The female president's personal soldier

Five days later, Lin Qiang had memorized the formulas of "Dragon Jue" by heart.

He found that "Dragon Jue" not only has internal strength but also external strength, the most powerful ones are "Dragon Palm" and "Spiral Magic Art", although he believes that internal strength cannot be brought back to the real world.But the external skills have penetrated deep into the bone marrow after subconscious training, and they can definitely be brought back.

So in addition to practicing these two kinds of kung fu, he also practiced "Xinghua Chunyu Swordsmanship".In Lin Qiang's heart, he vaguely felt that Chen Yezi from Chenjiacun might have some subtle connection with his ancestors.

"The list was announced outside. You are on the list. You have passed the literary test. After three days, you can start the martial test. But this martial test is not easy. I heard that many experts will participate, not only from the Tang Dynasty, but also from the Tang Dynasty. There are Hu people from the Turkic Khitan and Western Regions, Dongying people and Silla people, so you must be prepared mentally."

"Three days!"

Lin Qiang sighed, feeling a little hasty.Ever since he fought against those two fast catchers, he began to have doubts about his martial arts. He always felt that the Tang Dynasty was not a simple place, and it seemed that the value of martial arts was inherently higher than the real world by several levels.And that sissy little boy, who stared at him so frightened that his whole body turned cold, what kind of martial arts is it?
So in the next three days, he practiced harder.He also went around the vicinity of the imperial city, but it was useless, he couldn't get in at all.And it's useless even if you go in, because it's too big, and looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

So he felt that the easiest way to meet Fang Muyue now was to take the exam.If you really can't pass the exam, it's still too late to choose to climb over the wall.

Three days later!

Lin Qiang saw that someone set up five arenas on the huge Baishi Square outside Chang'an Imperial City.The square arena is six feet wide and one foot high, and there are no guardrails around it, but there are many large flags with the word "Tang" written on it.There is a grand master's chair covered with tiger skin at the side. It is said that it is the seat of Qianniuwei General Qiu Shenji.It's just that no one is there yet.

The preliminary round is an elimination system and is determined by drawing lots.Lin Qiang saw that there were quite a lot of people drawing lots, about three to four thousand people.Suddenly there was another wry smile in my heart, it seemed that the so-called literary test was pure nonsense, only a thousand or so people were eliminated, probably all those who could read and write passed.

After a while he heard several cannon shots, and then another group of soldiers approached surrounded by a burly and tall general. They were all wearing Mingguang armor, and the armor shone dazzlingly in the sun.Lin Qiang thought to himself, that middle-aged general must be the legendary Qiu Shenji, who is said to be Wu Zetian's confidant.

Qiu Shenji went up and didn't say anything. He waved his hand, and someone announced the official start of the competition, and all the players could enter the arena.After such a fuss, the horses from the stage immediately neighed and people shouted, which seemed quite spectacular.

Lin Qiang walked to the front of the stage among the jagged and jelly-like teams, and then he heard someone yelling, and those whose names were called went up to compete.

Although the performance of the first round was mediocre, it was enough to shock Lin Qiang.Because they can reach the level of Madman Luo at the last time.He also went up to try it out, and the opponent who confronted him was a burly and strong man, said to be an outer disciple of the Changbai sect, who looked like Schwarzenegger.

However, he was kicked down by Lin Qiang with a side kick.

So Lin Qiang advanced.

After the first day's competition ended, Lin Qiang came back for the second round five days later.He was naturally very anxious, but he was paralyzed. There were too many contestants, but the arena only had five seats, and they had to be compared one-on-one, so the progress was super slow.

The level of the second round has improved, there are some characters who can do light work, and the number is about [-]. Lin Qiang still wins easily, this time fighting a swordsman from the Changshan Sword Sect.Lin Qiang used the Xinghuachunyu swordsmanship, within three strokes, tapped the point of the sword on his heart, and pushed him down step by step.

"There is such an exquisite sword technique in the world, amazing." The man sighed.

Lin Qiang also had to admit that "Apricot Blossom Spring Rain Swordsmanship" was much more complicated and subtle than the Chen family's "Qiqi 49 Hand Huifeng Wuliujian", although they were definitely the same thing.

"I didn't expect you to be so good. You passed two levels in a row. Now there are only 2000 people left. If you pass the third round, you can barely be considered a master. Even if you can't be a son-in-law, you can be in the future." A small leader in the army. I saw that Qiu Shenji was selecting talents?"

"Why do you choose so many masters?" Lin Qiang thought, it must be Wu Zetian who is recruiting troops.

"Why do you care so much, a common man." Bao Shigui complained.Lin Qiang thought the same, history has been doomed, I don't care what I do, it's just a dream, why should it be so real, except for Fang Muyue, the others are all conscious bodies, which are fake.

After having this awareness, Lin Qiang suddenly got out of hand, became fierce, and his behavior began to become crazy.

Because he suddenly thought of one thing - everything is fake, right, so I have to be a little bit more aggressive to deter those who participate in the ring, so that I can win the game faster.

So in the third match, Lin Qiang used the blood coagulation palm to blow up a dude as soon as he came up, spraying plasma everywhere.He didn't know who this gorgeously dressed dude was, so he hit hard.So when he got to the audience, he was besieged by a group of people.

As a result, under the trend of the idea of ​​"everything is illusory", Lin Qiang had a good time. He was wearing an ancient robe and performed the spiral magic. The edge of the robe was like a sharp blade. A red scar appeared on the circle man's neck, and then he fell to the ground with a splash, blood spurting wildly to death.

Those who didn't die, were struck between the eyebrows of 17 people by Lin Qiang's sword, which was equivalent to sending out the first seventeen moves of the Xinghua Chunyu swordsmanship in an instant, and those people fell to the ground and died immediately.

Even Lin Qiang himself couldn't believe it afterwards, because he was never so fast before, and he didn't have the ability to evolve his moves so perfectly and roundly.

"Could it be "Dragon Jue"—" Lin Qiang thought to himself.

"General Qiu Shenji, please go over here." At this time, a pair of officers and soldiers came over, and among them was a long-legged young general, wearing a shining bright armor, a heart goggle, and two tiger heads inlaid on his shoulders, looking majestic. Lin Lin, with a Tang knife on his waist, cupped his hands and said.

The remaining people saw that the officer was still relentless, the general suddenly pulled out the knife and inserted it back, only to see two human heads suddenly fell from beside him, the speed was as slow as a landslide, and it took a long time for blood to spurt out come out.Someone in the crowd shouted: "It's Tianren from Tiandao Mountain!"

"Okay, you're scaring me." Lin Qiang said in English: "Fake!"

"Please!" The young officer told Lin Qiang that his name was 'Yin Changming' and he was a disciple of the third generation of Tiandao Mountain. It was really reckless to ask him just now, but please don't mind, maybe everyone will be colleagues in the future.Because Lin Qiang knew that Qiu Shenji was Wu Zetian's dog, so he didn't have a good impression of him at all, and everything was fake, why bother to take it seriously.

So he looked very manic: "What kind of thing is Qiu Shenji?"

Yin Changming's face changed drastically: "Brother, I know you are the descendant of the Xinghua Chunyu Sword, so I can't help but look down on the heroes of the world, stand proudly and stand out from the crowd. But after all, General Qiu Shenji is the queen's confidant, please bear with me, I, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of Xinghua Chunyu Sword."

"Oh!" Lin Qiang wanted to ask him, isn't the Xinghua Chunyu sword just a sword, what's so special about it?But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.Because in that case, it would be tantamount to admitting that I don't know anything.

"You're pretty sensible, um, I appreciate you." Lin Qiang said with a smirk.

After a while Lin Qiang saw Qiu Shenji.Qiu Shenji was also very arrogant and asked his name.Lin Qiang told him: "I forgot the name, I just remember it's called Invincible Great Swordsman!"

"General Qi, he is from Chenjia Village, his name is Chen Xiaogong." The one who brought him to Yin Changming kept wiping his sweat.I thought to myself, it was said that Xinghua Chunyu Jiannai's successors were all romantic and unrestrained masters, why did this generation produce such an arrogant, conceited and obnoxious ghost.

Qiu Shenji frowned suddenly: "You are Chen Xiaogong? Then you once wrote two poems to satirize the imperial court, right?"

Lin Qiang was overjoyed, thinking to himself, did Mu Yue really see it?

"What does the princess say, do you appreciate my literary talents?" Lin Qiang shouted triumphantly.He really didn't pay attention to Qiu Shenji, a senior official at the general level!

Anyway, everything is an illusory dream!