Moreover, judging from the competition just now, this Guo Mo is undoubtedly the best, even though he has never played against Meng Gong and Yue Ao.

"This Guo Mo, what is his background?"

After hearing the Privy Council's report, the officials were very relieved, and none of the Sanding Jia was from Shi Miyuan, so they pretended to ask.

"Reporting to the official family, Guo Mo, who lives in 'Peach Blossom Island', Anqi Township, Changguo County, Qingyuan Prefecture, is the Xie Yuan of this 'Martial Examination' Qingyuan Prefecture. Other information is unknown, and he seems to be an ordinary Jianghu person. "

Seeing that the officials didn't express anything after listening, the official of the Privy Council mistakenly believed that the officials didn't like Guo Mo, who was born as a commoner, so he jumped to the top of the three tripods.

"Officials, why don't you go down and check Guo Mo's details carefully, and if he commits crimes, get rid of him directly..."

"Asshole, to promote talents for the country, to promote talents, how can you only care about family status?"

Before the officials could speak, Shi Miyuan next to him was already furious.

Originally, there were obviously two people in the Three Tripod Armor, so I couldn't handle it at all.

Guo Mo was the only one left, his last hope, and this blind official of the Privy Council still wanted to get rid of Guo Mo.

This is because there is no knife next to it. If there was a knife, Shi Miyuan would have wanted to cut this kid's head open to see what was inside?

The officials were also taken aback, but they didn't speak, watching the dog bite the dog inside the Privy Council.

"Okay, since the Three Tripod Armors were decided in public, they should all be people with outstanding martial arts skills, and everyone expects them."

"Let's announce the start of the second round. After the final ranking is determined, I will reward them personally in the 'Da Qing Palace'."

The words of the official family shocked all the officials again, and they all looked sideways. What happened to this master today?

It turns out that the "Daqing Hall" is located in the Nangong Gate, which is the venue of the great court, and it will not be used at all on weekdays.

There is a special place for the reception and rewards of normal martial arts, called "Jiangwu Hall".

It is not a fixed place. It is called "Duancheng Palace" on weekdays, and it is a multi-functional palace.

It was called "Diancheng Hall" when it was worshiped in the suburbs of Mingtang, "Jiying Hall" was sung by strategists, "Chongde Hall" was called "Chongde Hall" for envoys at banquets, and "Jiaowu Hall" was called "Jiangwu Hall" for military officials. It is also a piece of cake to change the plaque at any time miracle.

The "turmoil" on the field did not cause too many ripples, even Yue Ao and Qin Ju, who were involved, didn't say much, as if the terrifying scene just now really didn't happen.

"It turns out that this person is from the Yue family, no wonder he hates Qin Ju so much."

After Guo Mo heard the chief examiner call the Three Tripod Armor, he understood the reason behind it.

Originally, he was extremely resentful about the scene just now.

Although they did not give in on the spot and raised their hands mercilessly, after all, it was a competition among their own people, not a war between the two countries.

What's more, Qin Ju has already been defeated, so how can he kill them all again?

Hearing that the young general was a descendant of the Yue family, Guo Mo felt that it was justifiable, and he had already made plans to resolve their grievances for them.

Although he was not familiar with Yue Ao, he knew a thing or two about Qin Ju. He couldn't see such a patriotic general being misunderstood or buried.

The chief examiner came to the center of the field again and reiterated the rules of the second round.

First of all, the first battle, Meng Gong against Yue Ao.

"Old man, look at these two, who will lose and who will win?"

"Reporting to the official family, the old servant has a half-knowledge of how to do it right away, but judging from his previous performance, the old slave feels that Meng Gong has a better chance of winning." The old eunuch replied beside him.

"Oh, how do you see it?"

"The weapon in Meng Gong's hands is called 'Golden Nail Zaoyang Lance'. It can be regarded as a strange weapon. Those who are good at using this weapon can open and close their moves, and they are powerful."

"Judging from the process of Meng Gong winning five rounds just now, this man is patient, kind and defensive, and he can secure the victory by catching the opponent's first-line omissions."

"On the other hand, Yue Ao, since he is a descendant of Yue Wumu, he should use the 'Yue Family Spear Technique', which is far superior to the Meng Communist Party in its subtlety."

"Unfortunately, the gun in his hand is ordinary, and he is still young, not as good as Meng Gong, who has rich battle experience."

"Maybe after another two years of hard work, Yue Ao will be above Meng Gong, but looking at it now, it should be Meng Gong who wins."

"Fortunately, in this second round, the time limit has been lifted. Otherwise, these two would definitely not be able to decide the winner within two quarters of an hour."

In the Song Dynasty, many of the eunuchs didn't pay for nothing.

It's not just a simple way of talking, vision and means are also a temporary choice.

"Hmph, I think that Guo Mo is the best in all martial arts. I'm afraid he is the champion of martial arts!"

The conversation between the official and the old eunuch did not hide others' backs.

Shi Miyuan, who was standing nearby, listened and expressed his views angrily.

It seems that Shi Miyuan has always been brooding over his recent defeat in Xia Zhen's case.

Hearing Shi Xiang said so, most of the civil and military officials next to him also echoed.

Xue Ji, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, even said: "From the point of view of the officials, if Guo Mo is selected as the number one scholar in this 'martial arts examination', it will be the most satisfactory ending."

This Xue Ji is the number one think tank of Shi Miyuan's subordinates, and he advises him a lot on weekdays, every time the officials see him, it gives them a headache.

Just now, when Shi Miyuan refuted the old eunuch's words, the officials felt very curious.

"This little Qi, when did Shi Miyuan fall in love with him?"

My heart was beeping, but I didn't expect Xue Ji to be even worse. He jumped out, made his position clear, and suggested that Guo Mo should be the champion of martial arts.

"Why did Xue Qing say that?"

Hearing the questions from the officials, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty also turned their attention to him, Xue Ji really enjoyed the feeling of being noticed.

Clearing his throat, he bowed his hands to the officials and the surroundings.

"There are three reasons why the officials and veterans demanded that Guo Mo be named the No. [-] martial artist."

As soon as the officials were amused, well, within a short while, they came up with three reasons. Xiaoqi knew it, but he didn't know how to thank him?

"Oh, I'd like to hear more about it."

Old Xue really wanted to perform, and the officials had to support him, not to mention he was praising his son in public.

"The first one, from the point of view of the official's purpose of holding the 'martial arts examination' this time, just as Cai Shixiang said just now, 'to promote the virtuous for the country, and to promote talents only, how can we just look at the family status?'"

"Abandoning Meng Gong and Yue Ao, who were born in the general family, and naming Guo Mo as the champion of martial arts, it just reflects the official heart, and let the people of the Song Dynasty know that the official's meritocracy will surely win the whole Song Dynasty. Set off the wind of martial arts."

"The second thing is that Song and Jin have been at war all these years, and the Great Song Dynasty has always lost more than it won, but most of the people in the army are arrogant soldiers."

"This time, if someone from the army wins the 'Martial Arts', wouldn't that fuel their arrogance? In fact, the warriors in the army didn't perform very well."

"It can be seen from the fact that only the Communist Party of Meng came from the army this time."

"The third point is also the most important thing that the veteran thinks. In the old days of 'Huyang Gaozheng', the four great families of military generals survived and produced many talented generals, but it is difficult to see such a scene in our court today."

"For the fame of the officials, for the glory of the military generals, and for the sake of the eternal Song Dynasty, please appoint Guo Mo as the 'No. [-] Military Scholar'!"

"The officials please name Guo Mo as the 'Warrior Champion'—"

Well, the China-Bangladesh Communist Party and Yue Ao are still fighting with all their might. The civil and military ministers on the tower have already given the title of "Wu Zhuang Scholar" to Guo Mo?

The officials looked at the ministers Qi Shushua pleading for Guo Mo's life, and felt that it was extremely unreal and extremely funny.

"That... Shixiang, what do you think?"

"Reporting to the official family, the hearts of the people are the hearts of the people, and the hearts of the people are the will of God. God's will cannot be done, and the old minister will reconsider."

Shi Miyuan bowed to the ground, it was rare for him to be so loyal to the country.

"Old guy, what do you think?"

The old eunuch felt tired when he saw the officials acting in a serious manner with these courtiers.

Turning his eyes, he felt that he should also get involved.

"Reporting to the officials, what the ministers said is indeed reasonable. This old slave thought that this Guo Mo could be selected as the 'No. [-] Scholar', but he could not be reused."

"Just give it to a county lieutenant, or find a frontier soldier to settle him down. After all, he is not from a family, and he has mud legs. It is not worth promoting with great fanfare."

"Xiao Shu, the generation who wronged the country, the officials please kill this person!"

As soon as the old eunuch finished speaking, Xue Ji next to him was not happy.

Just now I talked eloquently for a long time, all the officials were convinced, even the officials and the ministers didn't say anything, you old eunuch actually said such a thing.

"Hey, don't hurt your peace. Xue Qing, you have been in the Ministry of Officials for a long time, and you are in charge of the evaluation and promotion of officials in the Song Dynasty. In your opinion, this Guo Moruo is called the 'Warrior Scholar'. What official position should be bestowed?"

Xue Ji exchanged glances with Shi Miyuan, and then said with confidence.

"Officials, from the perspective of veterans, Guo Mo is a versatile man in both civil and military affairs. The veterans have read his strategies and theories. They are really strategically planned, and every word is accurate."

"The veteran thinks that appointing a single military post is a bit of a waste of talent. Why don't you let him lead a single army and add a post of 'promoting the Imperial City Secretary'."

After Xue Ji finished speaking, he gave the old eunuch a meaningful look.

Is this an attempt to regain Xia Zhen's lost position?

Speaking of this, the officials did not continue.

"I know it well, let's watch the competition in the arena, and wait for the results to come out."

The officials have spoken, and the ministers are reluctant to say more.

Almost half an hour had passed, and the two in the field were having an inseparable fight.

The old eunuch's analysis of the battle between Meng Gong and Yue Ao was really clear.

Yue Ao has been invincible for a long time, and his mood can no longer be calm. The moves are still so tight, but he seems a little flustered.

But the Communist Party of Meng had put all their eggs in one basket, because just now, he had made a decision to fight this competition as the last one.

From the very beginning, the Meng Communist Party has adopted a defensive stance, watching the situation and guarding the door, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault.

Soon, the two fought for more than a hundred rounds.

The rest of the top ten couldn't sit still anymore, they all stood in the waiting area to watch.

They all felt that if they exchanged themselves for any one of the two in the field, they would have already lost.

They all praised Meng Gong and Yue Ao's kung fu, and couldn't help but think of another person in Sanding Jia.

Apart from Lu Guanying, there were six people watching the battle, and five of them were defeated by Guo Mo.

Among them, most of them have fought against the two in the field.

Comparing the two, I still feel that Guo Mo's martial arts are even more unfathomable.

Only Guo Mo sat there drinking tea slowly.

"Uncle Master, look at these two, who wins and who loses?"

While everyone was paying attention to the field, Lu Guanying came to Guo Mo and asked in a low voice.

"The Communist Party of Bangladesh can win."

Before the words fell, something happened in the field.

Hitting and hitting, Yue Ao slammed at the Meng Communist with "three guns on top of the top", and the Meng Communist caught him with the front and rear, and resisted.

Suddenly, in the last move, instead of raising the lance with both hands, he threw the entire lance out.

"Give it up? It's interesting." Guo Mo's eyes lit up.

Yue Ao did not expect that the other party would come to this move, but unfortunately his own move has been used old,

Instinctively, holding the gun with both hands, he pulled the flying "golden nail Zaoyang lance" with all his strength.

Yue Ao also set aside the "golden nail Zaoyang lance", and Meng Gong's leg also arrived.

It turned out that Communist Meng, who had been on the defensive all along, urged his horse to approach Yue Ao after throwing the lance out.

When Yue Ao went to dial "Golden Nail Zaoyang Lever", Meng Gong also came to Yue Ao's side, grasped the saddle with both hands, exerted force on his waist, and swung his legs sideways.

With both feet together, there was a sound of "pa--", kicking on the side of the horse.

Kick Yue Ao to the ground with his men and horses.

Hearing the sound of bones breaking, the horse couldn't stand up, and half of Yue Ao's body was crushed under the horse.

"Wow—"

There was an uproar.

"Meng Gong won—"

It seems that there are quite a few supporters of the Communist Party of Bangladesh at the scene.

Meng Gong didn't bother to pick up his "golden nail Zaoyang lance", but came to Yue Ao first and pulled him out of the horse.

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