Villain: We agreed to cancel the engagement, what are you regretting?

In the later part of the main plot of"The Great River and Lake", Lin An established Qiufenglou, a killer organization that the whole world feared.

The person who initially provided him with financial support was someone he met during this bet.

In addition to wanting to fleece Lin An, Wang Xuan also wanted to ruin his chances by betting this time.

Not long after Wang Xuan left, Chu Siyan came to the gambling stand.

She took a look at Lin An's odds, frowned, and asked:

"What's going on? Wasn't Lin An's odds 1 to 20 just now? Why is it only 1 to 4 now?"

Bucktooth Su was surprised and asked,"Girl? Are you going to bet on this too? Lin An’？"

Chu Siyan narrowed her eyes and asked,"What do you mean by 'also'?"

"Just now, a young man from a rich family came over and bet 200,000 taels on this Lin An!"

The odds of the gambling table are variable. Wang Xuan bet 200,000 taels, which lowered the odds of Lin An.

"Two hundred thousand taels!" Chu Siyan opened her mouth slightly, unable to hide her shock.

Then she frowned slightly:"Is there anyone else besides our Chu family who knows Lin Lang's background?"

Otherwise, why would he dare to bet two hundred thousand taels on Lin An?

Chu Siyan shook her head. The only people who knew Lin An's background were her, her father and Lin An himself. It was impossible for these three to leak the news.

"Maybe it was a noble son who was on good terms with Lin Lang who bet on it. I'll ask him later."

That's not a problem. The biggest problem is that the odds have become lower, which is very uncomfortable.

The Chu family is not the same as before. They have managed to collect 50,000 taels.

If it was 1 to 20, Lin An would get 1 million taels if he won, which would definitely make the Chu family rich.

Now it's only 1 to 4, so if he wins, he can only get 200,000 taels, which is a full five times difference.

The gap is too big.

But Chu Siyan still placed the bet. No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. 200,000 taels is not a small amount for the current Chu family.

Chu Siyan left after buying.

Lin An's odds went straight to 1 to 3, rushing into the top ten of the odds list, and he was the only one who was not in the top ten of the prediction list.

Many people were very surprised when they saw it.

"Who is this person? He is only ranked 50th in the prediction, so how come he is in the top 10 in the odds list?"

"A few incense sticks ago, a young man bought 200,000 taels, and just now a young lady bought 50,000 taels. Do you think these nobles have some inside information?"

"Hearing what you said, it is really possible. Maybe a noble has bribed the referee and is planning to cheat!"

"If so, I'll buy some."

"I buy some too"

"I also want!"

"......"

In an instant, the"inside" news spread from one person to another, and many people rushed in to bet on Lin An to win the championship.

Bucktooth Su naturally accepted everyone who came, and smiled from ear to ear.

But he sneered in his heart.

Did he not know whether there was an inside story or not? The identity of the master behind him was not ordinary.

If there was something wrong with Lin An, he would have told them long ago, and the odds would not have been set so high at the beginning.

The imperial examination and martial arts test are the foundation of Daqian's talent selection. Cheating is strictly prohibited, and the consequences are very serious.

And those who have the power to cheat will not cheat, they have their own channels to benefit their close ones.

Cheating is the lowest means, and the stupidest means.

Therefore, Bucktooth Su cannot believe a word of the so-called insider information.

Buy it, buy it, and you will cry when the time comes.

These gamblers are not pitiful at all......

Inside the training ground, the stands around were full of people.

On the sandy ground below the stands, there were sixteen arenas, four by four in total.

At the front was the martial arts arena.

Below the martial arts arena stood two hundred people of different appearances.

They were the martial arts candidates who fought out from the fifty thousand people who participated in the martial arts test. Naturally, everyone's strength was beyond doubt.

It can be said that they were all the pillars of Daqian.

One third of them were strong men in the innate realm.

Due to special reasons, the martial arts test was not like the literary test. Even if you were fifty or sixty years old, you could take the test.

The age limit for the martial arts test was under thirty years old.

To be innate under thirty years old meant that you could become a master before the age of fifty when your blood and qi were exhausted.

This kind of master seedling was rare in some sects.

In their respective provincial examinations, they were also among the best.

But in the last round of the Daqian imperial martial arts test, it was just an upper-middle level. For more than a hundred years, Daqian has been able to dominate the four directions and make all the barbarians submit, relying on this endless stream of talents.

It is conceivable that the last round of the martial arts test was difficult.

Not to mention winning the championship, even those who made it into the top ten were all monsters among monsters.

On the martial arts stage, the Minister of War Liu Qu stood in the middle and read the imperial edict:

"The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven, proclaims:

I rule the country with culture and suppress rebellion with force. You are the pillars of the imperial court and the pillars of the country......."

The words are difficult to understand, so I won't write them all out.

The general meaning is: Emperor, I want to show my skills, and I just need talents.

And you are all the pillars of my Daqian, which is exactly what I need.

It's been hard for so many days of competition. It's not easy to get here. There will be rewards afterwards.

I hope everyone will give their best and show us the appearance of a good man of my Daqian.

In the future, you will definitely be crowned as a wolf in the Xu, glorify your ancestors, etc.

In general.

It's just a big cake and chicken blood.

It's similar to the way the capitalists used to do. There are a lot of empty words and clichés.

Wang Xuan almost fell asleep while listening. But the eyes of the two hundred people in the audience were shining.

Wang Xuan could understand their excitement.

After all, they were taught the traditional idea of "learning literary and martial arts, and serving the emperor" since they were young.

Being able to serve the emperor and the court is their lifelong wish. It's difficult for

Wang Xuan to judge the good and bad.

To live a muddle-headed life without worries, or to struggle a lifetime in sobriety and pain.

For many people, it's a problem.

Wang Xuan didn't have the heart to think about these things. He is sober and happy now, and there is no problem at all.

At most, he was worried about when he could complete the Pure Yang Wuji Gong.

He sat in the VIP seat next to the martial arts stage, holding his chin and looking down boredly.

Finally, he saw the person he wanted to see at the end of the crowd, Lin An.

"Um?"

"How could such a big change happen in just one month?"

Lin An stood at the back, eyes closed, quiet and silent as if nothing happened.

If you didn't look carefully, you would subconsciously ignore him.

When Wang Xuan focused on looking at Lin An, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

"The sword intent is perfected!"

Wang Xuan's heart trembled.

"A month ago, Lin An had just touched the threshold of sword intent, not even the subtle one, but now he has mastered the sword intent?"

And Wang Xuan used the divine flower to sense it.

Lin An must have entered the innate state, at least condensed a flower.

This speed of improvement is simply cheating!

The son of luck?

Humph!

You are so noble!

You are amazing!

After being surprised, a chill rushed to the back of Wang Xuan's head.

This strength improvement.

Fortunately, he suppressed him many times and cut off his opportunity.

Otherwise, the grass on the grave is now three feet high, and he can just go to the feast directly.

"It seems that we need to speed up, plunder Lin An's luck as soon as possible, and kill him, so as to avoid more trouble."

While Wang Xuan was thinking about how to deal with Lin An, Liu Qu finished reading the imperial edict.

However, he did not return to his seat directly, but retreated behind the curtain and bowed:

"Prime Minister Qing, would you like to come out and say a few words?"

A graceful figure could be vaguely seen behind the curtain, and a crisp but majestic voice came out:

"I will not go out now, Sir Liu, please do as you please."

After receiving the definite answer, Liu Qu no longer hesitated and turned to signal the soldiers beside him.

The sound of the gong rang out.

"The last round of the imperial examination, the martial arts competition"

"Officially begin!"