Chapter 304: The Main Event of the Imperial Examination (7)
A sect like the Iron Crown Sect can still be said to be famous and prestigious in a small place like Langya County. But looking at the entire Taiyuan Continent, it is not that good.
A little further, if you look at the various states and counties on the territory of the Han Dynasty, they are not very big.
But it is simply unbelievable that a disciple raised by such a small sect has created miracles one after another, eclipsing the disciples of aristocratic and wealthy families.
Literary examinations are a test of a warrior's spirit and inner qualities. Mount Baektu is a powerful force and has produced countless martial arts exams. Naturally, this kind of thing requires considerable experience.
In fact, Bai Zongdao also received corresponding training before he came out of the mountain. He received the methods practiced by all the outstanding disciples of Mount Paektu, which were specially used to pass this level.
But to be honest, even with the blessing of the sect, this level of Bai Zongdao was not easy. The mental energy, physical strength, and blood energy consumption were exhausted. Walking for a short distance was more draining than a fierce battle.
And despite undergoing these same tests, Yang Ji, who had neither received training from Mount Paektu nor practiced any special Holy Land methods, actually passed the test more easily than himself. Even he, a descendant of the Holy Land, could not help!
To be honest, no one in this hall can achieve that kind of leisurely posture, except for the mysterious Pu Zhang. But even Pu Zhang doesn't seem to be as free and spontaneous as he is.
Bai Zongdao couldn't understand how Yang Ji did it.
"This guy is amazing!"
A thought flashed through Bai Zongdao's mind. But when he turned around, he knew that Zhang Daoyi must be feeling the same as himself at this moment.
"After passing the previous test, the next level is completely a test of the unity of essence, energy and spirit. This kind of thing cannot be opportunistic. Could it be that he has understood the method of unity of essence, energy and spirit?"
Zhang Daoyi looked at Yang Ji with uncertainty in his eyes. He didn't believe that Yang Ji had reached this level, but in any case, Yang Ji's performance made him feel a strong threat.
"There are indeed some powerful people in Taiyuanzhou."
No one noticed that in the corner of the room, a young man in military green robes was watching Yang Ji silently, his eyes moving.
…
Time passed slowly, and a strange silence fell in the back hall. After Yang Ji, no one came in.
"about there!"
In the darkness of the martial arts hall, I saw this scene through the mechanism, and at the same time mentally estimated the time of the competition, the fully clothed examiner adjusted his uniform, and then led the other martial arts examiners into the hall with neat steps.
"See you, my lords!"
Hearing the footsteps, everyone in the palace, including Yang Ji, stood up in panic and saluted one after another.
"That's it!"
The fully clothed examiner looked serious and waved his hand, signaling everyone to get up:
"According to the rules of the martial arts examination, when the last person enters, no one can come out within a stick of incense. The literary examination is over."
As he spoke, he glanced at everyone and prepared to officially declare the end.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!..."
Suddenly, a hurried voice came from outside, "Whoa!" Everyone in the hall looked over. They saw a figure staggering in from behind.
His clothes were soaked, as if he had been fished out of the water. His breath was extremely weak, as if he had escaped from death after a fierce battle.
"Ouyang Zhuming!"
Yang Ji was shocked when he saw the young man stumbling in. At the last moment when the game was about to end, it was Ouyang Zhuming who rushed over on the timeline.
I clearly remember that his strength should not be enough to pass those tests, but do you mean that you underestimated his potential? Or is it that something happened that you did not expect?
"Come in. Adjutant, give him a recovery pill!"
The fully clothed examiner looked at the fish being fished out of the water. Ouyang Zhuming, who was recovering from a serious illness, first frowned, then quickly unfolded his eyebrows and said with a hint of reproach:
"You are in good spirits, but you really shouldn't waste your potential. Mental damage is not easy to heal."
His eyes were so sharp, and he could see at a glance that Ouyang Zhuming had forced his way in despite being hurt. This would cause serious damage to his own spirit and soul.
This is highly discouraged in the martial arts examination.
"Haha, thank you sir."
Ouyang Zhuming smiled slightly and said weakly, knowing that the examiner had passed his qualifications.
"You're trying too hard!"
Yang Ji walked over and shook his head. He also saw that Ouyang Zhuming's mental damage was very serious. Yang Ji had known him for a while, but this was the first time he saw his extremely strong side.
Recalling the previous scene where Ouyang Zhu Mingqiang resisted the pressure of sutra paintings and refused to retreat, Yang Ji knew that he might have underestimated this disciple of the aristocratic family.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji leaned down and put a palm on the back of Ouyang Zhuming's heart. A cool, pure spirit sneaked into Ouyang Zhuming's body without leaving a trace, dissipating his mental trauma.
"Thanks."
Ouyang Zhuming clearly felt the changes in his mind, turned to look at Yang Ji, and expressed his sincere gratitude.
Yang Ji shook his head and said nothing more.
…
Yang Ji healed Ouyang Zhuming's mental trauma, and not many people noticed it. But the only eighth-level martial arts sect in the entire hall was among them.
Sensing the changes in Ouyang Zhuming, the examiner from the Imperial Capital couldn't help but frown. He took a deep look at Yang Ji, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.
"Go ring the bell!"
The examiner in full armor waved his hand and signaled to a martial arts examiner behind him. The latter responded and took the order.
"First of all, congratulations to you for successfully standing out from thousands of candidates. As the elite among them, you are only one step away from the position of martial arts examination candidates. In addition, congratulations to all of you for successfully passing the literary examination of the martial arts examination!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as the voice fell, the hall immediately became buzzing.
"Haha, that's right. There is no paper or pen. There is no test on classics and meanings, and no test on policy theory. The long corridors, rooms, and halls you just passed through are all the content of the literary test. There is nothing else.
Test. Of course, today’s literary test content is all provided by Marquis Zhongwu, so it will be much more difficult than in previous years.”
The examiner in full armor smiled and said. He was obviously very satisfied with the effect. Some of these people knew the contents of the literary test, but obviously many people did not know what the literary test was.
After all, it was my first time to participate in the National People's Government Examination, and I had no experience.
"So this is over?"
Sitting in the corner, Yang Ji had a look of astonishment on his face. Although he had some premonitions, after experiencing the Tongsheng Examination and the Scholar Examination, Yang Ji always felt that the literary examination should include some essays, classics, and strategies on the art of war.
Unexpectedly, that difficult "journey" was actually the entire content of the literary test.
"Haha, don't be surprised. The literary test does not necessarily require paper and pen. Since any contest involving martial arts can be called a martial arts test, then any non-competition can naturally be classified as a literary test. This literary test is not as you imagined.
That's simple, I won't explain it here."
The examiner, Dao, is fully clothed. The martial arts examination has been carried out so far, and the most elite candidates have been selected. In the future, these people may be his colleagues, be crowned kings, and be ministers of the imperial court. Naturally, they will be
No need to take them too seriously.
"After the literary test is over, the court will announce the results. After you go back, there will be six days of adjustment time as usual. You can relax as much as you like. But after six days, it is the time for you to decide your fate."
"Now, leave!"
Without saying a word, the examiner, who was fully clothed, led a group of Wuzong-level adjutants, turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the hall with neat and agile movements.
The literary test ended like this, which Yang Ji had never expected before.
In the hall, everyone dispersed. Yang Ji helped Ouyang Zhuming leave the hall.
"You really shouldn't hold on like this!"
While supporting Ouyang Zhuming, Yang Ji shook his head and said, "You should understand that this is useless."
He originally thought that Ouyang Zhuming had retreated and left, but he didn't expect that this would be the result in the end. From Yang Ji's point of view, this was unnecessary.
Because Ouyang Zhuming has hurt his spirit and soul, which is more troublesome than physical trauma. Even if he passed the literary test and entered the finals, Ouyang Zhuming had no hope at all.
It's impossible to compete with others in this state.
"You don't understand."
Ouyang Zhuming smiled bitterly. His face was pale and his forehead was still sweating. His expression looked a little bitter:
"As a child of a big family, you have to do it. For the benefit of the family, let alone getting hurt, you have to do it even if you want to die. You have also stayed in our Ouyang family for a while. Have you noticed that it seems that you have never
Haven’t you heard of my second brother?”
"this……"
Yang Ji was startled, he really didn't pay attention to this. Ouyang Zifu is the third eldest son, also known as the third son. There are naturally the second son and the eldest son before him, this is for sure.
However, I have been in the Ouyang family for a while, and I have never seen Yang Ji.
"Your aristocratic family has a lot of property. Shouldn't those two young masters be practicing outside and taking charge of the overall situation?"
"Hey, training? You can say that. The eldest brother is indeed practicing outside and rarely comes back. But second brother, seven years ago, our family discovered a secret alien space that is rich in resources. The family
I lost several waves of people inside, and then I asked my second brother to take people there."
"My second brother knew the danger, but without saying a word, he still led the people in. He died inside and never came back."
Ouyang Zhuming said with a bitter smile, hiding an indescribable feeling.
"You have a good relationship with your second brother?"
Yang Ji suddenly understood.
"My martial arts skills are handed over to me by my second brother."
Ouyang Zhu Mingdao.
Yang Ji Moran. He didn't know anything about the Second Young Master Ouyang before.
It seemed that no matter whether it was a wealthy or aristocratic family, they all had their own dark side. As an outsider, Yang Ji couldn't intervene and didn't know what to say.
