Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 45: Throwing the Tripod (Part )

"Him? Took first place?"

Yang Lin chuckled and said, "Chu Dao, you underestimate the heroes of the world. Don't worry, he won't be able to take the lead."

Yang Su, also known by his courtesy name Chudao,

Yang Lin, on the other hand, paid no heed to Yang Su's concerns. If a southerner could surpass all the other warriors in the Sui Dynasty's military examinations, it only proved that he was truly a great general, the kind of person who could neither be used by me nor by others.

This kind of person is hard to come by. Yang Lin would only be happy to see him, and how could he be as worried as Yang Su.

Moreover, Yang Jian's Zhaowu Edict clearly stated that regardless of origin or background, only talent should be promoted. As long as Xin Yongfeng truly possessed talent, the Sui Dynasty could emulate the example of King Zhao of Yan, who offered a huge sum of gold for a horse's bones. The Zhaowu Edict clearly stated that regardless of origin, only talent should be promoted.

The next day, at 3:30 AM, drums and horns sounded again, the gates opened again, and the examinees poured into the training grounds.
Today's parade grounds were even more tense and solemn than yesterday's. The patrolmen surrounding the parade grounds also cast their gazes towards the parade grounds. Everyone inside and outside the parade grounds knew that this final cavalry and crossbow attack would be the true test.

"It's my turn to be famous,"

War horses neighed, their manes flying wildly in the wind. Riders, dressed in light and powerful clothing and armed with long spears, galloped across the cavalry. Shang Silang practiced the Overlord Spear, a weapon he was particularly adept at. Amidst the neighing of many horses, Shang Silang leaped onto his horses.

He was like an eagle, with an extremely aggressive gaze. The moment he approached the target, he exerted force from his waist, and the gun rose and fell like a dragon, piercing straight into the center of the bull's eye. With a little force from the tip of the gun, he pierced the target instantly.

After the penetration, there was still force in the gun. Shang Silang shook it, and the other targets made popping sounds.

"Good marksmanship," the invigilator who was proficient in horse spear could not help but admire Shang Silang's marksmanship after seeing his marksmanship.

Shang Silang's superb marksmanship earned him a round of applause, but before the cheers had completely faded, Xin Yongfeng had already mounted a dark horse at the other end of the training ground. He looked thinner than Shang Silang, but he exuded a restrained calmness.

The black horse seemed to feel Xin Yongfeng's momentum and pawed its hooves and neighed.

"Walk,"

Xin Yongfeng lightly clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and the black horse suddenly kicked its hooves and rose up. His eyes were fixed on the target in front of him, his gaze extremely sharp.

As he approached the target, he didn't use the same force as Shang Silang, but he instantly unleashed all his strength. His spear thrust out, like a flash of cold light, and accurately hit the bull's eye.

Unlike Shang Silang, Xin Yongfeng didn't make any extra moves after hitting a target. He simply retracted his gun and rushed to the next target. Each shot was fast, accurate, and fierce. In the blink of an eye, he quickly penetrated a row of targets.

Seeing this, Yang Su frowned even more tightly. He whispered to Yang Lin, "Your Highness, look at this Xin Yongfeng. He is indeed quite capable. I'm afraid..."

Yang Lin stroked his beard and laughed: "Master, it is a blessing for the Great Sui Dynasty to have such a talent emerge in the military examination. Don't worry, let's see how he performs in the next exam."

Next to the Qiaoguan site, huge stone locks are placed quietly, each weighing a thousand pounds.

Shang Silang walked to the stone lock first, took a deep breath, and firmly grasped the handle of the stone lock with both hands. He shouted loudly, exerted force with both arms, and slowly lifted the stone lock.

"Hah," he held up the stone lock and walked around the field. Although his steps were a little heavy, he still completed all the movements. The candidates around him applauded and cheered for his martial arts. "Stand up,"

Seeing Shang Silang's performance, Xin Yongfeng laughed and walked forward calmly. He stretched his wrists and grasped the stone lock with both hands. His arms were throbbing with veins and muscles tensed. With a low shout, he lifted the thousand-jin stone lock easily above his head.

Even more astonishing was the fact that he lifted the stone lock and walked around the field three times with steady steps, showing no sign of exertion at all. The field erupted in excitement, everyone astounded by Xin Yongfeng's incredible strength. Lifting a thousand-jin stone lock and walking around the field three times was simply a freakish feat.

"Is this boy born with supernatural powers?" Yang Su asked in surprise when he saw him.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing many people showing fear, Xin Yongfeng laughed heartily. If the horse spear was Shang Silang's strong point, then this Qiaoguan was Xin Yongfeng's strong point.

It is said that there was a military general in the Tang Dynasty named Xin Wenli, also known as the Eight Horse General. He had the strength to push eight horses down and pull nine oxen back.

And this Xin Wenli is the son of Xin Yongfeng. As the father of Xin Wenli, Xin Yongfeng is also born with supernatural powers and can push eight horses down and pull nine oxen back.

"Born with supernatural powers," Wei Cheng and Shang Silang's expressions changed slightly upon seeing Xin Yongfeng's performance. Although they were warriors who practiced marrow training and blood transfusion, their innate talents were limited. No matter how much blood transfusion and marrow training they continued, their acquired physical strength would hardly reach the level achieved by those born with supernatural powers.

If you are not as strong as others, you are not as strong as others. Unless you can step into the legendary martial arts immortal and become an immortal among adults, you can break the shackles of innate talent by becoming an immortal through martial arts.

"This beast needs the prince's help to defeat him." Unlike Wei Cheng who was surprised that Xin Yongfeng, his Southern Dynasty drinking buddy, was actually a brave general born with supernatural powers, Shang Silang subconsciously turned around and went to look for Lu Shang after seeing Xin Yongfeng's strength.

Shang Silang had spent considerable time with Lü Shang, so he knew just how terrifying he was. Only Lü Shang could blunt the edge of a warrior so naturally gifted with divine strength.

Especially after the stone lock was lifted in Xinyongfeng, the rumor that he was from the Southern Dynasty spread. In the Northern Dynasty's special examination, he skipped the first place in the test, and the Southerners, who were known for their weakness, took first place. How could the men of the Northern Dynasty be so ashamed?

"I come,"

Shang Silang didn't need to look for him anymore, as Lu Shang had already walked out of the crowd.

He walked steadily to the Qiaoguan site, lowered his eyes to look at the thousand-jin stone lock, and without waiting for others to come forward, he stretched out his hand, firmly grasped the handle of the stone lock with his five fingers, and with a move of his arm, he lifted the thousand-jin stone lock easily.

This scene stunned the onlookers, and the whole audience fell silent instantly. Xin Yongfeng's supernatural power was terrifying enough, and Lu Shang's single-handed lock was no less powerful.

Lu Shang held up the stone lock and began to walk around the field with brisk steps. He even swung the stone lock slightly as he walked, without showing any sign of strain on his face.

After circling the field three times, Lu Shang suddenly exerted force and threw the stone lock high up. The thousand-pound object drew an astonishing arc in the air and was about to fall to the ground.

Just as everyone was exclaiming, Lu Shang took two steps forward, stretched out his other hand and caught it steadily, then raised the lock with both hands and spun it quickly. The stone lock made a whistling sound and kicked up dust on the ground.

Lu Shang actually used this thousand-pound stone lock as a weapon. With every move he made, he was powerful and the sound of the wind created by the stone lock became more and more urgent.

(End of this chapter)