I'm not a fortune teller.

Chapter 149: Go down now and you will be considered to have given up!
It is a grand day that comes once every three years. On this day, the capital city can be said to be more lively than any other time, even comparable to the coronation ceremony.

After all, ordinary people cannot enter the coronation ceremony, and the guards strictly monitor the streets, so there cannot be too many noisy people.

The Spring Examination, which is also a grand event, seems to be inaccessible to ordinary people. Most people cannot understand the articles written by literati. Besides, how can articles be as exciting as fighting?

One arena after another was built. As early as the Taizu period, the capital city had set up many martial arts arenas. The four major districts each had the largest martial arts arena, which was extremely magnificent. The steps could hold up to 100,000 people. Except for the first two rows of seats that were reserved early by the nobles, the fees required for most civilians to enter were not much. With the living standards of the people in the capital, even in the poorest northern district, almost every household would come to join in the fun.

As early as Chenshi, a large number of people were queuing up in the fighting arena.

Zhang Meng was very excited and brought a group of her girlfriends with her. Because of Hong Lie's special privileges, she asked for a lot of special seats. She got the special seats that many wives of fourth-rank Beijing officials could not get, which made her very proud in front of her girlfriends.

"That's the maid from Zhang's house?"

When Zhang Meng entered the fighting arena, many women were watching from the outside with frowns on their faces. Even many people from aristocratic families couldn't get special seats, but this wild girl from the country actually took up a whole row, and the seats were all filled with daughters of minor officials who were not presentable enough. They felt very unbalanced for a moment.

"Sister Mengmeng, you are really amazing. How can you get a position like this?"

"That's right. Hey, the one next to you is Lu Wushuang from the Lu family, right? That one is from the Jiang family, right? Oh my god, how did you get to this position?"

"Hmph, it's just a simple thing." Zhang Meng grinned complacently, while the older sister Zhang Yan beside her covered her mouth and chuckled. This damn girl, she was so shameless and was making trouble for her second brother yesterday, she didn't act like a grown-up girl at all.

Now I'm showing off.

"I thought only children of military officers would enjoy watching this kind of scene." Zhang Yan asked in confusion, "Why are you all so excited?"

"Who said that?" A girl in purple clothes laughed, "Which girl wouldn't like to watch this scene?"

"I thought..." Zhang Yan recalled that when she was a girl, she had heard several times that the daughter of a certain county magistrate organized a flower show and invited this or that family to go enjoy the flowers together, or to taste tea somewhere. In her impression, the activities participated in by these officials' families should be relatively elegant.

"That's all just pretending." Zhang Meng curled her lips. "Tea parties and flower parties are all places where girls show off their talents. To put it bluntly, they do it for others to see. Only when the ladies of the big and powerful families see it will they want to propose marriage. How many of them really like that kind of scene?"

"There are many who like him," said another girl in green, holding up her chubby chin lazily, "Those who want to marry into a rich family, focus on practicing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, just to become famous in the circle, and then be picked and chosen by the ladies of the rich families like an object. What's the point of that?"

"Speaking of which, I am not as good as these children of the Jianghu." She looked at a woman who came on stage and said, "If I had practiced martial arts when I was a child, I would have traveled the Jianghu with a sword. It would definitely be more interesting than staying at home embroidering."

"Eh? What a young girl! Is it possible for her to go on stage to compete at such a young age?" one of the women suddenly said.

"Hasn't this happened before?" Zhang Meng tilted her head and asked curiously.

"No, generally not." One of the girls explained, "I've seen one competition, and my father said that those who dare to participate in the world competition are all elites from various sects, or even disciples of the sect leader. If they are from a military family, they are the most capable children in the family, and they are generally close to thirty years old."

"Is that so?" Zhang Meng touched his chin and looked at the girl in white with a strange expression.

There was also a lot of discussion in the audience at this time.

"Why is he a child?"

"That's right, he looks no more than ten years old. How can he participate in the world competition? Which sect is he from?"

"I don't know. Even if he is a genius, it's a bit too much, right? Which sect is so careless? They give such a precious place to a child?"

In the seats reserved for children of officials, many people knew the inside story and discussed it secretly.

"Is that the person who reported to Tianyi Sect this time?"

"Hong Lie's disciple?"

"At this age, are the rumors true?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Who's on the other side?" "Nangong family's eldest son, Nangong Jun, participated in the last session, but was unlucky. He met the representative of Yunjingmen when he was in the top 60, and didn't have the chance to enter the top 32. Originally, if he had ranked in the top 64, his family could have arranged a good position in the border army, but that kid was too ambitious and insisted on becoming a martial priest. He gave up the ranking, trained hard for three years, and this time he plans to make a comeback."

"I'm afraid he won't show mercy. Hong Lie isn't afraid of hurting this little girl."
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"Brother Qingyunzi, are you being too frivolous this time?"

A female voice slowly sounded from the seat reserved for Tianyi Sect, and a group of disciples behind her lowered their heads, pretending not to hear it.

There are not many people in the sect who dare to talk about Uncle Qing Yunzi, and this woman is one of them.

"It's really too much." A very handsome Taoist priest standing in the front row nodded in agreement. The Taoist priest looked to be in his early twenties. Not only was he very handsome, but his eyes were also very deep. People in the industry could tell at a glance that this Taoist priest, despite his young age, had extraordinary inner strength.

He is the second disciple accepted by the head of Tianyi Sect besides Zhang Lingyu, named Feng Yuqing. He is extremely talented and is said to be no less talented than Zhang Lingyu back then. He is also one of the representatives of the sect. Today, in the seventh match of Suzaku Sect, he will go on stage to face Liu Yong, the eldest son of the Liu family, a military hero.

"Although as a junior, I shouldn't talk about my uncle behind his back, but my uncle did pass this time. How precious is the quota for the famous sect? How could he give it away so easily, and give it to a disciple's grandson as if it were a child's play?"

"Heh." The woman sneered, "You just want to please his abandoned disciple. You have no integrity at all. You really bring shame to Tianyi Sect. He doesn't even think about the fact that a girl like this represents Tianyi Sect in the battle. Not only will it waste our sect quota, but it will also make fellow martial artists laugh at us. I won't even be able to face people from other sects later."

"Master's wife." The man frowned, thinking that it was a bit too much for Master's wife to say that about Master's uncle, but he didn't say much. After all, it was indeed Master's uncle's fault this time.

Moreover, he was very disgusted with Hong Lie. Hong Lie had dared to tease his master's wife. Such a beast should have had his martial arts skills crippled. Uncle Qingyunzi even wanted to protect such a person, which was indeed against the ethics of a master. This time it was even more excessive. Not only did he call Hong Lie back into the sect, he even gave away all the places in the famous sect.

If the purpose is really to curry favor with the powerful, then it does lack some integrity.

"Master's Wife, please don't be angry." The man turned around and said with a smile: "You will also have a competition here at Suzaku Gate, so you need to adjust your mentality."

"Hmph, Qing'er is the one who knows how to feel sorry for Master's Wife." The woman smiled gently and stretched out her hand to pinch the other's face.

Feng Yuqing blushed and quickly dodged, saying awkwardly: "Master's wife, there are so many people watching us."

"Haha, you kid..." The woman laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter: "I was raised by my master's wife, what are you afraid of?"

A group of disciples behind him buried their heads tightly and dared not even to look.

How can she look like a master's wife with that frivolous look?
Feng Yuqing didn't seem to be in any discomfort, but her face flushed and she didn't dare to look at the other person. She was secretly annoyed in her heart: Feng Yuqing, Feng Yuqing, how could you have evil thoughts about Master's Wife again? Master's Wife treats you as her son! !
Just when I was feeling complicated, drums started beating from below and the people on the other side of the stage slowly came on stage.

It was Nangong Jun, the eldest son of the Nangong family. Born into a military family, he had worked hard to strengthen his muscles since childhood. Among all the children of military merit, he was considered a promising type. He was a first-class warrior before he was thirty, and his Fiery Sun Sword Skills were rarely rivaled among the children of the capital.

At this time, he was wearing a warrior's outfit and a simple leather armor. His thick arms were exposed, which were several centimeters thicker than ordinary people's thighs. He was nine feet tall and as strong as a bear, forming a sharp contrast with the frail little girl opposite him.

There was a sudden booing in the audience, and many people even lamented that the son of the Nangong family was so lucky.

This kind of free promotion is probably rare in this kind of competition.

Nangong Jun also had mixed feelings at this time. He was too arrogant back then and insisted on fighting for a place in the Wushu competition. He practiced hard for three years, but this time a place for the Grandmaster appeared in the competition. The old man at home was so anxious that he couldn't sleep in the past few days.

If I'm unlucky, I might not even make it into the top 64 this time.

But if he was asked to wait another three years, he still couldn't wait any longer.

I didn't expect my luck to be so good in the first match, I got a free win.

But this is a bit too unfair.
Sighing, Nangong Jun put down the sword in his hand and whispered, "Girl, take action."

As a disciple of the great commander Hong Lie, I have to give her some respect and let her show me a few moves. Just treat it like playing with a child.
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up and the hairs all over his body stood up.

The cold tip of the sword had already been pressed against my neck without me noticing when.

"Hong Lie told me about you." Murong Yunji said calmly, "It's not easy to talk about you. Go down now. You give up."

(End of this chapter)