Transmigration begins with archery training

"As for my subordinates, it is indeed my fault for not supervising them properly. I am willing to accept punishment, is that not enough? Solitary confinement, corporal punishment, it's all fine!"

He looked at the scene before him.

Knowing that they had painstakingly prepared this scheme for so long, they probably would have been discovered long ago.

Otherwise, how could they have gathered all the family members in such a short time?

"What do you two think we should do?"

Sun Xiangzong looked at the two people beside him, waiting for their reply.

"Supervisor!"

Governor Liu quickly said, "This matter is of great importance. The families did not identify anyone. We can investigate more carefully later. There is no need to rush to conclusions."

"Yes, Commander Sun."

Eunuch Hou stood up and said, "There's no need to be so hasty. This matter can be handled privately."

Although they never expected that the Sun family had made preparations in advance, they still managed to win!

It doesn't matter if what happened today is exposed.

So what if everyone knows that Ning Changqun is the mastermind?

Suppress the matter.

At most, they'll transfer Ning Changqun away.

The fact that the matter was left unresolved also dampened Sun Xiangzong's prestige, indicating that he was no longer able to distinguish between rewards and punishments, so how could he possibly govern the army?

"It was you two who said that we had to give a result today in front of so many people. Why are you going back on your word at the last minute?"

Sun Xiangzong uttered two words calmly: "Execute him."

Not only Ning Changqun himself, but everyone else was also taken aback.

The matter has not yet been truly verified!

Are you going to kill someone?

This is none other than the martial arts champion, the martial arts saint!

Upon receiving the order, Meng Guangxin, along with his two top generals, eagerly gathered around. They had been itching for this moment for a long time.

"Don't kill them!"

Governor Liu's attitude hardened: "Supervisor Sun, at most you'll be demoted for inadequate supervision, how could you possibly be executed!"

"Yes."

Now that things had come to this, Eunuch Hou chimed in, his voice laced with threat: "Lord Sun, is General Ning someone you can just kill at will?"

however

Regardless of what they say.

The three generals who received the orders did not stop, and even gripped their weapons.

Far away.

Then, a figure wielding a halberd appeared silently.

Another martial saint, Lü Ji!

Governor Liu and Eunuch Hou realized this.

This is real……

Kill them!

Nonsense!

How many years and how many resources does it take for the imperial court to cultivate a martial saint?

Not to mention a loyal and obedient martial saint!

"Commander Sun, you've gone mad!"

Governor Liu rebuked him, "You killed people without any evidence. Aren't you afraid His Majesty will find out? This is the commander-in-chief of the capital's army!"

"Sun Xiangzong!"

Ning Changqun directly tore off the mask: "Insufficient evidence. Do you really have the guts to kill me? Do you even know who I am?"

"I was the martial arts champion personally selected by the Emperor in the forty-second year of the Longqing reign!"

"I am the greatest martial saint in the world!"

"What right do you have to kill me!"

"Martial Saint?"

Sun Xiangzong's fingers, which were tapping on the armrest, suddenly stopped.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the old man couldn't help but laugh, leaving everyone stunned and bewildered.

Until the laughter abruptly stopped.

"What's so special about being the top scholar?"

When Sun Xiangzong spoke again, he was no longer like an ordinary old man from the neighborhood. Every word he spoke contained the murderous aura accumulated from nearly a century of fighting, and every word exuded the majesty of someone who commanded countless troops and looked down upon the world.

The hundreds of thousands of people present simultaneously found it difficult to breathe!

"What is a Martial Saint anyway?"

"..."

Ning Changqun kept swallowing to relieve the pressure in his heart.

They all knew that Sun Xiangzong was nearing the end of his life, but this dying man had left this martial saint, Sun Xiangzong, completely blank in his mind!

"bluff!"

"Sun Xiangzong!"

After the extreme fear comes the instinct to protect oneself with all one's might.

Ning Changqun gripped the mountain-splitting axe: "If I remember correctly, it's been over ten years since you personally took action, hasn't it? It was fine for you to look down on the Martial Saint before, but now!"

"Can you really defeat a Martial Saint? Or are you not even a Martial Saint?!"

Yes.

In everyone's memory.

Sun Xiangzong's last move was fifteen years ago.

Over the past fifteen years.

He never made a move in front of others again.

All anyone knew was that he was growing older and older, like a candle flickering in the wind.

"boom--"

Ning Changqun's aura rose steadily, and a terrifying power that was almost tangible gathered around his body. The corpses of the soldiers who committed suicide under his feet were all turned into minced meat under this power!

Martial Saint!

"Let me see! How much skill do you have left!"

Meng Guangxin, the second brother, the seventh brother, and others were not Martial Saints, but merely Xuanxiang Realm cultivators. They were all blasted back more than ten feet by the power emanating from the Martial Saint.

Meanwhile, the senior disciple wielding the halberd was still on his way.

Ning Changqun arrived in front of Sun Xiangzong in an instant. The giant axe in his hand cleaved down like a god splitting the earth. The stone platform shattered with a crash, and countless armored soldiers were blown away. Governor Liu and Eunuch Hou retreated rapidly and fled the place. The earth-shattering power seemed to be splitting the entire military camp and the entire Liangzhou City in two.

The area within a hundred meters was swept by the gale, everyone's ears were ringing, and their internal organs felt like they were about to be crushed at any moment. Most people didn't even have time to escape!

Until the old man in coarse linen clothes suddenly produced a long silver dragon in his hand.

And so, the trees fell silent, the wind ceased, and all returned to peace.

No one saw the specifics of what happened.

All that is known is that Martial Saint Ning Changqun's entire body was empty, undoubtedly devoured by that silver dragon, leaving only a few severed limbs mixed with flesh and blood, falling like raindrops, blocked by an invisible barrier on the old man's body. His coarse linen clothes were not stained with a single stain. Despite being amidst flying flesh and blood, he appeared as divine and flawless as an immortal descending from heaven!

this moment.

Hundreds of thousands of people simultaneously recalled what the name Sun Xiangzong meant, remembered that Commander Sun had once single-handedly broken through 2,200 armored soldiers, and remembered that he died in the palace in the 57th year of the Longqing reign, right under the emperor's nose as the Minister of War.

That minister was also a martial arts master!

That's right.

He is old.

But he is still alive.

As long as he is alive.

He will always be the world's greatest spear master, the one who shook the land, who instilled fear in countless barbarians, and who dared not invade the border for forty years.

A sudden change, lasting only a moment, was like a bolt from the blue. After it ended, the sky remained clear and cloudless. If it weren't for the several pools of blood and flesh on the ground that proved something had happened, hundreds of thousands of people would probably have doubted whether it was an illusion.

Martial Saint!

Martial Saint!

Not to mention in Liangzhou, even in the whole world, he is a top-tier expert.