The warm sunlight shone into the small courtyard of the Canaan Inn, and Qin Ziye, who had just finished practicing swordsmanship, wiped his sweat and prepared to go back to his room. The practice is still that set of elementary swordsmanship, or a simple swing of the sword again and again, there are no gorgeous moves, and there are no advanced routines, although I know that the chance of becoming a sword-wielding war spirit master after becoming a spirit master is very small, but practicing the sword has become a habit of Qin Ziye, as if it is just an ordinary way of morning exercise.

I still remember the reverence and yearning that surged in my heart when I first heard the legendary story of the sword god Qin Yanxiao, and I still remember the dream that roared out in front of a little girl who was about the same age as him on the day he became a martial artist: I want to become a sword god like Qin Yanxiao!

hurriedly washed off her sweat, changed her clothes, picked up Lu Ruoqi, who was sleeping like a pig, and set off towards the second round of selection.

Lu Ruoqi, who was not very conscious, lay on Qin Ziye's back and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, Xiaoqi is hungry." The soft and glutinous voice was like a small ball, Qin Ziye patted her little head dotingly, took out the small bun she bought in the morning and handed it to her: "Na, eat." Lu Ruoqi immediately smiled when she saw the delicious food, cheered and took the small bun and ate it in small bites.

The brand-new arena has been built, there is no exaggerated ornamentation and carving, everything is simple, and Zhao Wude has rarely done his best to build a venue of such a scale overnight, and he has never been sloppy in terms of face.

The examination room is still a square high platform, and a stone pillar with the thickness of three people's arms and more than five zhang high is erected in the center, and a small red flag is inserted at the top of the stone pillar, and the surface is polished very smooth.

Zhao Wude sat in his place, his face was gloomy, even if Xue Chun, the commissioner of the Royal Academy, greeted him, he only nodded his head, causing Xue Chun to frown, looked at him disdainfully and ignored him, and turned to greet Wu Chen on the other side.

Qin Ziye didn't know if Zhao Wude was putting on this stinky face because of Zhao Quanquan's business, or if he had already discovered the theft of the treasury. But no matter what it is, it can make Qin Ziye have a good mood all day.

And Zhao Wude, the Taishou Lord of Luzhou City, don't mention how irritable he is at this time. Early in the morning, when he heard the butler report in a panic, he thought that he had found out the news of the masked boy, but it turned out that the treasury had been stolen! This was a big theft, but he knew that the stolen things would not be seen in the light of day.

After being anxious for a long time, he could only bring the city guards to maintain order in the arena, and his cronie Cai Weichang took his own servants and servants to find out the whereabouts of the stolen things.

The treasury was clean and clean, not a single copper was left for him, the lock of the gate was intact, the walls were solid and firm, there was no trace of prying on the ground, and fifty boxes of gold, silver, and jewelry and hundreds of thousands of taels of silver tickets evaporated out of thin air!

If you want to transport so much gold, silver and jewelry out without knowing it, you can only use at least 30 carriages to transport them out from the main gate, open the door of the treasury without breaking the lock, pass through most of the Taishou Mansion without being discovered by the guards, and hide these things safely in Luzhou City, and without being discovered! Only ...... can do this

Zhao Wude's thoughts stopped, and his eyes were a little stunned. The organs were exhausted, and the wealth that they had worked so hard to collect was stolen by the most trusted person, as if it had taken more than ten years and spent countless energy and material resources to raise a smart, clever and well-behaved daughter, and suddenly eloped with the poor boy who was herding cattle next door!

Angry, he punished the culprit on the spot, but unfortunately he didn't spit out any useful news until he died. Worried, he flattered the royal family, and Xue Chun's thoughts faded.

The house leak happened to be a rainy day, and the second round of the venue was finally built overnight, which was a half-solemn matter. The next day the foreman came to him and asked for his wages. When this was put on hold, he gave it without blinking, and a little broken wages were sent away, but now that all the treasury money is gone, where can he find money.

A mere 100 taels of silver stumped him, so he had no choice but to go to his old mother and steal a gold-inlaid Hetian jade Buddha pendant, which became money, which was enough for wages. Alas, the face is gone.

Zhao Wude was about to drink some tea to suppress his shock, and suddenly thought that he would send someone money in two days, and he choked on a mouthful of tea when he was stuck in his throat! Where did he get so much money? He could only hope to solve the case as soon as possible and get back those dozens of boxes of gold and silver. I don't know if Cai Weichang has found any news. As for that masked cub, forget it, how can you care so much now!

The second round of trials has officially begun. Although most of the candidates in the first round of the selection competition were eliminated, due to the large number of candidates, there were still more than 60 candidates who advanced to the second round.

The competition adopts the lottery system, the two candidates who are drawn to the stage, who climbs to the top of the stone pillar first to take down the small flag within the time of a stick of incense is the winner, if both of them do not take off the small flag within the specified time, both of them are out, and the candidates can borrow tools other than the magic instrument.

The second round of the competition was secondary, and the most difficult thing was how to climb the smooth stone pillar of more than five zhang in the allotted time. The first two candidates tried to climb with their bare hands, but there was no point of borrowing force on the stone pillar, and it was extremely smooth.

Soon a stick of incense passed, and neither of them climbed the stone pillar and was sentenced out.

At the end of the first game, the people on the court began to talk.

"Wow, that's too hard. ”

"There is no borrowing point at all, and it is impossible to climb it alone. ”

"The innate master can only take off about two feet in the air, which is too difficult. You see, there must be no one who can live in the back. ”

"Isn't it possible to borrow tools? ”

......

The candidates in the back prepared a variety of tools, some wanted to use a long rope to climb up, wanted to use a chisel to dig a pit on the stone pillar to find a point of borrowing, and some wanted to use a long ladder, bamboo poles, and wooden planks to build a high platform. But in the end, it was either not at all, or it was halfway through the climb. Until a young man in gray appears.

Qin Ziye looked at some familiar figures and was a little surprised: Jiang Hong, isn't he doing things for Zhao Quanquan? Looking at his shabby clothes, the washed white pullover is obviously not doing well. Zhao Quanquan is extremely face-conscious, and he will definitely not let his subordinates wear such shabby, something must have happened in this.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Hong had already moved. He first threw the heavy sword in his hand high, and then carried the internal force and leaped forward. Jiang Hong, who had reached the acquired high level, soared into the air close to two zhang high, just jumped on the heavy sword, and then stepped heavily on the sword to take off, and jumped to nearly four zhang high. But it's still a pity that there is still more than enough to reach the top.

Just as the internal strength was exhausted and was about to fall, Jiang Hong threw a long rope from his hand, and the end of the rope was ringed. The ferrule accurately caught the small flag on the stone pillar, and then tightened his hands and pulled himself up the high platform.

"Good ——"

"Jiang Hong did a good job!"

In an instant, there was thunderous applause from the audience, and some people kept applauding, as a famous young genius in Luzhou City, many people still recognized him. Qin Ziye also had to admire his skills, he did it really beautifully, and clapped his hands.

Jiang Hong landed steadily on the top of the stone pillar and took down the small flag, then floated to the ground and respectfully handed the small flag to the judge.

The chubby judge was also a little excited, and happily announced that Jiang Hong had been promoted. The candidates who played with him walked off the high platform depressedly.

Jiang Hong's approach has inspired many people, and many people have tried similar methods, but everyone's qualifications are different, and most of them have failed, but there are also several acquired high-level martial artists who have tried constantly, and finally got the small flag of promotion.

The judge stared at the roster and shouted, "Six hundred and seventy-nine and eight hundred and thirty-one come to power." ”