I just passed the imperial examination, what the heck is this "Celestial Official System"?

"Brother Song, be careful!"

Zhou Fu, who had fallen to the ground, noticed Liu Ding's gaze, saw Song Li, and spoke up to remind him.

He had barely finished speaking.

He was kicked over by Liu Ding again.

Seeing such arrogant behavior, even though they were not the ones being humiliated, the eyes of the several onlookers, the farmers and officials, revealed anger.

After all, this was a farmhouse. Liu Ding was not only slapping Zhou Fu, but also slapping the face of the farmhouse. Even so, no one wanted to step forward to defend it.

You could say that Liu Ding is a petty person who has achieved success.

But you absolutely cannot call him stupid.

Liu Ding had lived in the farmhouse for many years and knew the situation there very well. He deliberately chose a day when Manager Zheng was away. Not only was Manager Zheng away, but even several of the deputy managers were not there.

However, there were still a few capable agricultural officials left.

However, Liu Ding did not target the farmhouse; he attacked Zhou Fu as soon as he entered.

The trouble didn't befall him.

Who would be willing to risk their own interests to help others?

Not to mention that Zhou Fu had a burly man by his side.

Martial arts practitioners in the martial arts hall!

With that person in charge and Liu Ding's brother-in-law in charge, no one was willing to risk their lives.

"Just accept your bad luck."

Some people were already looking at Song Li with sympathetic eyes.

Song Li frowned slightly.

He could certainly guess why Liu Ding had his eye on him.

"If you have to blame someone, blame your bad luck."

Liu Ding chuckled coldly.

He can steal, but if he dares to resist, then you're in the wrong. If you even injure him, then you'll be mortal enemies.

It must be reported.

Liu Ding had waited far too long for this day.

"My brother-in-law taught me the Vajra Subduing Tiger Skill, and I've already reached the rank. I was careless last time, but let's see what tricks you can pull this time."

He wondered if the last time he suffered a setback was because this person surnamed Song had resorted to underhanded tactics.

If it were a fair fight, Song Li would definitely be no match for him, not to mention that he is now a rank-3 martial artist.

"Prepare to die!"

Liu Ding used his martial arts lightness technique to rush towards Song Li.

Song Li's eyes were as calm as a lake.

With a clang.

The ancestral longsword given to him by Zhao Hui was drawn from its sheath at his waist. Without pausing, almost the instant the longsword was drawn, the Sharp Metal Technique was already gathering power at his fingertips. He slashed at the sword's edge, and the chilling coldness seemed to lower the surrounding temperature.

Whoosh!

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd.

The longsword was actually thrown out by Song Li.

Like a rainbow piercing the sun, it shot out towards Liu Ding.

"grass!"

This scene came too suddenly, and Liu Ding had no time to react. Or perhaps the flying sword was too fast and too sharp, and even with all the preparations, he still couldn't react in time.

In the blink of an eye.

The longsword didn't even make any contact with Liu Ding's body; it merely grazed his earlobe, which instantly shattered.

The excruciating pain contorted Liu Ding's face as he screamed in agony, his face filled with terror. Just a moment ago, he had caught a whiff of death.

The longsword brushed past him and plunged a foot deep into the bluestone slab behind him.

"A flying sword?!"

Several agricultural officials, along with the martial arts practitioners from the martial arts workshop, stared wide-eyed in utter shock.

Among martial arts practitioners, there is a further subdivision: sword cultivators, who possess immense killing power and are virtually invincible among their peers.

At this moment, Song Li even had a bit of the air of a sword cultivator.

"If there's a next time, you're dead!"

Song Li rebuked him coldly.

Liu Ding collapsed to the ground, feeling a chill in his crotch and a foul stench wafting in the wind. He had truly thought he was going to die.

It's almost certain.

If it weren't for the government, he would be dead by now.

Liu Ding was in the martial arts room and had seen martial artists take action. He was certain that no martial artist below the rank of rank could withstand what Song Li had done.

"Is he really an agricultural repairman???"

No harsh words were uttered.

Liu Ding scrambled to his feet and fled in a disheveled manner toward the gate of the farmhouse.

"Brother Song, you are truly skilled!"

The crisis was resolved.

One of the agricultural officials was the first to cheer, and immediately a circle of people surrounded Song Li.

Well known.

The farm official was not good at fighting, but Song Li just now managed to establish his authority in front of the martial arts practitioners from the two martial arts halls. This was a great honor not only for Song Li himself, but for the entire farm.

"Brother Song, what you just used... was it ordinary martial arts?"

Zhou Fu asked somewhat hesitantly.

His ancestors had been martial arts masters, so he knew a lot about ordinary martial arts and could see through Song Li's sword strike at a glance.

You can watch it if you want.

That sword strike was truly astonishing, even displaying some of the grandeur of a swordsman wielding a sword.

"Brother Zhou has excellent taste."

Hearing the confirmation from Song Li, Zhou Fu's eyes widened in shock.

When did Song Li start practicing swordsmanship?!

The other agricultural officials also showed expressions of curiosity upon hearing this.

Could it be that this unassuming scholar Song is actually a hidden master of martial arts?

Song Li said nothing more, letting those people imagine.

That move just now was naturally the Divine Rainbow Flying Sword.

The reason why the Divine Rainbow Flying Sword is called a flying sword is, of course, because it is one of the very few swords in the martial arts world that can be used without being held in the hand.

When people see a sword, they usually assume it is a short weapon.

The person who created the Divine Rainbow Flying Sword suddenly had a brilliant idea: he changed the last move to throwing the sword, just to catch his opponent off guard in a one-on-one fight.

If you're unconventional, you can win.

Unable to gauge the martial arts practitioner's strength, Song Li simply unleashed a powerful attack right from the start.

Judging from the results...

This is somewhat like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

For the first time, Song Li gained a more realistic understanding of his own combat strength.

"I... should be very strong."

Just as several agricultural officials were praising Song Lihao,

A soft cough was heard.

"Master Zheng."

"Master Zheng."

The agricultural officials bowed in unison.

Zheng Kuan, the person in charge of the farmhouse, had appeared behind them without them noticing.

"waste."

Zheng Kuan's eyes flashed with anger, and he cursed.

Although he did not witness the entire process, he did see Liu Ding displaying his power, and the peasant officials watching their colleagues being humiliated without doing anything about it.

"Except for Song Li and Zhou Fu, everyone else will have two months' salary confiscated."

"Since the founding of our Great Zhou Dynasty, our territory has only expanded and never decreased. It has been built up little by little through fighting. Farmers may not be good at fighting, but if they have lost their fighting spirit, they are utterly useless."

His anger wasn't that he couldn't beat them, but that he didn't even have the thought of fighting, or rather, he didn't dare to have the thought.

"Yes, Manager Zheng."

The officials were filled with fear.

No one knows about Zheng's past experiences; all that is known is that he returned to Shannan County last year at the age of eighty and became the head of the farmhouse.

Some senior agricultural officials knew this.

Master Zheng even once defeated a deputy master of the martial arts department.

But it only happened that one time.

He never made a move again after that.

After Zheng finished disciplining the offender, he looked at Song Li.

"Song Li greets Steward Zheng."

When facing his superior, Song Li behaved very obediently, completely different from the murderous swordsman he had been just moments before.

Zheng, the head of the department, squinted and looked Song Li up and down.

He still had some impression of this petty official who used his spiritual wheat to help others during the assessment.

"I have always been fair in rewarding and punishing."

"If today's achievements aren't recorded in the performance evaluation book, then I'll reward you. Come with me."