The First Tyrant of Daxia

Drums were beating and imperial flags were flying.

The Shifang martial arts arena was divided into hundreds of areas, with two contestants competing in each area.

Whoever wins three people in a row will win and advance to the next round of archery competition. If you lose, you will be eliminated. The rules are simple and crude.

For a moment, the martial arts arena was in an uproar.

The sounds of fighting, shouting, and discussion almost drowned out the place.

Qin Yun sat on the high platform, looking at the dazzling competition below, and was slightly shocked.

There are many talented people in Daxia, with extremely high fighting power, and some of them can even crack a stone slab with one foot.

"Master Liu, congratulations! I didn't expect you to have such an outstanding son. It's true that a good father will have a good son!"

"Haha, thank you very much." Liu Ziyi bowed with a smile, then said proudly: "My son is a mediocre person, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Qin Yun followed his sight and saw that in an area, a young man in brocade robe had easily won and was waiting for his next opponent.

This young man is Liu Ziyi’s second son, Liu Mang. Just by looking at his appearance, you can tell that he is a nobleman.

He was secretly unhappy and did not want these children of powerful officials to win and take up positions in the military. This was inconsistent with his philosophy of suppressing powerful officials.

When he was expecting someone capable of fighting to come out and beat Liu Mang to pieces, a figure took the initiative to walk up.

That’s Yan Zhong!

It was not known whether it was a coincidence or something else, but Yan Zhong happened to be facing Liu Mang. Seeing this, Qin Yun's eyes lit up instantly.

In this military examination, the person he admired the most and wanted to use the most was Yan Zhong.

It would be great if Yan Zhong defeated Liu Mang.

"Your Majesty, Lord Liu's second son is extremely brave and has killed a full-grown tiger with his bare hands in the wilderness. He has also studied the art of war since he was young. This time, he is a hot favorite for the top spot in the imperial examination."

“I don’t know, who is better, him or Yan Zhong, whom His Majesty just pardoned to participate in the competition?” Wang Wei bowed and said to Qin Yun with a smile.

Kill a tiger with bare hands?

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows, it seems that Wu Song fighting the tiger is not a legend.

A guy like Liu Ziyi could give birth to such a brave son, maybe he is not his biological son? He squinted at Liu Ziyi, the powerful official's lackey, and slandered him secretly.

"My son will definitely win! He is just a rough guy from the country, vulgar and not qualified to be compared with my son." Liu Ziyi said very arrogantly.

His words won the approval of most ministers.

The status gap is an insurmountable chasm in Daxia.

"Your Majesty, you may have made a mistake this time. I'm afraid Yan Zhong is no match for Young Master Liu."

"You have already made an exception once and allowed Yan Zhong and others to take part in the martial arts examination again. If Yan Zhong fails again and you use him again, someone with ulterior motives might hear about it and slander Your Majesty for being unfair." Wang Wei said softly, with a hint of sarcasm between the lines.

Qin Yun squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Really? The competition hasn't even started yet, and you, Lord Wang, are so confident in Liu Mang?"

Wang Wei bowed and said without missing a beat: "Your Majesty, it is not just me who has confidence. I am afraid that Lord Wei Zheng, Lord Liu, and most of the civil and military officials also think so, right?"

Afterwards, Wei Zheng and others all showed an expression of agreement.

Liu Mang was indeed a good fighter and had a good reputation in the imperial capital. In addition, he was a nobleman, so there was no reason for these ministers not to like him.

"What if Liu Mang loses?" Qin Yun said with a smile. He also had confidence in Yan Zhong.

Wang Wei and Liu Ziyi looked at each other and blurted out: "Impossible, Yan Zhong is just a country bumpkin!"

"My son will definitely win. Even if he only has one hand, he can still beat Yan Zhong!"

Qin Yun smiled faintly. Besides looking down on Yan Zhong, these two people were probably hinting that he was not good at judging people and it was unfair to allow the unsuccessful candidates to participate again.

Humph, I must slap you hard in the face today!

"Since you two dear ministers are both optimistic about Master Liu Mang and are very confident, why don't you make a bet with me to add some excitement to today's martial arts examination?" Qin Yun said with a smile.

Wang Wei's experienced eyes flashed, and he slowly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, may I ask how to bet?"

"If Liu Mang wins, I will make the decision to hand over the Azure Dragon Guard to him!"

"Moreover, confer him the title of Marquis of Li County!" Qin Yun said.

Hearing this, Liu Ziyi's eyes suddenly glowed green.

To be in charge of the Qinglong Guard and to be given the title of Marquis, this is simply pie in the sky!

Didn't he let his son prepare for so long just for this? Liu Ziyi was so excited that he wanted to agree immediately, but Wang Wei beside him was steady and patiently asked, "Then your majesty, what if we lose?"

Qin Yun grinned and said, "If you two lose, you will have to put shoes on this so-called country bumpkin in front of the whole world."

Hearing this, Wang Wei and Liu Ziyi's faces changed instantly and became a little ugly.

They were all ministers of the dynasty, born into aristocratic families and well-educated. It was an insult for them to put shoes on a country man!

No matter how much hope Liu Mang had of winning, they had already lost face by accepting the bet.

Upon hearing this, all the ministers around fell silent and were reluctant to interrupt.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Wei and Liu Ziyi would not accept it, Wang Wei hesitated and then very readily bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to take a gamble. I hope Your Majesty can abide by the agreement."

Liu Ziyi couldn't resist the temptation and said through gritted teeth: "Your Majesty, I have great confidence in my son and am willing to take a gamble."

Hearing this, Qin Yun's mouth curled up.

The power of controlling Qinglong Guard is very tempting to the two of them. If the competition continues like this, Liu Mang may not necessarily win the title of martial arts champion. Why not take an easier route?

Although the bet conditions sounded unpleasant, the two men firmly believed that Liu Mang would crush Yan Zhong and win!

"Okay, okay, you and I, the king and my subjects, have made this agreement, and all the officials will be witnesses!" Qin Yun said with full energy, appearing to be very natural.

Seeing this, Wang Wei couldn't help but look at Qin Yun suspiciously. Could this be a trap set by His Majesty?

While talking.

The fighting has already started in the center of the martial arts arena.

Yan Zhong took a horse stance, as steady as a rock, though his movements were a little rough.

Liu Mang laughed sarcastically, "Country boy, I advise you to admit defeat to avoid getting hurt. Otherwise, I will not be interested in sending you to the clinic."

Yan Zhong's eyes were calm, not distracted by external things, and underneath his simplicity he had an absolute desire to win!

He traveled thousands of miles to the imperial capital just for this day, how could he lose?

"what!"

He suddenly roared, gathered all his strength in his right hand, and punched out like a black dragon emerging from the sea, with the courage that no one could stop!

This Yan Zhong not only has brute strength, but he is also a martial artist!

Liu Mang underestimated his enemy and was too arrogant to react for a moment. He was so hit that his arm became numb. He retreated repeatedly and almost fell down!

"Don't blame me if you don't accept my toast!"

Liu Mang cursed loudly and quickly fought back.

At this time, Liu Ziyi in the stands was furious.

"Asshole, how dare this country bumpkin sneak attack my son!"

"Your Majesty, this is against the rules. How can you tolerate such a villain to enter the military examination? Yan Zhong should be judged as the loser!" Liu Ziyi was so excited that he blew his beard and glared.