

The elite troops of Feixiong Camp had extremely high fighting qualities, and there were many generals above Hua Jin who led the charge. Within two cups of tea, only the last two or three hundred of the 1,500 Qi Jue Sect disciples were left.

Now, the selected generals who had not yet gathered enough people became even more panicked.

Cao Fan, Wen Qiushi, Lu Shuhua and others ignored the danger and rushed into the crowd to fight with warriors in the Lianzang realm.

"stop!"

Wen Qiushi was holding two swords in his hands, chasing after a martial artist who looked like he had just started practicing martial arts.

He swung his double-handled swords, like two crescent moons falling from the sky, one sword after another, one overlapping another, each move more dangerous than the last, as if endless.

Moon-splitting sword technique!
"Good knife skills."

Chen Sanshi analyzed the opponent's approach with the help of [Heart of the Kirin] and soon saw the key and knew the characteristics of the opponent's swordsmanship.

Of course, if you don’t fight in person and just watch with your eyes, you won’t be able to find a way to crack it.

This Wen Qiushi.

Don't think that he acts like a lapdog all day long, but like him, he has achieved a small level of internal organ cultivation. It is said that he is only one step away from achieving a great level of internal organ cultivation. His swordsmanship is also very good.

There's nothing he can do. After all, he's the young master of the Pi Yue Villa, and his father is a Martial Saint.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

Wen Qiushi's entire body was like a rotating blade wheel, constantly bombarding the long sword of a Qi Jue Sect disciple. Both of them had achieved a small level of success in refining the internal organs, but the gap between them was huge.

Within ten rounds, he could no longer hold on, and even the sword in his hand fell out of his hand. He was split into three parts in the middle, and blood splattered everywhere!

"One more thing missing!"

Wen Qiushi was thinking in his mind. He rushed to the city gate and noticed the figure hiding behind the shield: "Zhang Huaimin?!"

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The heavy black iron shield flew directly towards him, like a huge steel mountain falling from the sky with nowhere to hide. Wen Qiushi swung out both swords, and with his blood boiling state at full force, he finally chopped the shield away.

But at the same time.

Zhang Huaimin, who had been hiding behind a shield, had come in front of him, with the sword in his hand about to point to his throat. In a flash, a spear blocked the sword.

"Go somewhere else!"

Guan Ji Zeng held up the spear and said, "I don't need you to participate in the internal organ refining."

"Thank you, General Guan!"

Wen Qiushi clasped his fists with lingering fear, then quickly took the knife and went somewhere else.

"Zhang Huaimin!"

Guan Ji Zeng pointed his spear at the other party and said, "Just surrender. Even if you can leave Dongyi City, there is still the Great Wall ahead. Even if you really reach the grassland, do you think the barbarians will look down on you?"

"Stop talking nonsense! You lackeys of Sun Xiangzong deserve to die!"

Zhang Huaimin roared, the long sword in his hand was wrapped in a transparent air, and he fought with General Guan's spear for more than twenty rounds.

Both of them are at the level of Tongmai.

But perhaps because of his long experience in the battlefields, or perhaps because of his special martial arts skills, Guan Ji Zeng gradually gained the upper hand. When the weapons of both sides were facing each other, he found an opportunity and stepped on the enemy's chest.

Wrapped in such strength, the power contained within is more than ten thousand pounds.

Zhang Huaimin floated out like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into the city wall, leaving a human-shaped dent, with blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Guan Ji Zeng was about to go up and kill him.

"Oh no, the black energy is coming out again."

Chen Sanshi, who had been paying attention to this side, keenly discovered that the erratic black and red aura in the body of the Qi Jue Sect's leader suddenly became thicker, completely covering the original normal colorless aura.

"call out--"

Chen Sanshi pulled his bow and shot an arrow, wanting to help Guan Jizeng quickly deal with the other party.

Although it is still unclear what effect the black energy will have on humans, we know that it will definitely not be a good thing, so it is better to kill them quickly if possible.

however.

Zhang Huaimin, who should have been seriously injured, actually jumped up directly. Under the influence of the black air in his body, the aura around his body continued to rise, and finally almost turned into substance.

The same power was once embodied in Governor Liu.

This is... Gangqi!
Xuanxiang realm!
"breakthrough?"

Chen Sanshi frowned.

Can black energy help people break through?
"what?"

Guan Ji Zeng could naturally see it: "Zhang Huaimin, when did you break through to the Xuanxiang realm? With your aptitude, it will take at least another ten years before you have a chance to break through."

"I did it? I did it!"

Zhang Huaimin looked at the aura around his body, and it seemed that he had not even thought about it himself: "The heavens are helping me to avenge myself. Kill, kill, kill all of you evil people and avenge my son!"

"clang--"

Another fight.

After the strength is transformed into energy, the improvement in strength will be more than doubled.

How could Guan Ji Zeng, who was only at the Tongmai realm, be his opponent? He was defeated in just two rounds. His abdomen was pierced by the sword energy and he fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

"kill!"

Zhang Huaimin fell into a state of madness, and the sword was wrapped in a strong energy and chased him deadly.

Just now.

There was a loud noise in the distance.

In the moment of negligence, everything seemed to be still.

Above the night sky.

A tall and majestic figure suddenly appeared. His armor looked like black flames under the frosty moonlight, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand looked like a divine weapon sent from heaven.

"Boom——"

The Fang Tian Hua Ji fell from the sky with a force like a raging storm.

"Lü Ji! You deserve to die too!"

Zhang Huaimin was not afraid at all. He stepped forward, raised his sword and rushed into the sky, facing Fang Tian Hua Ji from a height of several feet in the air.

"Click——"

next moment.

The sword in Zhang Huaimin's hand broke and fell back like a cannon hammer, creating a huge deep pit in the hard yellow mud. He lay in the pit with his bones shattered, unable to move anymore.

Lu Ji, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji, fell to the ground and created another deep pit.

He strode over, picked up Zhang Huaimin like a chicken, and threw him out, smashing his head on the city wall, ending the battle.

First time entering the Xuanxiang realm, the duel with the Martial Saint!

Chen Sanshi watched it seriously.

This is the first time I have witnessed the fighting power of the Martial Saint. He truly deserves the word "Saint". He is simply not at the level of a human being.

But even so, he was killed instantly by Sun Xiangzong.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"..."

The disciples of the Qi Jue Sect became completely panic-stricken and were soon slaughtered, with not a single one left alive.

In the end, including Chen Sanshi, only four people got A grade in this assessment, and the rest were all B grade or below.

"Go into the city and search for any fish that have escaped the net."

Thousands of soldiers poured into the city.

Lu Ji helped General Guan up and asked with concern, "How is it?"

"Nothing serious!"

Guan Ji Zeng clasped his fists and said, "I am incompetent. I didn't even know that Zhang Huaimin was about to break through. I almost made a big mistake and caused huge losses."

"Don't blame you. I didn't expect that either."

Lu Ji patted his shoulder and said, "Go down and heal your wounds. Let someone else finish the job."

"Thank you General!"

……

The Battle of Dongyi City ended.

The generals of Feixiong Camp were responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, while the remaining tens of thousands of soldiers returned to their camps in an orderly manner.

Two days later, the last two stages of the selection assessment were held: a martial arts competition and bone-touching.

"Did no one notice anything unusual?"

Everyone regarded Zhang Huaimin's breakthrough at the end of his life as an accident and did not think there was anything wrong. After all, a breakthrough during a battle was not impossible and there were many such examples.

Perhaps only Chen Sanshi, who possesses the ability to observe qi, can tell that something is wrong.

He also noticed.

Not long after Zhang Huaimin burst out with the strength of the Xuanxiang Realm, the Qi in his body began to rapidly decline. Not only the black and red Qi, but his own Qi was also declining.

If the situation continues like that, even if Lu Ji does not take action, it will not take long before the leader of the Qi Jue Sect will suffer a sudden death due to the depletion of his energy and blood.

It seems that the black energy can bring a short-term burst of power, but is the price to burn one's life?
What a weird trick!

From Tongmai to Xuanxiang, it sounds like just a state of mind, but in fact, there is an insurmountable chasm in between, which has stuck many people for their entire lives.

And the higher the realm, the greater the gap.

Xuan Xiang is the main general of one side.

There are only a few of them in the entire Eight Camps.

If it were a local non-elite army, Xuan Xiangjing could definitely be the supreme commander.

The General Zhao from Liangzhou seems to be at the Xuanxiang realm.

No matter how explosively the number of Martial Saints has increased in recent years, there are still only a few of them. They are still rare in the world, otherwise they would not dare to be called Saints.

If that unknown black and red energy can elevate a person at the Tongmai realm to the Xuanxiang realm, then is it possible to elevate a person at the Xuanxiang realm to the Martial Saint realm?
What a terrifying ability!

What's even weirder is.

Zhang Huaimin himself didn't seem to know.

That's right.

With Chen Sanshi's insight, he can see clearly the micro-expressions of anyone.

When he broke through to the Xuan Xiang realm, Zhang Huaimin was obviously in a state of ecstasy. He was not even prepared at all and was not proficient in the use of Gang Qi.

In addition, the black gas appears and disappears from time to time, and it is not under his control at all. He also doesn't know where it is hidden in his body and when it will be mobilized.

If that's the case...

Could it be that someone "planted" the black and red energy in his body? What was the purpose, how was it done, and who did it?

Wushen Cult?
The only thing Chen Sanshi could think of for this weird, demon-like thing was the Wushen Cult that performed blood sacrifices.

What's the point?

Where did the red and black energy come from?
Mountain village?

“Next time you go hunting, try to go deeper.”

Chen Sanshi thought to himself.

This is not about worrying about nothing.

Judging from the experience in Yunzhou over the past ten days, if it was really the Wushen Cult that was causing trouble, it would definitely not be targeting one person. It might be targeting the Eight Major Camps, Sun Xiangzong, or even the entire Liangzhou.

Under the nest, have the eggs finished?
Of course, these are just guesses, or even conjectures. Unfounded associations without any evidence or clues may also be wrong.

But try to check it out anyway.

"Good horse!"

Not long after leaving Dongyi City, Qianxun came to greet him. Chen Sanshi jumped on his horse and rode away.

[Skill: Horse Riding (Proficiency)]

[Progress: (409/500)]

His horse riding skills were also about to achieve a breakthrough.

Now they can travel more than 2,000 miles a day. If they break through again, they will truly become extraordinary beasts.

Besides.

My medical skills have been put aside for the time being, and I have to pick them up again after the selection is over. Knowing medicine and prescriptions will be of great help to me.

My reading skills are improving more and more slowly.

Chen Sanshi concluded that one needs to constantly read books of different types, even in different languages, in order to improve. Common books on the street are terribly slow in improving proficiency.

Reading is really difficult.

"Why is the city gate closed?"

They were not under anyone's charge for the time being, and they would naturally leave after the assessment. In addition, given the speed of the Baihu horse, Chen Sanshi was the first to return to Liangzhou City.

But at this moment the city gate was closed tightly.

The captain in charge of guarding the city gate solemnly notified: "Tonight there is a curfew. No one is allowed to enter or leave the city, including the brothers in charge of the siege of Dongyi City. They have to work hard to find a place to stay outside the city for the night!"

"This Qianzong!"

Chen Sanshi asked loudly: "Did something happen in the city?"

"Something has happened, and it's a big one."

After verifying his identity, Qian Zong said, "But it's not a secret, so it's okay to tell you. Half an hour ago, more than a hundred disciples of the Jade Maiden Pavilion, including the sect master, died almost at the same time. Well, it's most likely the Wushen Cult did it, so we closed the city gates and searched the whole city."

"so much?"

Chen Sanshi was surprised.

The Jade Maiden Sect is a second-rate sect on the same level as the Seven Absolute Sect, and its leader is at the Tongmai realm.

To be able to kill more than a hundred people in a short period of time and still escape, it would take at least twenty people to act at the same time, not to mention the sect leader who is at the Tongmai realm.

Now that the city is sealed off, with so many people around, we should be able to catch one or two of them.

"I know!"

Chen Sanshi reined in his horse and turned it around.

The rest of the soldiers who had arrived and were preparing to enter the city were also persuaded to return.

……

The lockdown lasted for three full days, and even the selection of forwards was postponed.

Chen Sanshi was temporarily housed in the military camp in Xiyi City. He was not idle during this period. He practiced hard with the help of Linghe. Although it was impossible to make a breakthrough in such a short time, any improvement was valuable.

[Kung Fu: Unified Spear Technique (Minor Success)]

【Progress: 129/2000】

It is worth mentioning that.

As his realm improves, his efficiency in absorbing spiritual herbs also increases significantly. Therefore, his cultivation speed will not slow down like that of most people due to the high difficulty of their realm.

That afternoon, they were finally notified that they could enter the city, and the selection of forwards would continue two days later.

However, this time the search of the city seemed to yield nothing.

That’s right, no one was caught.

After killing people, the Wushen Cult disappeared without a trace, as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace at all.

"Could it be that the one who killed people was not the Wushen Cult, but a ghost?"

Bai Tingzhi grabbed her hair and said, "How is it possible that we can't catch anyone?"

"yes……"

Tang Yingke followed up by saying, "Liangzhou City is very large, but there are only so many places to hide. The city was immediately sealed off after the incident, so it stands to reason that we should be able to find clues."

After he was ostracized, he became familiar with Bai Tingzhi.

"What are you afraid of? Even a ghost can be suppressed by the commander!"

A general at the Tongmai realm was very disdainful: "Just wait, it's just a matter of time."

It’s hard to say whether he can be caught.

But one thing is true.

The Wushen Cult really didn't dare to attack people in the army. Those who died were all disciples of the sect, and occasionally aristocratic families would also suffer.

"Goodbye, Master Chen!"

"Goodbye."

Chen Sanshi nodded in response, his attitude neither cold nor indifferent.

One was in the mountains, and the other was in the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation.

At two critical moments, the other party gave reminders, which was a favor anyway.

As for the fact that the prince was afraid to get too close to him, it was completely understandable. Tang Yingke's father was an official in the capital. Even if he was not afraid, he still had to consider his father.

Not everyone is as fearless as Bai Tingzhi, who doesn't even have any relatives.

Chen Sanshi originally planned to treat the other party to a drink, but Cao Fan and others were watching nearby, and they were really worried about getting the other party into trouble, so they didn't say much.

Liangzhou City is very big.

Even though many people died overnight, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Return to Chen Mansion.

Chen Sanshi heard the noisy noise before he even entered the room.

"master."

Siqin bowed and came forward to lead the horse.

Chen Sanshi dismounted and asked, "Another guest?"

"Uh-huh."

Siqin replied, "A few guests have arrived. They are in the wing room specially used for receiving guests. You can go and have a look, sir. There is something happy going on."

"Oh?"

Chen Sanshi came to the wing room.

Mo Hua led him in.

I saw that the room was full of women.

Tong, some of his subordinates’ wives, and Sun Li were all there.

"Master Chen is back!"

"I've met Mr. Chen."

"My Lord, now that you are back, we will not disturb you any more. We will take our leave now."

"..."

The women left quickly.

Finally, only Sun Li was left.

"Brother Shi."

Gu Xinlan stood up and explained, "Something happened in the city these past two days. Sister Li was worried about me and came here to protect me."

After Sun Li came back, he devoted himself to sword training and is now also a well-known swordsman.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Chen Sanshi clasped his fists.

"We are so familiar with each other, and you are still polite to me."

Sun Li rarely smiled and said, "Congratulations, Junior Brother."

"Congratulations to me?"

Chen Sanshi looked at Lan Jie'er, whose cheeks were slightly red. He didn't understand what was going on. "Pregnant?"

"Ah."

Gu Xinlan bit her lip.

"Okay."

Chen Sanshi felt mixed emotions. He couldn't say he was happy, nor was he worried. After all, this was the first time he had been a father in two lifetimes and he didn't have any experience.

He pulled Lan Jie'er to sit down and took her pulse to confirm that it was indeed a pregnancy pulse.

Sun Li joked: "Junior brother, can you also take a pulse?"

"I learned this from Doctor Jiang before." After arriving in Liangzhou, Doctor Jiang and his colleagues were still working in the pharmacy.

Chen Sanshi said, "Sister Lan, don't go out to get medicine anymore. I will take care of everything, whether it's food or drink. If two maids are not enough, I will hire two more."

"Sister Lan, am I so difficult to please?"

Gu Xinlan said, "Siqin and Mohua are both smart and hardworking. Just focus on your own things. If you really can't spare the time, you don't have to come back. Sister Li is watching over us at home."

"Is it okay if you don't come back?"

Chen Sanshi thought to himself that this was not what she said before she got pregnant. This meant that she would not be needed after the sowing was completed.

"Yes, Junior Brother."

Sun Li said seriously: "Tomorrow is the last stage of the selection, you should prepare wholeheartedly, my father... has high hopes for you, although he is sometimes a bit hard-mouthed, but I can see it.

"Your Nine Dragon Body cannot compete with them. It is best for you to win a few more competitions. This way, you can at least become an inner disciple. In this way, you will have a chance to be promoted to a true disciple in two years."

After the selection is completed, the status will be divided according to the performance, which will determine the amount of resources allocated to them.

But it is not static.

It is impossible that someone would later make many military achievements, or have an epiphany or a fortuitous encounter that led to a rapid rise in his realm, but would be completely denied any chance just because of poor selection results.

Among them, the seventh senior brother was once an inner sect disciple. Later, he made military achievements and broke through the mysterious realm before being promoted to the true sect.

Of course, the worst would have to be the inner gate.

"pity."

Sun Li said regretfully: "In fact, it would be best if we could win the championship..."

Chen Sanshi nodded.

He understood what Sun Li meant.

It is rumored in the outside world that whoever wins the championship this year will be able to obtain the true teachings, which may include methods above those of a Martial Saint. This is completely different from becoming an inner disciple first and then being promoted to the true teachings.

So, if you can win, you have to win.

The internal organs refining is complete!

Even Wen Qiushi is a good opponent.

For Chen Sanshi, the competition is the last hurdle!
He practiced without a break for two days and one night, until the day before the test when he had a good night's sleep to rest up enough energy. Then he received a notice to participate in the competition.

"Go all out!"

Chen Sanshi encouraged himself in his heart and rode his white swan horse to the military city.

On the martial arts field.

The arenas have been set up, there are more than a dozen of them in total.

It is still General Li Qian who is responsible for announcing the rules.

"These bamboo sticks are A, B, C, D, E, and F...

"Come up and draw lots. Those who draw the same lot will become opponents. You will fight in the ring. Whoever can knock the opponent off the ring will win.

"The winner will compete against the other winners in the corresponding venue, and the examiners will give scores based on the rankings until the last two people compete for the top spot.

“All competitions will be concluded within today.

"Also, I'd like to remind you that although you can admit defeat and someone will come to rescue you after you do, swords are blind and there is still a possibility of serious injury or even death. If you want to give up, do it as soon as possible.

“Once the competition begins, if something unexpected happens, it will be too late to regret.

“Also, no matter who your father is, you are not allowed to retaliate afterwards. Otherwise, all your results will be cancelled, and we will investigate thoroughly!
"Alright, those who still want to participate in the selection, come up and draw lots!"

As the selected generals drew lots one after another, the chief examiner, invigilators, and officials from all over the country on the city wall also gradually arrived.

Eunuch Hou sat on the right side of the first row as usual.

Sitting on the left is the new governor, Pei Tiannan, one of the eight martial saints in the court. He has extremely high power, not only controlling the troops of the two states, but most importantly, he is a marquis!

During the more than 70 years of Emperor Longqing's reign, only three marquises were conferred, and he was one of them.

Marquis Yongyi!
"Master Pei!"

"Master Pei, it's been a long time since we last met. You are still as powerful as ever!"

"..."

All the officials who entered the venue greeted him first.

"Eunuch Hou."

Pei Tiannan spoke slowly, questioning in his tone: "Didn't you and Liu Zhongxian fail to fulfill your duties seriously? Ning Changqun was a general appointed by His Majesty, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince favored him even more. He died just like that, in front of so many people? Where is the face of the court? Don't you know how to stop him?"

"Haha~"

Eunuch Hou rolled his eyes and said, "Master Pei, don't be so careless. Fifteen years ago, Sun Xiangzong stabbed the then Minister of War, Master Chen, to death in front of you. He was your mentor, and you didn't stop him at all."

"Won't he get old?"

Pei Tiannan clenched his fists: "It was clearly said that he was dying!"

"How would we know?"

Eunuch Hou said sarcastically, "How about when he comes later, Sir Pei, have a fight with him first to test his strength?"

"you!"

Pei Tiannan snorted coldly: "Anyway, this Marquis will not be as embarrassed as you guys, at least I won't be scared into a fool like that loser Liu Zhongxian!"

"You are a man of integrity, my Lord. Today, we will depend on you..."

Before Eunuch Hou finished speaking, he saw Pei Tiannan suddenly stand up, clasp his fists and salute the front, and say respectfully: "Greetings, Commander Sun!"

"嘁~"

Eunuch Hou rolled his eyes almost to the sky, then stood up and saluted.

"It's Xiao Pei, don't be shy, sit down."

Sun Xiangzong sat down by himself.

Pei Tiannan poured the tea himself.

Sun Xiangzong looked at the tea bowl and asked, "I heard that a few years ago, you also broke through to the level of Martial Saint?"

"No, no, how dare I call myself a saint in front of the commander-in-chief."

Pei Tiannan said with a smile: "If you count it, I am your disciple's grandson..."

then.

Minister Chen of the Ministry of War was able to achieve the level of Martial Saint thanks to the guidance of Sun Xiangzong.

"No, I can't bear it."

Sun Xiangzong drank his tea and said, "Okay, let them start."

……

"It turned out to be him..."

In the corner, Fang Qingyun put away the book in his hand.

The governor was transferred here temporarily and no one knew about it beforehand.

"I have never seen this person."

Sun Buqi muttered, "But seeing how he's servile, I guess he's not as good as Liu Zhongxian. He just has a scary reputation."

"It's not as simple as you think. This person is a well-known smiling tiger."

Fang Qingyun taught: "Sometimes people who know how to retreat in order to advance are difficult to deal with. Do you understand?"

"How's that? Did you find out?"

Sun Buqi looked at the pile of books on the ground and asked: "Is there anyone who has the body of nine dragons and can become a martial saint?"

"Not at the moment, but your sister's Fire Lotus Martial Body produced a Martial Saint five hundred years ago."

Fang Qingyun opened the book again: "Let me check it again."

……

The draw is over.

There are five rounds in total.

In the first round, Chen Sanshi fought against an official's son from a military family in Youzhou. He was proficient in refining internal organs and practiced martial arts. He couldn't last two rounds and was thrown off the ring by him.

The old man watching the battle on the city wall frowned.

In the second round, Chen Sanshi fought against a sect disciple from Yanzhou, who was at the same level as him, a minor success in organ refining. He defeated him in seven rounds.

It was replaced by Poyang's small success in refining the internal organs.

There's no way it could last more than three rounds.

But the players participating in this year's draft are all geniuses, so it is naturally not that easy.

Of course, there is no pressure.

The most important thing is not to go there with the intention of killing people.

Although the rules of the competition state that no one is held responsible for accidental death, the vast majority of people do not have deep hatred against each other. Unless the outcome is difficult to determine, they will hold back and will not easily kill anyone.

The same is true for Chen Sanshi.
He always tries to knock his opponent off the ring, otherwise if he gives it his all, he can definitely win within five rounds.

After the second round, half the number of people was gone.

Most of those who stayed behind were those who had achieved minor success in organ refining, with Bai Tingzhi being the only exception. He had made a breakthrough to the level of mastery of organ refining in the past two days, and had just crossed the border to defeat a sect disciple who had achieved minor success in organ refining. Although the victory was hard-fought and they fought for nearly a hundred rounds, he was indeed the winner. In the end, both of them were exhausted of blood and energy, and they had to fight with their physical strength, so naturally the one with the Vajra Body won.

Yan Changqing was very unlucky as he met Lu Shuhua in the second round. This "unicorn" who was originally highly expected by many people was eliminated early after a fierce battle.

There will be a two-hour break next.

After noon, it’s time for the third round.

Chen Sanshi won easily again.

His opponent surrendered after five rounds, so there was no need for him to force him.

But some people don't have it so easy.

Xie Sishu of Yanzhou faced off against Lu Shuhua, the young master of Tongxuan Sword Sect.

These two people, both of whom had perfected their internal organ cultivation and possessed the innate martial saint body, fought to a standstill. After exchanging swords, Lu Shuhua won miserably.

But this also means that he will suffer a big loss next.

Bai Tingzhi was unable to continue and fell on the ring in the third round.

"Brother Wen, let's fight for twenty rounds. I'll admit defeat after I report to my father. How about that?"

Tang Yingke said politely.

He was forced to come here by his father, who said that he wanted to gain experience and hone his skills, but he knew his own level and it was already pretty good to have come this far.

"Okay."

Wen Qiushi held the two swords and said, "Hurry up then."

The two men spoke while standing on the stage, their voices not loud.

The competition begins.

Twenty rounds, and it was over quickly.

Tang Yingke was indeed no match for Wen Qiushi, and he had almost reached his limit by this point. He had been planning to put away his sword, but was surprised to find that the other party had no intention of stopping at all!
The power of the two Moon-Splitting Swords was higher and higher, and each sword carried a terrifying murderous intent. In his eyes, it almost turned into a terrifying tornado made up of blades!
"Brother Wen, what do you mean?"

Blood gushed out from the palm of Tang Yingke's right hand holding the sword: "We agreed..."

"Who told you that?!"

Wen Qiushi's face was grim: "Today, you must leave an arm behind!"

"Why!"

Tang Yingke was puzzled: "Just because I wasn't with you..."

"How dare you say that!"

Wen Qiushi threatened, waving the double swords in his hands more dazzlingly: "Who told you to help the wrong people and stand on the wrong side?"

Chen Sanshi, who was originally resting his eyes and waiting for the next game, noticed the movement here and couldn't help but frowned slightly. This Brother Tang must admit defeat quickly.

"Admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Tang Yingke obviously understood this. He shouted loudly while using his last bit of strength to block and parry.

The Tongmai general who was in charge of this area of ​​the ring immediately rushed to the ring after hearing the sound.

"Crack!"

But at the last moment, Tang Yingke still couldn't hold on. The long sword in his hand was knocked to the ground, and the ring-handled sword slashed on his shoulder, tearing the skin and splitting the bones, and was about to cut off the entire arm!

"stop!"

General Tongmai drew his sword and pushed the opponent away: "He has admitted defeat, that's enough."

Wen Qiushi was knocked back several steps and had to stop: "You are lucky!"

"what!"

Tang Yingke fell to the ground and wailed.

His entire right arm was cut in half, with only a small part still attached to his body. It could only be healed with the best quality medicine, and even then it would be impossible to recover without a year or so. If he wanted to continue practicing martial arts, it would take even longer, which meant that the next two or three years, a young martial artist's most precious time, would be completely wasted!

Chen Sanshi closed his eyes, the screams were particularly clear, arousing an unknown fire.

Just because Tang Yingke helped him, he must be abolished?

Hasn't he given in enough?
Because he was worried about something like this happening, he didn't even say a few words to Tang Yingke, and didn't even express any gratitude for the kind reminder.

Isn’t this enough?
Do you have to do this?
This is just someone who spoke for him, what about the others?
General Tongmai carried Tang Yingke down to heal his wounds.

Chen Sanshi asked: "General, after you admit defeat, is it not a foul to injure someone?"

"What kind of foul is this?"

The general said without turning his head, "In a full-strength duel, there is no such thing as stopping if you can. It is not a violation even if you die."

"Thank you for the information, General."

Chen Sanshi nodded, expressionless
After the first round of drawing lots, the venues were divided. There was no need to draw lots again, and the competition would be conducted according to the winner of the venue.

Next.

His opponent happened to be Wen Qiushi!
……

After this round, there are only four people left, which is the semi-finals.

Cao Fan, the seriously injured Lu Shuhua, Wen Qiushi, and Chen Sanshi.

"it is good!"

On top of the city wall.

Many officials cheered for the competition.

“This year’s forward selection is even more exciting!”

"Yes, the highest level is just the entry level of internal organs training, and most of them are at the advanced level of bone training or even blood training."

"Master Wen's son is not bad. He is definitely an inner sect disciple."

"Yes, Manor Master Wen is a Martial Saint himself, and his son can become a disciple of Superintendent Sun. Pi Yue Manor may become the number one sect in Liangzhou."

"No one thought that Chen Sanshi would get to this point!"

"It seems like he only reached his minor breakthrough before the forward selection began."

"This man is also considered a military talent. Does he have a wife?"

Some people started to inquire.

The selection has basically been settled at this stage, and many people have begun to look for rich husbands. For example, Xie Sishu and others have already been chosen, and will discuss their marriage after the selection is completed.

Although they were eliminated, they are all inner disciples with promising future.

"There is."

"I heard that he had a wife very early on, what a pity!"

"Yeah yeah."

"..."

Listening to their words, Sun Xiangzong's eyelids twitched.

"It's a pity for Yan Changqing."

"Lu Shuhua is even more unfortunate."

“He’s been seriously injured, but Prince Cao Fan is still in full victory form. It looks like the top pick for this year’s forward selection must be the Prince.

"You make it sound like the prince is taking advantage. Hasn't the prince also encountered an opponent who has perfected his internal organs? How come he wasn't injured? It's because he is not as skilled as the opponent."

"If we talk about luck, both Chen Sanshi and Wen Qiushi are lucky."

"But it's meaningless. The one who is competing for the top spot at the end of the competition is the champion. The others are all inner disciples anyway."

"Who do you think will win between these two?"

"Let's go with Wen Qiushi. Master Chen has only recently achieved a breakthrough, so his foundation must not be solid."

……

"I can't believe that Mr. Chen could wait all the way here."

Yin Hanwen said bitterly: "Those people are really useless, and he is really lucky!"

"Don't worry, Prince. I will help you deal with him!"

Wen Qiushi won several games in a row and was full of confidence: "As long as I kill the invigilator before he steps onto the stage, there won't be any trouble!"

"Correct."

Yin Hanwen's arrow wound was still aching. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Wen, you must avenge me!"

"He has also made a breakthrough. Don't underestimate the enemy."

Cao Fan reminded: "If you can defeat him, then defeat him. If you really can't win, just admit defeat and don't hurt yourself."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness!" Wen Qiushi bowed his head: "I can't forgive him!"

Another two hours of recovery time is over.

The fourth round of forward selection competition begins.

Everyone's weapons were uniformly replaced with the same quality as before.

This time, someone specially checked it repeatedly for Chen Sanshi, and only handed it to him after confirming that there was no problem.

And there were two more figures in the corner of the audience.

The leader of Tongxuan Sword Sect and the owner of Piyue Villa.

Two Martial Saints!

They all came to watch their successors compete.

"Brother Shao, I'm afraid this is the end of your apprenticeship."

Wen Zhi said, "I'm afraid I'm no match for the prince."

"You don't need to tell me."

Shao Yujing put his hands behind his back and said, "I am worried about how to deal with the relationship with the prince if I win. It's better this way. It saves a lot of trouble."

"You are open-minded."

Wen Zhi sighed and said, "In fact, I really want my son to fight for the title of Martial Saint. You and I have been at the pinnacle of martial arts for many years, but we cannot reach a higher threshold. Only Sun Xiangzong can do it. If we can get his true teachings, maybe we can have a chance to see what it is like to be above the Martial Saint.

"What a pity, we are all subjects of the Cao family, how dare we fight for it? Even if we dare, we are no match for the prince.

"The prince is talented and hardworking. Who knows, he might become a wise ruler in the future."

"Brother Wen."

Shao Yujing said calmly: "Even if there is no prince, your son will not make it to the end."

"you……"

Wen Zhi looked at the young man holding a spear on the stage: "You mean, my son is no match for this General Chen? How is that possible! Even if my son is useless, I taught him swordsmanship myself!"

"Who is better, your swordsmanship or Sun Xiangzong's spearmanship?"

Shao Yujing smiled and said, "Guess whose spear skills did this young Master Chen, who has the third-rank honor, learn from?"

Wen Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

……

Arena.

"Master Chen!"

Wen Qiushi put the two swords on his shoulders and sneered, "You have seen what happened to Tang Yingke, right? I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible. Otherwise, I am worried that the general invigilator will not be able to save you in time!"

Chen Sanshi stood with a gun in his hand, silent.

His eyes were so deep that no emotion could be seen in them, making him look extremely cold.

"Boom!"

The gong sounded.

"Pretending to be profound, I want to see how good you are..."

Before Wen Qiu could finish speaking the truth, he saw a flash of cold light, and in a moment, the spear was already in front of his face. It was clearly just a slender weapon, but in his eyes, he saw a bloody giant python with its bloody mouth wide open, swallowing him with rage and madness!

The unified shooting technique is unstoppable!
By the time Wen Qiushi recovered from the shock, he had already lost the chance to take the initiative. He could only keep blocking with the two swords in his hands, trying his best to prevent the bloody python from pouncing on him.

The characteristic of the Moon-Splitting Sword Technique is that one gravity is higher than the other, until the energy and blood are exhausted. It requires a method similar to accumulating power to reach full firepower!
But in the current situation, he couldn't even perform the first move of the Moon-Splitting Sword Technique. The opponent wanted to kill him instantly!
He had been in a martial arts competition before, but only after the personal fight did he realize that the opponent had not relied on luck to get here!
This shooting...

After Wen Qiushi lost the initiative, he could no longer find any chance to fight back.

Not only that.

This man's spear skills were similar to the Moon-Splitting Sword Skills, with each shot being more powerful than the last. Wen Qiushi even had hallucinations, and felt that the bloody python in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a giant python that could swallow the sky!
Give up!

After just two rounds.

Wen Qiushi quickly accepted the fact.

He is not the opponent!

Just admit defeat. I had no intention of competing for the championship anyway.

Just hand this person over to the prince to deal with!

"Bah!"

A cool breeze blew past me.

The reed spear found a tiny flaw and flashed in front of his face.

At first, Wen Qiushi didn't know where he was injured, until his mouth suddenly became hot, warm blood flowed down his chin, and unbearable pain came slowly.

"Woo...Woo!!!"

His mouth and tongue were pierced to pieces by the bullet and blood was gushing out. He was no longer able to speak, let alone shout the word "surrender".

(End of this chapter)