I'm brushing proficiency in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 64 The Battle Begins

This sudden sound, the slightly thin middle-aged man is indeed the Lao Wang that Ma Yang has been thinking about.

He turned his head and saw Ma Yang's expression, feeling that something was wrong.

No matter what, a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment suddenly came.

He still wanted to ask a few more questions, but he saw that above the lobby, the master clerk had already come out from behind the curtain.

And after this little old man, a man in his 40s came out.

When Lao Wang saw this person, he immediately became silent and tried to straighten his back.

Your lord, the magistrate, is in the mood to speak.

It seems that there is only one realm difference between forming a pill and establishing a foundation, but the difference in strength is a thousand miles away, and most people can't even touch the threshold in their entire lives.

In this Qingshan County, when the number of foundation-building monks was the most, there were more than a thousand people, but there were only two or three people who cultivated alchemy.

This power of heaven and earth is not so easy to comprehend.

Zhou You also looked sideways, he had never seen the Chief Officer of Xuntian Division before.

I saw that the other party was wearing a very ordinary cyan gown, with no official look on his body, a long sword hanging from his waist, and a book in his hand.

It doesn't look like a secretary, but rather a down-and-out middle-aged scholar who has repeatedly failed the exam.

The officer rolled the book in his hand into a roll, stuffed it directly into his waist, then stood on the steps, and said loudly to everyone:

"Everyone knows what's going on this time. The Sky Survey Division is busy with affairs, so I won't say much. Whoever wants to succeed the position of the Chief Bookkeeper should come forward."

Just as everyone was about to move, a voice came from the distant sky.

"It's not too late."

As soon as the words were said, a ray of mysterious light came from the direction of South Street, and landed beside the officer in the blink of an eye.

The light of the escape method dissipated, and it was City Lord Pei who arrived with a pair of sons and daughters.

"I've seen Lord City Master." The officer saluted slightly and said with a smile.

Under the leadership of the officer, everyone in the Xuntian Division followed suit.

"I have seen the Lord of the City!"

Apart from the master-student relationship, few monks kneel down when performing etiquette among monks, just bow slightly with fists folded.

City Lord Pei waved his hand, signaling to everyone that they don't need to be polite, then turned to look at the officer, and said with a smile, "Your method of selecting the master book is quite interesting."

For positions that are not high or low, such as the master book, they are usually hand-picked by the magistrates, and it is rare to speak based on strength.

After all, they are direct subordinates, who doesn't want to find a caring person?
"I usually hide in the backyard to read books and practice swords. As the master, I need to find someone who can hold me down."

This officer did not hide his usual lazy behavior at all, and spoke out his good intentions for holding this competition openly.

Or else, the scholars are bold...

Who dares to talk to the superior like that. . .

When the two were talking, almost everyone's eyes were on Pei Tian and Pei Linger.

Three days ago, the city lord's mansion released news that a couple of sons and daughters had been found.

This is the first public appearance today, so no one is not curious.

Fatty and his sister always quarreled on weekdays, but today they were very calm. Even when they saw Zhou You, they just nodded and blinked, and didn't dare to run over to say hello.

There is no way, they always want to create some image outside, to save some face for the old man.

The officer and City Lord Pei spoke a few more words, and then looked at the more than 100 people in the field, "Come on, everyone who wants to be the master book stand up, and today we will decide who is strong and who is weak."

In the end, there were nearly 190 people in seventeen teams, and only twelve stood in front of the stage.

This also includes Zhou You, who just joined.

In addition to him and Ma Yang, there are two other people who are also in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the other eight are all in the late stage of foundation establishment.

Almost as soon as Zhou You stood up, he attracted everyone's attention.

There are only more than 30 foundation-builders in the Xuntian Division, and now a new face suddenly appears, how can it not attract attention.

The officer looked around, and he also had no impression of Zhou You, but he didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Twelve people can be divided into six groups, and they can fight for several rounds!"

The middle-aged scholar looked at the crowd in front of him, as if suddenly aroused a little interest, the ring on his hand flashed, and immediately took out the paper, pen, inkstone,
"Old Zhang, lend me your back!"

The master secretary on the side hurried forward, bent his body, and let the magistrate write his pen and ink on himself.

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Zhou You always felt that the officer seemed a little out of tune...

City Lord Pei watched the whole process with a smile and did not say anything.

"One-on-one, two-on-two, it's fair, don't use your spiritual sense to peek!"

The officer kneaded twelve sheets of white paper into small paper balls, controlled the spiritual power to make them sway in the air, and then scattered them in front of everyone like a celestial maiden scattered flowers.

12 people stepped forward, one of them took a small ball of paper, Zhou You opened it and saw that he was two...

"Brother Ma, what's your number?"

"I'm number four." After Ma Yang glanced at the white paper in Zhou You's hand, he began to look around for the traces of the other two and four.

The officer clapped his hands and drew everyone's attention, "Go to the martial arts arena, the first group will fight first!"

After he finished speaking, he nodded to City Lord Pei, and the two of them walked to the martial arts field first.

On weekdays, the left side of the lobby where cases are judged is a martial arts arena, which can be regarded as the activity center for the team members of Xun Tiansi, where they usually rest and practice martial arts.

"Brother Zhou, which one are you on?" Seeing that everyone was busy walking, Pei Ling'er sneaked to the end of the line, stood beside Zhou You, and asked in a low voice.

"The second one." Zhou You didn't care, he didn't deliberately lower his volume, and even showed the girl the white paper with two written on it in his hand.

Ma Yang originally followed Zhou You and wanted to discuss it, but suddenly his eyes widened and he froze in place.

Why did the city lord's daughter come here?
What did she call Brother Zhou?
Is there something wrong with my fucking ears!

The girl made a cheering gesture to Zhou You, and then trotted quickly, chasing her father and brother.

"Zhou, brother Zhou, you, you and the city lord?" Seeing that there was no one else around, Ma Yang stammered out a sentence in a very low voice.

"He just treated me to a meal." Zhou You was not in the mood to show off his great achievements.

When he saw the Martial Arts Field in front of him, it was already surrounded by crowds, so he pushed Ma Yang forward who was full of question marks.

At this time, Ma Yang's mind was full of thoughts. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the slightly fat Mr. Zhu in Wanbaozhai. Then he looked up and saw the city owner Pei dozens of meters away, and the man beside him. a pair of sons and daughters.

There are only two Golden Core cultivators in Qingshan County, you took them all?
Even the city lord wants to invite you to dinner?

So, what is the meaning of this fight?
(End of this chapter)