low-key is king

Chapter 878 It's not a dream!

"Grandfather and grandmother don't have to worry, Ling'er's illness has been cured by my second uncle!"

On the huge water moon mirror, a line of small characters appeared again, and then the other party seemed to be afraid that the grandparents would not believe it, so they added a line of words: "It is really cured, not to comfort grandparents!"

The last sentence really sounded like Ling'er's tone, which caused Lu Mingyang, who was extremely stable before, to tremble violently and shake violently.

As for the Queen Zhao Lijing on the other side, she was already sobbing. Thinking of Lu Linger's two pains on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, she felt like a knife was piercing her heart.

Later, when Lu Xun returned, he managed to control the pain of Lu Linger's hemorrhagic attack, but he couldn't cure it. Whether he could live to be ten years old was a matter of debate, which made them feel very sad.

Ling'er had a miserable life experience, and was drained of all blood by her biological mother, and suffered heavy blows both physically and mentally.

Let alone a little girl who was only six years old at the time, even an adult would probably not be able to bear it.

But at that time, Lu Ling'er had to force a smile to make her grandmother happy. Whenever she thought of the smile on that pale little face, the queen couldn't bear it.

"Your Majesty, Miss Ling'er is really cured!"

Li Hua, the maid who also watched Lu Linger grow up, also had moist eyes, and her tone was even more excited.

This not only relieved Miss Linger's illness, but also relieved the empress and his wife's heart disease.

"This……"

Aside from these relatives who are related to Lu Linger by blood, the other civil servants and military generals couldn't help but look at each other. Naturally, they had also heard about what happened in the Zhendong Palace back then.

They may not know exactly what happened, but they know that the Zhendong Palace invited countless famous doctors from Xuanyang Kingdom to treat Lu Linger, but they were helpless in the end.

Over time, the news that the little princess of the Zhendong Prince's Mansion had an incurable disease gradually spread, and many people sighed with emotion, thinking that the Zhendong Prince's Mansion was really a leaky house and it was raining all night.

But no one thought that the Zhendong Prince's Mansion, which had fallen to the bottom of the valley, would be able to make a comeback. Not only did it counterattack and return to the capital, it became the new lord of Xuanyang, but it also became the overlord of the surrounding countries.

Now that even Lu Linger's so-called incurable disease has been cured, this is simply a blessing for Xuanyang Kingdom, and there will be no more worries from now on.

"Miss Ling'er's illness was cured by the second prince?"

Some interested people noticed another key point, which made them guess. It seems that the second prince must have a good attainment in medicine.

"Grandfather and grandma, the Liberal Arts Academy's Hundred Fighting Ranking Challenge has just ended, and my aunt has already squeezed into the top [-]. Guess what number the second uncle is?"

The news on the huge water moon mirror is still coming in, even if Lu Linger cannot be seen, everyone can guess her excitement when typing these words.

"Hundred battle list..."

As for the list of hundreds of battles mentioned in the news, even these civil servants and military generals who are far away in Xuanyang Kingdom know what kind of list it is.

That is probably one of the two lists with the most gold content in the entire Daxuan Dynasty, and the other one is naturally the Martial Arts List of the Martial Arts Academy.

As we all know, geniuses who can join the Liberal Arts Academy are already extremely monstrous evildoers in these small peripheral countries.

There are only about ten out of billions of people, and it is conceivable that they are truly one in a billion.

And the geniuses on the hundred battle list are monsters among monsters.

As far as they know, even among the geniuses of the Liberal Arts Academy who have broken through to the seventh level, there are still many who cannot be ranked on the top of the hundred battle list.

Many people know that Lu Xue is a natal sword master, but they also know that Lu Xue is not yet 17 years old, right?
It is simply shocking to be able to squeeze into the list of hundred battles at such an age.

"The second prince hasn't joined the Teachers College for a long time. His ranking should be lower than that of Princess Snow, right?"

Some people noticed a question behind Lu Linger, and they were all guessing at the moment.

After all, when Lu Xun left, he didn't even break through to the Sixth Realm. How much could he improve in just half a year?
"Top fifty?"

Lu Mingyang knew Lu Xun better than these civil servants and generals, and knew that his second son's talent was probably far higher than that of his younger daughter, so he boldly guessed a ranking.

"Your Majesty is really eager to love your son!"

A newly promoted general spoke half-jokingly.

Today's occasion is not considered too formal. When this remark was made, many people laughed and echoed it, and Lu Mingyang also showed a smile on his face.

Perhaps in Lu Mingyang's heart, he felt that his guess was a bit too flattering to Lu Xun.

How could a little guy who has only been in the Liberal Arts Academy for half a year be in the top [-] of the hundred battle list?

Even if they weren't in Daxuan Wenshi Academy, they could still guess that the evildoers who can squeeze into the top fifty of the Hundred Battles list must at least reach the seventh level of minor success or even the seventh level of great success.

In less than a year, if Lu Xun really reached this level, then they might have a different mentality, which would subvert their state of mind.

"Grandfather, I'll give you two more chances. Don't be shy and guess boldly!"

And Lu Ling'er seemed to want to make a joke with her grandfather, and a line of small characters appeared in Shuiyuejing again, which made everyone gasp and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because Lu Linger's words seem to be saying that Lu Mingyang's "top fifty" guess is a bit too conservative, so the so-called being bolder means he has a higher ranking?
And everyone thought of the so-called "two chances". Could it be that if Lu Mingyang guessed again, he would definitely not be able to guess Lu Xun's position on the hundred battle list?
"Top...top twenty?"

I have to say that Lu Mingyang is already very bold. When he entered these trembling words into the Shuiyue Mirror, everyone felt that his face was a little stiff. Isn't this a dream?
To be ranked in the top [-] of the Hundred Battles Ranking, at least the seven realms must be achieved, or even the seven realms have been completed, which is already regarded as the top and peak monster genius in the entire Daxuan Dynasty.

These people are definitely taught by their own masters from the academy, and they will even enter the eyes of the [-] masters of the academy. After graduation, it is not impossible for them to go to the inner circle of the mountain to continue their cultivation.

Many people know the fact that Lu Xun is valued by many teachers of Liberal Arts College, but they all understand the truth that food needs to be eaten at a bite, and the road needs to be walked step by step.

In such a short period of time, Lu Xun can squeeze into the top [-] of the hundred battle list, that is too far-fetched.

"Grandfather, there is only one chance left!"

However, what shocked everyone was yet to come. Not long after Lu Mingyang entered that guess, a line of small characters appeared on the Shuiyue Mirror again, making the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony instantly silent.

"Could it be... the top ten?!"

Such a thought flashed through everyone's minds, but they didn't dare to think deeply about it.

In the hearts of the civil servants and generals of these remote and small countries, the top ten of the hundred battles list can no longer be described as a genius.

The simple and ordinary word genius is not enough to describe such a monster.

They clearly knew that every one of the top ten talents in the Hundred Battles List would be enough to wipe out these small remote countries with a snap of their fingers.

"Ling'er, don't be so secretive, what is the number, can you just tell me?"

After a brief shock, Lu Mingyang took a deep breath, this time he didn't guess at all, or maybe he didn't want to be shocked any more, he really wanted to know an answer.

After Lu Mingyang entered this sentence on the Shuiyue Mirror, everyone's eyes widened, and they didn't dare to blink at all, for fear of missing the first time to know the shocking truth.

"First!"

After a while, only two words appeared on the Shuiyue Mirror.

But it was just these two words that made everyone's hearts jump to their throats in an instant, as if they were about to jump out of their mouths in the next moment.

Simple two words, but the meaning is not trivial.

This is a ranking that no one has ever thought about, nor did they dare to think about it. Is this something that only a little Xuanyang country can do?

No matter how much everyone thinks highly of Lu Xun, even Lu Mingyang himself, after knowing Lu Xun's many strange and tyrannical methods, can only guess at the top fifty of the hundred battles.

Looking at it now, even if Lu Linger asked her grandfather to guess ten more times, she might not be able to guess the truth. At this moment, everyone in the Hall of Supreme Harmony felt a turmoil in their hearts.

"Isn't this a dream?"

Prime Minister Zhao Qidong was over seventy years old and his hair was already grey, but at this moment he danced around like a child and pinched his lower thigh hard.

"what!"

A scream resounded through the Hall of Supreme Harmony, finally pulling back everyone's loss of consciousness.

Then they saw Zhao Minglou, the second son of the Zhao family, with a look of pain on his face, and a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"Father, why are you pinching me?"

Zhao Minglou rubbed his thigh aggrievedly, it turned out that what Zhao Qidong pinched was not his own thigh just now, but his second son's leg, no wonder he didn't feel any pain.

"It seems that I am not dreaming!"

Feeling no pain just now, Zhao Qidong once thought he was dreaming, but when he saw his son's painful expression, he became a little excited, which made Zhao Minglou even more resentful.

"What? I'll pinch you, do you have an opinion?"

At this moment, Zhao Qidong had calmed down. Seeing the resentful eyes of his second son, he couldn't help but glared, making Zhao Minglou dare not say anything more. Who told you to be my father?
"The Academy's annual Hundred Battles Challenge has just ended. Second Uncle defeated Liu Sanqing who was the number one in the Hundred Battles. Now he is the No.1 of the new generation of the Academy!"

Lu Ling'er, who was opposite the Shuiyue Mirror, knew that the two words were too simple, so at the next moment, a few lines of small characters appeared on the Shuiyue Mirror, finally letting everyone understand.

"I see!"

Lu Mingyang, who was still somewhat skeptical at first, finally took a deep breath at this moment.

When he turned his head, what he saw was a crowd of stunned faces, which made the depths of his heart involuntarily filled with arrogance.

"That's my Lu Mingyang's son!"

(End of this chapter)