Fighter of the Destiny

The candidate suddenly turned around, looked at the priest in charge of the exam, pointed at the four candidates behind him, and asked, "Can I challenge them?"

Those four candidates were the last four among the first sixty-four candidates who passed Qujiang. When they heard that the person wanted to challenge themselves, instead of getting angry, they showed joy and repeatedly said yes.

The priest who left the palace said indifferently: "Do you think the imperial examination is a child's play? I made it clear before that the top 49 candidates can choose their opponents from the bottom 49 candidates at will, and the winner will advance to the battle. Don’t you understand the next round of trials?”

There was silence. After being silent for a long time, the candidate suddenly said: "This is not fair!"

He looked at the candidates who were originally ranked in the lower stage but won the battle, and said angrily: "My martial arts test results are better than them, and I crossed the river before them, why should I challenge a stronger opponent now? The Imperial Examination is certainly not a child's play, but don't you think this rule is unreasonable?"

There was still no expression on the face of the priest from the palace, and he said calmly: "This can only mean that you are unlucky. Who allowed you to cross the river between sixty and sixty-four?"

Hearing these words, there was an uproar in the audience, thinking that things like luck were also part of the assessment of the imperial examination. The priest's words really made no sense.

The priest knew what these young practitioners were thinking. He looked at everyone with slightly cold expressions and said: "How can there be absolute fairness in the world? On the battlefield, you are asked to take charge of the rear and intercept the strongest demon master. Do you think this is unfair? You can refuse orders? If you want to survive, luck is always the most important factor."

The candidates were silent, still disagreeing with this argument, but not knowing how to object.

The candidate had no choice but to accept this sad fact. The consolation was that he at least had more choices than the last four remaining candidates.

He turned around and looked at Lin Pan again, his eyes moving back and forth on the faces of Chen Changsheng and others, still unable to make up his mind on who to choose.

There was silence in front of the Xichen Building, and the air seemed to have turned cold. Dozens of candidates were nervously waiting for his final decision.

On the contrary, those guys on the edge of the forest who were supposed to be the most nervous and could only passively wait for selection, behaved quite calmly and calmly.

The priest who left the palace didn't know why he didn't urge him like he did several times before, or maybe he and the other examiners were also curious about the candidate's choice.

Finally, the candidate made up his mind, pointed at Xuanyuan Po, and said, "It's you."

The silence in the room was broken, and there was a buzzing discussion. If it were another candidate, he wouldn't know who to choose as his opponent.

Xuanyuan Po was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and said to Luo Luo: "Teacher, I'm going to go then."

Tang Thirty-Six raised his eyebrows and said, "It's unlucky to go, so change it."

Xuanyuan Po ignored him, saluted Chen Changsheng and said, "I'm going."

Logically speaking, he should call Chen Changsheng his master, but although he now admires and even respects Chen Changsheng very much, he still can't pronounce this title.

Tang Sanliu was not angry after being ignored. He reached up, patted the monster boy's generous shoulder, and whispered: "Do you still remember what you said last night?"

Xuanyuan Po hummed and said: "Don't give the other party any chance to think, close the distance between them as quickly as possible, and then knock them down directly."

After saying this, he suddenly noticed something was wrong with Tang Sanliu's expression, and then found that the expressions of Luo Luo and Chen Changsheng had also changed. Even Su Moyu had his mouth open, looking extremely surprised.

"What's wrong?" He touched the back of his head in confusion and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

Tang Sanshiliu sighed and patted his shoulder again, saying, "It's not wrong, it's just that the sound was too loud."

Only then did Xuanyuan Po notice that there was silence in front of Xichen Building, and everyone was looking at him with very wonderful expressions on their faces.

His voice was very loud, and he answered Tang Sanliu's questions very naturally, without even thinking about controlling his volume.

So, he told everyone, including his opponent, the battle strategy prepared for him by the National Education Academy.

So, can this battle strategy still be effective?

Chen Changsheng shook his head, put the two crystal stones into Xuanyuan Po's pocket, handed the water bag to his mouth and let him take a few sips.

Tang Thirty-Six walked closer to Xuanyuan Po and said something in a low voice.

The priest who left the palace looked at the people in the National Education Academy and wanted to laugh but didn't. He said, "Hurry up."

After being urged, Yuan Po was a little nervous and almost choked on the water. Chen Changsheng hurriedly patted his back. Tang Sanliu even sped up his speech, reminding him to pay attention to matters during the battle. The place seemed busy, Su Looking at this scene, Mo Yu couldn't help but shake his head and said, "You were just bored and dazed for so long. Isn't it too late to worry now?"

"You don't understand. If you tell him too early, I'm afraid he will forget. Besides, you don't know who is fighting him at that time, so how can you teach him?" Tang Sanliu said without looking back.

Luoluo walked up to Xuanyuan Po and said, "Since we have won, why should we be nervous?"

Xuanyuan Po stuttered a little and said, "No...no...no way."

Chen Changsheng stared into his eyes and said, "If you remember thirty-six words, you will definitely win."

Xuanyuan Po nodded vigorously.

At this time, Tang Sanliu finally ended the temporary guidance before the battle, punched him in the chest, and said: "Get off to a good start."

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Xuanyuan Po stood on the ground covered with yellow sand, looking up at the black eaves forming a circle and the blue sky cut into a circle, and suddenly he thought of the porcelain plates serving vegetables in the Herb Garden.

A creak sounded behind him, and the door to the Washing Building closed again.

When he woke up, he realized that he had been distracted just now. Instead of panicking, he remembered what Tang Sanliu said a few nights ago, thinking that he was no longer nervous, right?

He looked across and saluted his opponent with clasped hands.

At this time, there were only him and the examinee on the ground in the dust-washing building. No examiner could be seen, and no sound could be heard outside the building. It seemed that some kind of sound-isolating formation was at work.

At this moment, a voice without any emotion came from upstairs.

"If you're ready, just start."

Xuanyuan Po looked upstairs, but saw no one, and he didn't see any windows. He couldn't help but wonder where the examiners were hiding. He suddenly remembered what Chen Changsheng reminded him, and quickly asked: "What if... if What should I do if I kill someone?"

There was silence in the washing building, and the examiner who was somewhere was silent for a long time.

His opponent looked extremely ugly.

The examiner's voice sounded again: "You can't be beaten to death."

Xuanyuan Po groaned, looked at his opponent, and asked, "Are you ready?"

His opponent was an examinee from Huangshan Valley.

The Yellow Valley is in the south.

Not all disciples of the southern sect can participate in the Great Imperial Examination. Just as the preparatory examination for the Great Imperial Examination will be held in Kyoto, similar examinations will also be held in the south. The fact that this candidate from Huangshan Valley can pass the preliminary examination has proved his ability. Ability, not to mention the time it took him to pass the martial arts test was shorter than most people, which meant that the strength of his spiritual consciousness and the amount of real energy were very good.

It was difficult for him to choose his opponent before. That was because the National Education Academy's recent reputation was too great, which did not mean that he had no confidence in himself. Moreover, the fact that he finally chose Xuanyuan Po showed that, at least relatively speaking, he was confident about defeating Xuanyuan Po. There is a certain degree of certainty, or a certain countermeasure.

From the moment he entered the Cleansing Building to this moment, Xuanyuan Po first stared at the sky in a daze, and then asked such a sentence. How did this Huangshan Valley disciple know that he was naturally honest and honest? He only felt that he was deliberately humiliating himself, and his emotions were extremely extreme. Too bad, he suddenly became furious and wanted to chop this guy down with one sword.

"I heard that you are disabled, are you ready to lose?"

The Huanggu Valley disciple looked at Xuanyuan Po and sneered.

Saying such words, he did not draw the sword first.

Because outside the Xichen Building, all the candidates could clearly hear this burly demon boy saying in a thunderous voice that he wanted to attack and close the distance between him and his opponent.

——He didn’t know whether Xuanyuan Po said this on purpose to confuse him, or if he really planned to make such an arrangement, but out of caution and security, he would of course first consider retreating and keeping a distance, and then rely on his exquisite swordsmanship to confront this demon again. The clan boys had a good fight.

This disciple of Huanggu Valley retreated without hesitation, sweeping away five feet.

At the same time, his sword came out of its sheath, bringing with it a breeze that lingered in front of him, and he suddenly became defensive.

Looking at this scene, Xuanyuan Po was startled, wondering why Tang Sanliu had managed to do it?

Earlier outside the building, Tang Sanliu told him that at the beginning of the battle, his opponent would definitely retreat and use a defensive stance, so he should not think about anything and move forward from the beginning, burning all his true energy. Move forward, no matter how the opponent's sword dances, how the true energy is emitted, or how the opponent looks like an iron wall, in short, we must advance!

Xuanyuan Po did the same thing.

When he asked the other party if they were ready, the moment the other party started to retreat, he started to move forward.

When he was a little surprised to think that Tang Sanliu could actually calculate everything and began to admire that guy, he had already entered more than ten feet.

Tang Sanshiliu's calculation was really correct, and what he said was close to the truth: retreating is never as fast as moving forward.

No one could have imagined that a big man like Xuanyuan Po could be so fast.

Because no one knew that Xuanyuan Po had been walking between steep and difficult cliffs since he was a child, hunting those red martens that were as fast as lightning.

Retreat? Fight? Xuanyuan Po, who had received guidance from Tang Thirty-Six, would not give his opponent such a chance.

The Huanggu Valley disciple retreated five feet, and he had advanced more than ten feet and came to the Huanggu Valley disciple.

He could clearly see that his opponent's face was a little pale, and he could even clearly see his own reflection in the opponent's eyes.

The Huanggu Valley disciple screamed loudly, his sword flew like the wind, and slashed towards him, with a bright light coming out from the front of the sword!

Xuanyuan Po remembered Tang Sanliu's words and didn't think about anything but moving forward.

He burned all his true energy and moved forward.

The opponent's sword formed a curtain.

He didn't look or pay attention and moved on.

His fists moved faster than his body.

A buzzing sound.

The fist wind brought countless twinkling stars, tearing up the sword wind and blowing on the faces of the Huanggu Valley disciples.

His eyes reflected countless stars, as well as countless shocks and disbeliefs.

Isn't Xuanyuan Po a new student at Star Reaching Academy? Wasn’t it just a few days after entering the National Education College? Isn't he at the bottom of the Qingyun list? Isn't his right arm disabled?

So how could he throw such a punch? Aren't those stars the signs that can only be revealed by sitting in the upper realm?

The Huangshan Valley disciples had no way to continue thinking.

Because Xuanyuan Po's fist directly knocked away his sword and landed on him.

boom!

The Huanggugu disciple hit the wall of Xichen Building dozens of feet away like a stone.

The wind was strong and the smoke and dust were flying.

The Huangshan Valley disciples seemed to be stuck in the wall, their clothes were torn and they were covered in blood.

Xuanyuan Po stopped and looked at his fist, looking a little confused, thinking why didn't he block it?

There was a rush of footsteps in the washing building.

More than a dozen examiners rushed to the venue and began to treat the Huanggu Valley disciple as quickly as possible.

"you……"

An examiner walked up to Xuanyuan Po, pointed at him and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Xuanyuan Po recognized that this examiner was the one who spoke before. He looked at the Huangshan Valley disciple who was being rescued. He felt a little uneasy and asked, "Did I do nothing wrong? You just said that you can't kill someone. If he... something goes wrong with him, it has nothing to do with me."

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(Finally finished writing, exhausted. In the next chapter, Chen Changsheng will appear. What will his first fight in his life be like?)