Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 9 Trial Goal, Zhang Jian

Castle Peak Castle, the Lord's Mansion.

At this time, the city lord's mansion was solemn, and there were many people in the lobby.

"This time the Royal Martial Academy enrollment, although our Qingshan City is located in a remote area, there is also a quota, but the three of you all have excellent children, so I plan to conduct a martial arts trial, whoever wins the first place can get this quota!"

One person sat upright, with a red face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, although he was wearing a luxurious brocade robe, he still had a rustic atmosphere, which looked a little awkward, and he was the first to speak and throw out this decision.

The Royal Martial Arts Academy is run by the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty, recruiting martial arts wizards from all over the world to enter, providing massive resources to cultivate, if you can enter, the future is immeasurable.

There is only one place in Qingshan City, so naturally it will be decided by some competition.

"In previous years, we had no chance in Qingshan City, but this year the emperor has added a new prince, and we have this place, the city lord's suggestion, I think it is feasible, this is not biased!"

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar on the left hand side of the city lord nodded and agreed to this decision, this person was none other than Yun Wutian, the head of the Yun family, one of the three major families in Qingshan City.

"Brother Yun's words are reasonable, and my Li family agrees, but what is this trial?

The head of the Li family was a middle-aged young woman named Li Zhangyun, who bowed her head slightly at this time and said with a smile.

"I heard that there was a big incident in Brother Zhang's family recently?"

The city lord laughed, and his eyes fell on the next middle-aged man in a purple brocade robe, who was Zhang Ba, the patriarch of the Zhang family.

"Zhang has no way to discipline him, so let everyone see the joke!"

Zhang Ba was not angry and arrogant, at this time, he heard the words of the city lord, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and Hong Zhong Dalu's voice sounded.

He is arrogant, heavy on martial arts, especially Zhang Jian is just a product of him and the servant girl after getting drunk, and he doesn't care, when the servant girl died after Zhang Jian's dystocia, he no longer cares, only Zhang Hao has his three points of resemblance, and he is quite fond of it on weekdays.

"Zhang Jian's son is extremely vicious, he pretends to be cowardly on weekdays, but he harbors evil intentions, not only assassinated my Yunqing child, but also almost murdered Zhang Hao, I and Brother Zhang have issued a reward order, and sent guards to chase and kill, I believe there will be results soon!"

This matter involved the Yun family, and Yun Wutian spoke.

"Oh, I don't think it's so easy, things have happened for more than ten days, but there has been no result, I'm afraid Brother Zhang's third son has something extraordinary, but killing pays for life, the law of the country is greater than the sky, Zhang Jian's son must be arrested as soon as possible, in this case, this martial arts trial, with Zhang Jian as the goal, whoever kills this son first, who will get the only place in the Royal Martial Academy!"

The city lord smiled, his fingers crossed, and his deep eyes were full of coldness, and as soon as he opened his mouth, it was an astonishing decision.

"This ......"

Even Yun Wutian was surprised, he didn't expect that the city lord would plan to use Zhang Jian as a test to let the children of the three families fight, but no matter what, Zhang Jian would definitely die.

Even if Zhang Jian's crime is unforgivable, he is Zhang Ba's son after all!

"Okay, let's do it!"

Just when Yun Wutian was surprised and Li Zhangyun was surprised, he didn't expect Zhang Ba to open his mouth and make a final decision, even without caring that it was his son.

"Since this is the case, then it is decided, starting immediately, whichever gets Zhang Jian's head first will get the quota. ”

The city lord stroked his palms and laughed, and set this martial arts trial.

Soon, Zhang Ba and the three of them said goodbye and left, and went home to let the children of the clan prepare.

"Could it be that kid offended the princess, otherwise why would the princess ask me to make such an arrangement?"

Above the lobby, the city lord sat upright, with a puzzled look on his face, the trial arrangement this time was not his idea, but from Princess Taikang.

In Qingshan City, the gambling house is killed.

In the gambling house, Qiu Jin was sitting at the gambling table with a big sword, betting against others, and the dice cup she carried with her had already killed all sides, and a lot of silver money had been piled up in front of her.

"Come on, come on, buy and leave, the old lady is going to have a good gamble today!"

At this time, Qiu Jin had already changed out of his wedding clothes, dressed in a gray and white robe, and stepped on the stool with one foot, domineering.

A young man in Tsing Yi suddenly squeezed in from the crowd, came to Qiu Jin's side, and reported in a low voice that only Qiu Jin could hear.

"Okay, okay, the old lady knows, don't disturb the old lady's gambling, go away!"

Qiu Jin listened impatiently, waved his hand, and threw himself into the gambling table again.

After the little girl in Tsing Yi finished reporting, he didn't dare to be disrespectful, and hinted to the person in charge of the casino not to offend Qiu Jin before leaving, and then left the casino quickly and returned to the city lord's mansion.

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"Father, what you said is true? This trial is aimed at that waste? Great!"

After listening to Zhang Ba's words, Zhang Hao suddenly got up with a look of surprise.

Although he was seriously injured last time, there was an old man of the Yaotang clan, and he was already fine, and the Qingling Fruit brought back by his father was also practiced into a Qingling Pill by Ye Yaoshi, and his strength increased greatly after taking it, and at this time it was already the seventh level of the Casting Body Realm.

Although his strength has increased greatly, the shame left by Zhang Jian is that he can't sleep well, gritting his teeth, and there must be blood to wash away the shame.

"Well, you leave immediately, although Ding Rui and a few of them have already rushed there, but this trial is not trivial, you must get a place, only by entering the Royal Martial Academy, our Zhang family will have a chance to rise and leave this poor country!"

Zhang Ba opened his mouth, in order to be stronger, for glory, there is nothing that a waste son cannot give up.

"Patriarch, let me go with Hao'er, lest the other two families do the black!"

One person walked out and took the initiative to ask for help, it was Zhang Ziang.

"Okay, that's it, this is a tiger talisman, Hao'er, you take it as a life-saving thing!"

Zhang Ba made a decision, thought for a moment, and took out a tiger-shaped jade two fingers wide.

Tiger talismans, intermediate-level treasures, one-time consumables, the user instills aura, and can perform a full blow comparable to that of a martial artist in the Open Pulse Realm, which is extremely powerful.

"Yes, the child will definitely live up to his mission!"

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up, and his excited hands trembled and took the tiger talisman.

On the same day, Zhang Hao and Zhang Ziang rushed to Daqingshan with several guards on fast horses.

Almost at the same time, the two teams of the Yun family and the Li family, also fast horses, rushed towards Daqingshan, aiming at Zhang Jian.

At this time, Zhang Jian didn't know that the three major families of Qingshan City were targeting him for martial arts trials.

The magma was shining, and the terrifying high temperature reflected Zhang Jian's face, Zhang Jian's hands were fluorescent, covered by aura, and his ten fingers were running rapidly, extremely fast, and there was an afterimage.

One after another, the magic seals of spiritual energy condensation slapped the meteorite stone forged in the magma, and the meteorite stone was rapidly deforming.

Zhang Jian is not good at refining weapons and alchemy, but forging such low-level weapons, the vast knowledge and memory are enough to support it.

Burst!

Zhang Jian concentrated, his hands slapped again and again, and the breathing method was operated to the extreme, in order to replenish the fast-depleting aura, and soon the meteorite stone in the magma was plasticized, Zhang Jian slapped suddenly, and the meteorite flew out.

"Mixed element umbrella, plastic!"