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Chapter 129 Senior Brother and Sister
On the stage, Chen Sanshi exhaled a breath of foul air.

Things have come to this point, this man must be killed.

Even if he didn't kill, just to win the game, he would at least injure the opponent.

This Wen guy will definitely continue to cause trouble after he leaves. It is possible that he will come after my family in the end. Should we just keep putting up with it?
Since we will be killed sooner or later.

It’s best to kill in the ring!

Kill openly.

In this way, at least his father, who is a martial saint, dare not retaliate openly, and that is enough.

With things like this happening, why are you still worrying about offending anyone?

The fourth round of competition also ended quickly.

Before he knew it, he had reached the final.

There is still two hours of rest time before the last ring match.

Chen Sanshi just found a place to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.

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

【Progress: 329/2000】

The training in recent days, coupled with today's competition, have all helped to rapidly improve his proficiency, but he is still a long way from achieving perfection in organ refining.

Not long after he decided the outcome, the other two semi-finalists also decided the outcome.

Since Lu Shuhua was injured in advance, Crown Prince Cao Fan won without much effort.

"He, killed Wen Qiushi?"

When he heard the news, he couldn't help but burst out in anger: "The man who killed this prince, it seems that he really doesn't take me seriously. After receiving two imperial edicts, he really thinks of himself as an important official of the court. After all, he is only a third-rank official!"

"Prince, he is too arrogant. We can kill him, but why should he kill our people?"

Yin Hanwen witnessed the whole process, and the more he thought about it, the more hateful he felt: "You didn't see it during the competition just now, in order to have enough time to kill Brother Wen, he even poked Brother Wen's mouth with a gun first... Prince, if he dares to kill Wen Qiushi today, he will dare to kill me tomorrow! In the future... it is not impossible for him to rebel.

"Your Highness, we cannot keep this person alive. He will definitely be a great threat to our Great Sheng Dynasty in the future!
"Hateful, hateful!

"If it were me, even if I couldn't kill him, I could still win the fight. Unfortunately, I was shot and injured on the mountain."

He has also perfected his internal organ training and is only one step away from achieving transformation.

At that time, he was hiding behind a tree on the mountain and was completely unprepared, so he was hit by an arrow.

"You said he killed Wen Qiushi in less than five rounds?"

After Cao Fan calmed down, he became more curious about the detailed process: "Tell me in detail, what is his shooting skill like?"

"I can't recognize it. It's different from the shooting skills of the Dasheng army."

Yin Hanwen recalled carefully, but it was difficult for him to fully explain it with his eyesight: "Sir, there is no need. With your power and strength, you can easily crush him anyway. Do you still need to understand his spear skills?"

"The ring is like a battlefield. How can we underestimate the enemy when we fight them?"

After all, Cao Fan is a member of the royal family. He has an innate arrogance. It is normal for him to look down on others because of his status, but it does not mean that he will underestimate the enemy. The two are not contradictory.

He said in a deep voice: "This man has come all the way here, it is definitely not relying on luck, his marksmanship must be extraordinary.

"Although theoretically, I have a realm that suppresses him, it is still better to know yourself and your enemy, so as to avoid capsizing in the gutter."

"The prince is truly a talent for an emperor!"

Yin Hanwen said distressedly: "It's just that I really can't see it."

"Ah."

Cao Fan did not blame him. He looked at Pei Tiannan on the city wall and said to himself, "It would be great if Governor Pei could explain this to me."

At the Martial Saint level, one can basically see through martial artists of lower levels at a glance, no matter how sophisticated the martial arts they practice. At least one can understand the general tactics of the opponent, so that one will not be at a loss in actual combat, and can more calmly look for flaws and opportunities to win.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare to go and look for her, fearing that he would leave a bad impression on Sun Xiangzong. Before he got the method to break through to the level of Martial Saint, he needed to be respectful.

"That's it!"

Cao Fan leaned on his Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and said, "I am just being cautious. After all, I am still suppressed by my realm. It is no problem for me to win."

He was planning to find a place to rest first, when an armored soldier came up to him and said in a whisper, "Your Highness, the general wants you to come over and speak..."

"Oh?"

Cao Fan's eyes lit up and he immediately followed the soldiers away.

……

"It's really unexpected."

“At first, we thought the last competition would be between the prince and Lu Shuhua.”

"It has ended."

Pei Tiannan said in a deep voice: "Even if Lord Chen is invincible in the same realm, he can't be the prince's opponent. The gap between the minor success and perfection of organ refining is no different from blood refining versus bone refining. In fact, it doesn't matter whether there is a competition or not in this final duel, not to mention that there is also bone touching at the end."

"It doesn't hurt to take a look."

Eunuch Hou said.

"I believe that a victory across the border should be equivalent to two A-class."

Sun Xiangzong suddenly asked, "What do you two think?"

"That's how it should be."

Pei Tiannan said cheerfully: "If Lord Chen can really defeat the prince, it wouldn't hurt to give him two A-levels."

"good."

Eunuch Hou agreed, "But if that's the way it is, then after checking the bones, wouldn't both of them have six A-grades, equal in scores? But wouldn't there be only one winner?"

Sun Xiangzong said: "Then take two."

"Two, Sir Commander, I'm afraid this is not appropriate?"

Pei Tiannan asked in a consulting tone: "The selection of the champion is actually mainly about allocating resources. The champions of the selection over the years have been given enough precious medicines. "These precious medicines are often hundreds or thousands of years old. If you pick one, there will be one less. Even the court is in short supply. Where can we get a second share?"

It is true that the top selected soldiers over the years are the true disciples of the commander-in-chief, but they are also talents cultivated with all their strength by the court, and they are all cultivated with the goal of becoming a Martial Saint, or at least a general in the Xuanxiang realm.

Therefore, there is an unwritten rule.

After being selected, the inner gate members will also have the opportunity to continue competing with the top leaders in terms of military merit, realm and so on.

The logic is simple.

These are the imperial army, not the sect's disciples.

In the martial arts sects, as long as the sect leader likes the disciple and can control the elders, he will give him resources, even if the disciple is proven to be a waste later.

But the army can’t do that, because the army is meant to fight.

If you get the corresponding resources, you must make corresponding contributions.

If one has the best resources but is completely unable to perform the corresponding role, he or she may be removed and replaced by an inner disciple with excellent physique.

This is also a spur and motivation for true disciples and inner disciples. People cannot rely on their achievements to make a living.

There have been examples of successful replacement in the past.

The inner sect disciple was selected by Tang Ruoshan at the beginning. The chief disciple at that time was arrogant and domineering. Later, he suffered a defeat and was replaced by him.

In addition, the forward selection competition can only judge the physical strength but not the character. The subsequent character is also the key to whether you can get the true teachings.

There was once a leader in the selection process who, after only one year in the ranks, began to rape women. Naturally, his position was taken by someone else.

No matter what, resources are limited and there will only be one true disciple.

"I am old now, and this is my last time accepting a disciple. What does it matter if I accept one more?"

Sun Xiangzong said indifferently: "Besides, who needs medicine, and who needs the Cao family's medicine?"

"It seems that Commander Sun really likes this Lord Chen."

Pei Tiannan was at the level of Martial Saint after all, and he could tell early on that the spear technique was not one of the three commonly circulated in the army, and was not even seen in the martial arts world. It was a completely new set of spear techniques.

How many people in the world can create their own martial arts, and who among them uses guns?
Once you think about it, you will understand.

He did not refute it, but smiled and said, "Just do as the commander-in-chief said. It is reasonable and logical."

"It's reasonable. It's reasonable."

Eunuch Hou nodded and said, "It would be unfair if I could defeat my opponent across the border and get the same result as if I defeated an opponent of the same realm."

As they talked, they both looked unusually relaxed.

It's useless no matter how much the commander-in-chief likes me because the gap in hard power is there.

The Nine Dragon Body's minor accomplishments in refining the internal organs cannot possibly win against the Dragon Heart and Tiger Bone's great perfection in refining the internal organs.

Even Sun Xiangzong cannot cheat.

As the last competition approached, the arena gradually became quiet, and everyone was looking forward to it.

Even several main generals came as long as they were free.

After all, whoever wins will be next in line to take on their junior brothers.

In name, whether they are inner sect, outer sect or true disciples, they can all call each other brothers in private, but only true disciples will rank in order.

Sun Buqi paced back and forth, his palms sweating: "Can we win?"

"That's enough!"

Meng Guangxin said frankly: "Cao Fan thinks he is precious, but he has been practicing martial arts very hard, and he is not a person who underestimates the enemy. The junior brother surnamed Chen has little chance of winning."

"How can this be done?"

Sun Buqi said anxiously, "Could it be possible that Cao Fan would really become my father's apprentice?"

He is usually lazy, but he is not a fool.

Doesn’t he know about the grudge between the Sun family and the Cao family?

But that’s the rule for selecting forwards, the winner gets the real deal.

This time, the Cao family seems to be determined to wipe out the Sun family.

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

Sun Buqi came to his brother, who was pale and thin, wearing tight clothes and had some faint male body and female features, and asked: "Do you want to think of a solution?"

Seventh Senior Brother Ye Fengxiu closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Second senior brother!"

"Although I also hate the Cao family, what can I do given their current status?"

The second brother has gained weight and looks like a restaurant owner: "I can't help it."

"Ninth sister!"

Ninth senior sister Rong Yanqiu is the only female among all the disciples under the commander-in-chief, except for Sun Li, her biological daughter. She is also a rare female general in the world.

Judging from her appearance, she was about 30 years old. She was obviously a soldier, but she wore heavy makeup and dressed ostentatiously. She was playing with a plum blossom in her hand: "This junior brother is quite handsome, and I like him, but I really don't have the ability to intervene. I can't go on stage and help cheat, right?
"Why don't you go ask the boss for help? He knows a lot and might be able to find a way to break Cao Fan's swordsmanship."

"Elder brother..."

Sun Buqi looked around but couldn't find the huge and strong Lu Ji: "Forget it, he won't help me."

"I'm going home!"

Finally, it was the fifth brother, Meng Guangxin, who stood up and cursed, "I don't want to be called a brother by the Cao family. It's disgusting just thinking about it. Disgusting!"

Rong Yanqiu shouted, "You damn monk, please don't mislead our disciples."

Today is the last game for the forward selection.

Several of them happened to be in Liangzhou and rushed back specifically to watch the event.

(End of this chapter)