Relying on the illusion developed by the Immortal, Liberal Arts completed the selection efficiently.

Lu Bu, Xu Rong, Dong Zhuo, and Zhang Su ranked among the top four, becoming the top four in liberal arts.

The martial arts on the second day was even simpler. Jia Xu and Wang Yun found an open space far away from Luoyang as a platform.

Anyway, the outcome of the martial arts examination is clear. If you win, you stand, if you lose, you lie down. There is no need for others to say anything.

In accordance with Jia Xu's request, Guo Hao borrowed two thousand feathered forest guards from the palace to maintain order. After all, if the first-class military commanders were in human form without the suppression of humane energy, the news of fierce fighting might spread to Luoyang.

However, Guo Hao felt a little heavy. When Liu Hong transferred troops to him yesterday, he gave him a brief explanation. The Eighth School of Xiyuan must have Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, because the family behind them is willing to devote a lot of political resources and materials.

In exchange.

Although the establishment of the Eighth School of Xiyuan is imperative, the national treasury cannot come up with the cost. After all, it still has to rely on aristocratic families.

The aristocratic families behind Cao Cao and Yuan Shao also knew Liu Hong's bottom line, so they only asked for two seats, which just stepped on Liu Hong's heart.

But thinking about the instructions Jia Xu gave him last night, Guo Hao had a headache.

"Yao Chong's letter says that Liangzhou is stable and has no worries. Moreover, a branch of the Mohist family has joined Beiliang. The Hanging Garden has been put on the agenda."

"The lord of the new army is determined to get it. If he gets it, he will have no worries in Luoyang. Otherwise, he will be afraid of troubles in his life."

Among the eight schools, only Xu Rong and Dong Zhuo can be considered their own. If they want to have the right to speak, they must occupy at least half of the seats.

What was originally a sure thing, the matter between Yuan Shao and Cao Cao happened out of thin air. This is hard to say.

Guo Hao believed in Jia Xu's judgment. This poisonous man's understanding of people's hearts was terrifying.

Even as the lord, Guo Hao can't help but feel a little uncomfortable. After all, it's very painful to get along with someone who can see through you.

Just when Guo Hao was extremely entangled, Hua Xiong took the lead in riding out. Compared with others, his purpose was more to compete with the masters.

After finally breaking through to the first-class generals, he found that there were as many first-class generals as carps crossing the river, which made him, the so-called Xiliang Tiger, put his face there.

He was not born strong and relied on hard training. Now if he wants to make progress, he can only seek breakthroughs in life and death.

"Everyone, I, Hua Xiong of Xiliang, will take the first step!" Hua Xiong sat on his horse and looked around, seeing strong men everywhere, exactly the opponents he longed for.

"Well done, I am Pan Feng, the general of Jizhou, and I am here to meet you."

Guo Hao saw a man who was nine feet tall and holding a huge ax the size of a door panel, mounted his horse and entered the field.

Guo Hao frowned and turned to look at the Imperial Master Wang Yue beside him, "Sir, I wonder what this person is like?"

"First-class and average, but with extraordinary talent and strength beyond ordinary people. If he can go one step further, he may be a rare warrior in the world."

"If there is a chance later, please sir, please take action to rescue one or two."

"You're welcome, General Hussars. A common man cannot be called a gentleman." Wang Yue nodded in agreement, but looked at Guo Hao with a very complicated expression.

The general, the title, what he has been pursuing all his life, was obtained by Guo Hao so easily.

"Sir, are you still white?" Guo Hao was a little confused when he heard that Wang Yue claimed to be a grassroots man. He was already a god, so why was he still a grassroots man?

"I was born in the world as a commoner, so I am still white." Wang Yue looked gloomy. Liu Hong was not reluctant to give Wang Yue an official position, but it was a pity that Wang Yue only had martial arts worth showing off.

Neither his knowledge nor his military command were top-notch, so under the deliberate suppression of his family, Wang Yue could not become an official at all.

The only time he served as a minor official was when he was manipulated by the children of aristocratic families and almost died. From then on, Wang Yue honestly kept the title of Imperial Master, stayed in the palace, and never stopped at the last step of his dream.

forward.

"Sir, if you are interested, you can come to our city of Beiliang. As the Marquis of Beiliang of the Han Dynasty, I am willing to treat you as a high official and generous salary." Guo Hao seized the opportunity and extended an olive branch.

"Don't be ridiculous, Marquis of Beiliang. How can ordinary people shoulder such important responsibilities if they only have military power?" Wang Yue's eyes lit up at first, but when he thought of what he had experienced, a sense of powerlessness came to his heart, and he couldn't help but feel waning.

"Beiliang is not as good as the Central Plains. If you can fight, you will have a place." Seeing Wang Yue's gloomy expression, Guo Hao knew that there was something hidden in it, but he was not Jia Xu and couldn't see anything at all.

"Sir, if you are willing to come to Beiliang City, I will definitely sweep up your couch to welcome you." Guo Hao could only leave one promise.

Wang Yue hesitated for a moment or two but said nothing more, and the first battle had already begun on the field.

"Hahahaha, so happy, so happy!" Hua Xiong laughed wildly and confronted Pan Feng.

Hua Xiong was not afraid that Pan Feng was stronger than him, nor did he care about Pan Feng's domineering aura.

"Take my move!" Hua Xiong shouted violently, the inner energy of his body spurted out, and the broadsword hit Pan Feng's big ax heavily with a ball of red light.

"Boom!" There was a roar, and a huge crater was shaken out where the two horses met.

Hua Xiong felt pain in his hands, and then a surge of heat surged out. It was obvious that Pan Feng's attack was not so easy to take, as just one blow to his hands was already severely injured.

But Hua Xiong didn't care that much. His eyes exuded an infinite fierce light. He had a feeling that he could win, and if he won, he could continue to make breakthroughs.

Pan Feng's heart also felt hot. Ever since he became the general of Jizhou, no one had been able to put such pressure on him for a long time.

He was born with supernatural powers, but he had been trapped in the middle class for several years. Now he finally feels passionate again.

Hua Xiong's sword left a scar on his chest, but he didn't care, he felt his bottleneck loosen.

"Kill him and I can break through!"

For a moment, the same thought flashed through the two people's minds, and they looked at each other like a group of hunters looking at their prey. But who is the prey and who is the hunter depends on who of the two can survive to the end.

"Sir, the rescue is ready! The Immortal Medical Team is ready for rescue!"

Guo Hao quickly called for help. Fighting was inevitable, so Guo Hao specially dragged a group of immortals over to act as a rescue team.

Apart from anything else, Nan Hua's ability to turn back time makes him very suitable to be an emergency doctor.

Nan Hua and others could only smile bitterly at this. When they were tied to the Han Dynasty chariot, they could not run away and had no choice but to follow the Han Dynasty's path to the dark side.

"Boom!" There was another roar, followed by an infinite sonic boom.

The two fought dozens of times in the blink of an eye, and each suffered heavy injuries, but what remained unchanged was their sincere gaze.

"The final blow!" Wang Yue also increased his concentration.

Although neither of them is his opponent, he really needs to be serious if he wants to guarantee their life or death in a confrontation.
Chapter completed!