Seeing his grandson being kicked off the martial arts stage, Song Qingtian felt no regrets. Instead, he seemed relieved and then showed his face.
The emperor next to him also saw the difference in Song Linjie in the martial arts arena at this moment. Has he been promoted to the second rank? How old is this boy? There are only a few second-grade talents of this age in the entire history of Chen Kingdom. The most talented person he has ever seen is Zong Chentian, who was promoted to second-grade at the age of sixteen and eight months.
This made Chen Liuren couldn't help but ask: "Dean Song, how old is your grandson this year?"
Hearing this unknowingly, he thought that the emperor was going to grant him a marriage. Only those martial arts masters and those who knew the inside story knew that the second level was the limit that ordinary people could achieve, and the higher level depended on their own martial arts. Enlightenment is not just like being under the second level, as long as you continue to break through your own limits, you can climb to the next level.
The reason why some people present were surprised by this was because predecessors had long concluded that the earlier a person reaches the second level, the higher his or her future achievements will be, unless he or she falls down or dies midway.
The next ten years after the first year of the crown are the time when you have the most thorough understanding of life. The ten years after that will decrease year by year. Therefore, those who practice martial arts want to reach the second level under the age of twenty as much as possible. Have more time to realize a higher realm.
Song Linjie, who was kicked off the martial arts stage, felt a little bit disappointed. Because of his neglect, this was an opportunity that many people could not ask for. However, if he fights again in this situation, he will be injured and his foundation will be unstable, and he may even fall. , it will only be more difficult to return to the top in the future.
After a while, people on the side also noticed that the man lying on the ground suddenly became more powerful. The civil servants were not too impressed. Some of the military attachés admired him, while others were jealous. Famous generals and clans have practiced martial arts for half their lives, but most of them have only reached the third or fourth rank.
Naturally, they showed their aura involuntarily, and only Song Qingtian could see it.
Seeing such a rising star, three ministers who were qualified to win over him approached him, but in Song Qingtian's eyes, two were of the same rank, one was indifferent, and the other gave way.
Two of them looked to be in their fifties, and one looked a little older. It should have been caused by being on the front line of the fierce wind for many years, because in addition to their rough appearance, they both had extremely strong bodies and a smooth pace. All stable.
Chen Liuren lay on the railing as if watching a good show, and said with a smile: "It seems that these three old guys are going to quarrel again."
A military attaché with a messy beard that looked a bit unkempt, but actually his beard was always curled up because of an illness he had when he was young. He rushed to Song Linjie first, and before he could stand still, he quickly He grasped the situation, first corrected his identity, and said in an official tone: "Boy, your name is Song Linjie, right? I am the second-grade official Dutong Zou Wu, the commander-in-chief of the ancestors of the three armies of the Chen State. I came to my general's tent and gave him directly. You are a captain, if you have the ability, you can take over my position in the future."
The military attache walking behind didn't give him any face, and stepped away. His voice was a little hoarse, obviously caused by an injury to his throat: "Mao lion, get away. I, a first-grade admiral, haven't even spoken yet. It's your turn to grab it." people."
Zou Wu, a dignified second-grade official, was called the "hairy lion" by others. He immediately lost his good temper and cursed: "Wei Liyang, please straighten your tongue first and then talk about it. You can't just follow me." Yipin, how can I have the confidence to be superior to you?"
The military attaché who was walking at the end and had no problem at all finally caught up slowly and said to Yan, "Don't argue, you two. The three of us are in charge of one army, so don't insist on talking about each other."
The old man, who had not offended anyone, was dragged down and scolded.
Zou Wu said: "Hou An, don't pretend to be a peacemaker just because you are a general. His Majesty only allowed you to take the position of General Zhang because he thought you were older."
Wei Liyang also echoed: "That's right, I really think I'm a green onion."
The three powerful ministers ignored the occasion and immediately cursed, without caring about the face of the commander, the admiral, and the general.
The officials above were already used to it. Compared with the fight between the two unknown boys just now, this scolding was just a fancy word. Only a few officials who had always been stoic felt embarrassed. But the official status is not as good as others, and I can't win in a fight, so I don't dare to interrupt. I am afraid that if I interrupt, my official hat will be scolded.
Only the young men who came to compete were really eye-opening. When officials were at odds, they all used foul language without any scruples?
After a while, a person outside the martial arts stage finally spoke: "You three have been scolding him for so long, why don't you ask him about his own wishes?"
The three of them glanced at the person who interrupted and immediately fell silent. Anyone else would definitely not be able to please him, but this person, if they continue to quarrel, they will definitely be the ones to suffer.
Song Linjie was noisy after being beaten away. Only then did he regain his composure and said respectfully: "My three gentlemen, I am drunk and have no intention of serving as an official."
After saying what they were thinking in one sentence, the three generals stopped entangled, returned to the side, put on a bad face, and looked at each other from time to time, their faces full of displeasure.
While the adults were quarreling, Mo Li had already taken care of himself and left the martial arts stage. Otherwise, he, the winner who was ignored by others, would be so embarrassed.
Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment when he broke through in front of everyone. Even according to the route he was walking, it would definitely take less than a year and a half to reach the second level. Looking at the world, his breakthrough speed can be regarded as thousands of miles per day. , but compared with the guy in front of him who is both a genius and a martial arts idiot, let alone comparing him to the same realm, there is no telling when he will catch up to the realm. According to his understanding of Song Linjie, this guy was just a little over four months ago. To the third level.
Zhang Ling was so lost in thought that it wasn't until Li Jingqiu called him that he remembered that it was his turn to compete on stage.
Qifang Caolu is also a Jianghu gang that was incorporated with the late emperor. There are hundreds of disciples under the sect, but only Fang Haiding is the only one who is promising. He is only nineteen, and only the fourth grade. Compared with Song Linjie, who is sixteen and second grade. The stars are shining brightly, but the sun is not shining brightly.
Therefore, even though Fang Haiding was already on the martial arts stage, he still showed unconcealable jealousy.
Fang Haiding turned to look at Zhang Ling who was coming up to the stage, and without hesitation he pulled out the bright silver sword. Although this sword was of high quality, it was not as good as the Tiantian in Song Linjie's hand. Therefore, he was not only jealous of Song Linjie. , even more greedy for the Heavenly Forging Sword. If he could get that sword, he might be able to kill across the border.
Zhang Ling stared into Fang Haiding's eyes as soon as he came up, as if he could see through his pupils what was in his mind.
Zhang Ling sneered at him, and this smile made him even more jealous. He didn't care and rushed forward with a knife.
The momentum is not great, but the murderous intention is fully displayed.
