'clang! ’

As the bell rang, Ji Wuge walked onto the stage with a smile. He glanced at Lord Sikong with a strange look, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Sikong Jin, standing in the center of the arena, slowly withdrew his palms, took a few steps with his head held high and chest out, flicked the dust off his robes, straightened the slightly wrinkled hem of his robes with a refreshed expression, and clapped his hands. Anyone with eyes could see that this competition was effortless for Lord Sikong.

Noticing Ji Wuge's gaze, Sikong Jin turned to look at him with a puzzled expression. She blinked at Ji Wuge a few times, then gently touched the tip of her nose with her index finger, looking quite innocent.

Ji Wuge returned a sly smile, coughed a few times, and solemnly announced, "In this competition, Sikong Jin has won!"

"No way, there's obviously something fishy going on. General Ji's leniency is way too obvious!"

"Exactly, that's how exaggerated it was! Did you see that just now? General Ji gave the lord a very strange look, and the lord touched his nose and smiled so slyly. It's obvious they're exchanging secret signals!"

"I also think it's so unfair, I want to protest!"

Upon seeing Sikong Jin's proud and smiling face, and recalling their near-hand-to-hand combat, Meng Benbo and the other unlucky guys immediately became unwilling. This wolf in sheep's clothing could have helped them pass on the answers in the exam room, but instead of helping, he almost attracted the proctor's attention, causing them to be caught on the spot.

At this moment, the examiners on the panel also looked quite surprised, with different expressions.

Sitting in the middle seat, Liu Zhang had a gloomy and angry expression. He narrowed his cold and sharp eagle eyes, staring coldly at Sikong Jin with a sword-like gaze. Suddenly, a chilling smile appeared on his lips, and he gave a wink to Wang Bo, the commander of the first regiment of the Xuanluo Army (the army controlled by the Liu family) behind him.

Wang Bo immediately nodded in understanding, a cold smile appearing on his face, and strode over.

"Lord Sikong, I am quite interested in your skills. The duel just now was too fast; the examiners didn't even have time to see it clearly. Now, let me test your skills again..."

"Lord Wang Bo, are you questioning the judgment of this general and the other officials? Vice Minister Liu Zhang, isn't the rule that if someone is knocked out of bounds, or the opponent concedes, then it's considered a win?"

Before Wang Bo could finish speaking, Ji Wuge spoke up. He had a smile on his face, looking very gentle and fair, but his eyes were quite sharp. He flashed and blocked Wang Bo's way.

"General Ji, I meant no offense, please step aside!"

Wang Bo slammed into him, his longsword flashing horizontally.

Ji Wuge sneered, flicked his sleeve, and forcefully pressed down on Wang Bo's movements with his large hand, his expression turning somewhat ugly.

"Ok?"

Liu Zhang, who was leisurely sipping his tea at the examiners' table, suddenly stopped. His gaze, shifting between light and shadow, swept over Ji Wuge before he raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "General Ji, why are you so nervous? Lord Wang Bo only wishes to spar with Lord Sikong; he has no ill intentions. I think everyone here also wants to see more clearly Lord Sikong's outstanding skills..."

A mocking smile appeared on Ji Wuge's face, but his tone remained gentle. "Vice-Commander Liu, even so, I still don't understand, but please don't mind. How old is this Lord Wang Bo? Let alone the fact that he's just a regimental commander now, does he have the right to challenge Lord Sikong to a duel? Does a lowly corporal with no military achievements have the audacity to be so presumptuous with someone who has made such a great contribution? Doesn't he have a great disregard for the noble bloodline of the Sikong family? What do you think, Patriarch Sikong?"

As he spoke, Ji Wuge's smile suddenly turned cold, and he pointed at Wang Bo in a defensive rage, shouting, "Does he deserve it?"

Ji Wuge's face was cold, but his gaze was fixed on Sikong Shu, who had remained silent.

When Ji Wuge pointed this out, Sikong Shu's expression was not very good. Liu Zhang's actions did not take into account the face of their Sikong clan. Although he did not like Sikong Jin, Sikong Jin was still a member of their Sikong family no matter what.

General Ji!

Wang Bo was also enraged by Ji Wuge's words, his face turning red. He stepped forward and coldly shouted, "As a high-ranking general of the Great Yong Dynasty, isn't it too presumptuous of you to slander and insult your subordinates in front of so many officials?"

"presumptuous?"

Ji Wuge raised his hand and slapped Wang Bo across the face.

'Snapped! '

A loud slap rang out. Ji Wuge shook his hand and looked at Wang Bo, whose face was red, swollen, and disheveled. "Get out of here! You dare to challenge this general? You've got a death wish! Who do you think you are? You dare to question the judgment of this general and the examiners? You idiot, you really think too highly of yourself. You're tired of living and still dare to talk back to me. You're nothing but a fart, daring to talk back to me? You spat all over my face, get out of here..."

Ji Wuge's insults were extremely harsh, completely unlike his usual demeanor. He was trembling with anger, and even the examiners, including Sikong Shu, Liu Zhang, and Minister of War Zhang Minghui, were taken aback by Ji Wuge's outburst.

However, Wang Bo was indeed too presumptuous. As a mere regimental commander, he dared to challenge the general of the Hangu Wangzhou Military Region. He certainly had a lot of guts!

Who doesn't know the talent of this season's Wu Ge?

The precious darling of the Ji family, the future pillar of the Great Yong Dynasty, has made countless military achievements and enjoys high prestige in the court and the army. Moreover, his father is currently the Grand Commander of the Military Intelligence Bureau. Wang Bo's audacity to defy him like this is truly overestimating himself. Even if Liu Zhang himself wanted to challenge him, he would have to think twice.

"General Ji, isn't using such a heavy hand a bit too much?"

Liu Zhang finally couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up slowly with a sullen face, while giving a wink to his trusted confidants beside him. A cold smile flashed across their faces...

Sikong Jin, who had remained silent throughout the competition, suddenly narrowed her eyes and glanced warily at the group.

She understood those looks and sneers. Just as they were about to stand up, she flashed, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and swiftly leaped out of the arena, blocking Ji Wuge with one hand.

Upon seeing this, everyone was stunned and looked at Sikong Jin with surprise.

A clear and innocent smile appeared on Sikong Jin's delicate face. Her calm and composed voice sounded humble. "Thank you, General Ji, for upholding the principles of fairness and impartiality of the Zhongzhou Military Intelligence Bureau. Please allow me to express my sincere gratitude! Just now, Vice Minister Liu also said that I attacked too quickly and he couldn't see my skills clearly. Please forgive my boldness, but if Vice Minister Liu could spar with me personally, he might be able to see it more clearly. Hmm... In that case, I, Sikong Jin, the Third Young Master of the Sikong family, would like to invite you, the Eldest Young Master of the Liu family, to spar with each other as a way to enhance our friendship. How about that?"

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