From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 37: Zao Wou-ki: I have something to report
Jia Wei and Su Can stood opposite each other, and they both took off their armor at the same time in tacit understanding.

"In order to marry Miss Rushuang, I will show no mercy! Brother Jia..."

Jia Wei interrupted directly: "Three moves!"

"What three moves? You want me to give you three moves?"

Jia Wei said calmly: "If you can take three of my moves, I will give you the title of Wu Zhuangyuan."

"Ahahahaha...Brother Jia, you are really humorous."

Su Can was still smiling, when suddenly he dodged and punched Jia Wei.

Jia Wei stood there without moving. He bent his legs slightly and activated the Vajra Indestructible Technique of the Nine Yang Divine Art. When Su Can got close to him, he grabbed his fist.

Su Can's face was suddenly filled with astonishment. He felt as if he had punched a stone and his wrist was hurting.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but his fist was like being clamped by an iron clamp. No matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all. Even if he used his internal energy, the internal energy that entered Jia Wei's body was like mud entering the sea, and it disappeared without a trace.

When did Jia Wei acquire such great strength and such profound inner power?
Su Can looked at Jia Wei with panic on his face, and suddenly saw a fist as big as a sandbag growing larger in front of his eyes.

"Don't hit someone in the face...ah!"

Jia Wei was still holding one of Su Can's hands, so he had no way to avoid it. With a scream, Su Can flew sideways and almost fell off the stage.

Jia Wei stood there rubbing his wrist. Su Can slowly got up, his face was swollen.

He shook his head. With his strength as a quasi-first-rate master, he would crush Su Can, a third-rate fighter. There would not be any suspense.

"Are you on drugs?" Su Can's face was full of doubts. "There's no need to fight so hard for a martial arts champion, right?"

Jia Wei used the Gecko Wall-Climbing Skill to bounce out. After Su Can was hit by a punch, he realized the difference in strength and immediately changed his fighting strategy. He kept dodging and moving around.

"The second move, the third move, the fourth move, the fifth move... you've already lost!"

Jia Wei ignored him and followed closely with his body skills. Seeing that he was about to be forced into a dead end, Su Can could only use his strength in his arms and strike Jia Wei's chest, right on the "Tan point".

Jia Wei couldn't help but smile. The Nine Yang Divine Art was not powerful enough to kill, but it was very effective in protecting oneself.

He mobilized his internal energy and gathered it in his chest to protect his body. Not only did he bounce back the force of Su Can's punch, but the opponent's attack also aroused the extremely yang heat in his body, adding to his strength and might!
Su Can felt as if his arm was about to break and the pain was unbearable. Jia Wei's domineering true energy rushed into his meridians, turning his whole body upside down and making him feel hot.

Jia Wei took advantage of the victory and slapped him again. Su Can saw that Jia Wei's palm power was like a tidal wave, and he was doomed to fail, so he wanted to retreat... Anyway, Jia Wei would definitely hold back, and it was impossible for him to be killed with one palm.

At this moment, the image of Miss Rushuang suddenly flashed through his mind, and all his strength was lifted up involuntarily! He tapped the ground with his feet and flew backwards, using his internal strength to slap Jia Wei with his palms, constantly changing his moves.

Jia Wei's eyes were determined. He raised his palm and stepped towards Su Can. No matter how Su Can changed, he only had this palm.

Su Can exhausted all his energy until he was forced to the edge of the stage, but he still didn't take Jia Wei's palm. Jia Wei's palm fell down and hit him on the chest, pushing him off the stage, and then he withdrew five points of his internal energy.

Su Can got off the stage and coughed violently a few times, but no blood came out. For a moment, he looked at Jia Wei on the stage with a somewhat dazed expression... He actually lost!

Jia Wei withdrew his gaze, turned to the platform and bowed.

Suddenly the whole place was boiling with excitement.

Father Su shouted to Su Can who was still lying on the ground: "Son, are you okay? Think positively, you have brought honor to the family..."

People's joys and sorrows are not the same. Duolong next to him was almost laughing his head off: "Haha, I've made a fortune, I've made a fortune. This Young Master Jia is really a young hero, his martial arts are unparalleled in the world!"

...Emperor Xuanwu nodded secretly. After seeing Jia Wei's skills in the Jiaofang Bureau that day, he had anticipated this result.

"Jia Wei, I have appointed you as the top martial arts scholar!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Jia Wei exhaled a breath of foul air and immediately felt relaxed. Although this world is very dangerous, fortunately everything is going well now.

Now that he has been born as a top martial arts scholar and has a merit in saving the emperor, which is not something that can be shown publicly, if he can become "favored by the emperor", his meteoric rise is just around the corner.

"Su Can and Liu Fang are the second and third place winners. The three of you will be awarded the title of Military Scholars!"

Liu Fang quickly thanked him and was very excited, but Su Can was a little slow to react and seemed a little disappointed.

He thought he could pass the imperial examination and become the top martial arts scholar, and marry Miss Rushuang in style, but reality dealt him a heavy blow. A strong sense of frustration came over him, making him become somewhat decadent.

Suddenly, a figure walked out from the ranks of ministers. He came to the open space, saluted, and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, I have something to report!"

Jia Wei looked back at him and saw that his steps were steady, which showed that his martial arts foundation was very solid. He also saw that his breathing was long and his blood was vigorous, which meant that he was probably practicing external martial arts.

Emperor Xuanwu's expression faded a little: "Zhao Wuji, today is the military examination, not the state affairs."

"Zhao Wuji?" Jia Wei frowned slightly.

He remembered that Zhao Wuji's kung fu was extremely strange, and his nemesis was the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Where are the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms in the world?

There is a secret manual in the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, and the people who master it include Guo Jing, Hong Qigong, Qiao Feng... and the old beggar that Su Can met in eastern Guangdong.

At this time, Liu Fang, who was standing next to him, reminded him calmly: "He is Wei Yan's godson..."

Wei Yan... calling the powerful factory lord like this, it seems that the conflict between the Four Kings and Eight Dukes and Wei Ao is very deep!

Jia Wei nodded slightly to show his gratitude and accepted Liu Fang's goodwill. The court needed more human relationships than the underworld, and he naturally understood this truth.

Zhao Wuji said: "Your Majesty, what I am reporting is exactly about today's military examination."

Emperor Xuanwu had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "Approved."

"I have found out that Su Can is illiterate. How could he pass the policy essay test in the Ministry of War? It is obvious that someone cheated for personal gain! I beg Your Majesty to investigate this matter thoroughly and give justice to all the candidates for the military examination!"

Emperor Xuanwu had a cold expression. Although Jia Wei didn't see the emperor's face, he could feel the change in the atmosphere.

But Jia Wei always felt that the emperor was unhappy with the eunuch party, not because Su Can cheated...

Emperor Xuanwu pondered for a moment and said, "Bring the four treasures of the study to Su Can."

After a while, a Jinyiwei brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them in front of Su Can. Emperor Xuanwu continued, "Su Can, Zhao Wuji said that you are illiterate. I order you to write your name immediately!

"If you can't write it, I will punish you for deceiving the emperor and cheating in the martial arts examination. You will be punished for both crimes! If you can write it, it will be Zhao Wuji's false accusation, and I will punish him for the same crime!"

Su Can's face was dull. He picked up the brush and stood there for a moment, his expression a little stiff...

(End of this chapter)