The value of the top scholar is extremely high. Without the cultivation of the unity of man and nature and the mastery of the legal principles of the heaven and man levels, it is almost impossible to get a first-class Jinshi.

If a top scholar does not die and grows smoothly, his future achievements will at least make him a master.

And if you become an official, you can at least become a governor and be in charge of a certain area.

Chen Fei sighed with a slightly dejected look on his face: "Since you've figured it out, then don't spread it. A hero never brags about his past achievements. I'm not an official, so what's the point of fame?"

Speaking of the latter part, Fade Chen's expression was extremely complicated, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Those great figures at the top of the Confucian school can sometimes ruin the life of a peerless talent by a little abuse of power.

They say it takes ten years for a scholar to rebel. Sometimes I really envy those warriors who dare to think and act, unlike me who is full of resentment and has to swallow the bitterness in my stomach.

Qi Saiwen smiled softly, turned to Fan Qing and said, "Old Fan, the champion said he envied you as a warrior!"

Fan Qing said with a hint of displeasure, "I can see that you, Xiao Qi, are also a scholar with a sharp mind. However, although I haven't read many books, I still know how to not take pleasure in other people's suffering."

Huang Fei looked at Qi Saiwen in surprise: "You've actually studied?"

Qi Saiwen raised his eyebrows proudly and glanced at Huang Fei with disdain: "I know you are also a crude warrior with no literary talent, but the top scholar will definitely not envy you!"

Fan Qing interrupted, "Everyone, please pay attention! If the Azure Dragon's pressure lasts every half a minute, it will come soon!"

Wang Yu touched his slightly blackened face and said, "Mr. Fan, please be careful. I did break the restriction of the jade disc, but I used my trump card, so it is difficult to replicate it in a short time.

The restrictions around the altar are intact. The three empty altars next to you and behind you are likely to have the heaviest pressure!"

Fan Qing nodded noncommittally, his tone full of confidence: "My insight and mental pressure can also see the color. Nothing can be hidden from my eyes. Trust my escape technique!"

Zhou Ling didn't say anything and just listened to their conversation silently.

She had a mission to accomplish and needed to choose a leader, but she felt that beneath every witty remark they made, there was a test.

She has a mission, so the others, like her, should also need to choose a leader before the dragon ride ends.

She could only listen with her ears perked up, but others were chatting and laughing lively, and she felt like she couldn't even get a word in.

"No wonder, no wonder I was given the identity of 'common people'." Zhou Ling felt that she was a little out of place, but fortunately there was Huang Fei who was just like her.

But after listening for so long, Zhou Ling also made a preliminary judgment that the leader was most likely Wang Yu.

Qingzhou, where Zhou Ling is located, has three counties: Pingyuan, Bohai, and Dongshan. Each county has an average of more than 3,000 counties and a population of one hundred million.

Among the hundreds of millions of people, how many are scholars? Twenty years ago, when the Dagan Dynasty and the Xin Dynasty were established and the first special examination was held, how many people wanted to make the leap from a carp to a dragon?

Before the Yang family came to power, if one wanted to become an official, one had to rely on the nobles and receive recommendations.

The top scholar in a state, who has fought his way out from so many scholars who are both talented in literature and martial arts, what kind of person is he?

It is almost impossible for Ma Renfu to choose the wrong person.

Moreover, he had complained before and spoken ill of the Confucian leaders, which naturally meant that there were no good leaders who could help him rise to prominence.

Ma Renfu praised Wang Yu so much, and his words and deeds all showed Wang Yu's uniqueness.

Zhou Ling felt bitter. She couldn't tell who the leader was, but as long as she followed a capable person, it would definitely not be wrong.

"How can there be any certainty in a nightmare mission? If I'm wrong, I'll admit it.

Mr. Ma must have done it so obviously to take care of Song Zhixi, so I could see it!"

Zhou Ling's mind moved, and she communicated with the Qinglin Talisman that was connected to her heart and blood.

"Leader, it's Wang Yu!"

After Zhou Ling made her choice in her mind, she waited anxiously for the verdict of her fate. If she had not just taken the pill given by Ma Renfu, she would definitely not have been able to remain calm.

[Side quest completed, you have gained the leader's protection. When riding a dragon, you will no longer be threatened by the Azure Dragon's pressure and restrictions!]

"Success...success?" Zhou Ling was so happy that she almost showed it on her face.

"So if we choose the right leader, we'll be completely safe this whole time? No wonder Song Zhixi and Ma Renfu were still in the mood for small talk!"

"Ah, Wang Yu is such a great leader! If we make the wrong choice, we'll be wiped out immediately, but he gets to reap the benefits!"

Zhou Ling felt envious of Wang Yu.

Buzz!

At this moment, violent pressure suddenly came from all directions.

Zhou Ling's eyes lit up and she didn't feel the influence of the pressure.

"Sure enough, luckily I completed the side quest a long time ago!"

Zhou Ling didn’t feel happy for long before she suddenly felt a black screen in front of her eyes.

The bright hall suddenly fell into absolute darkness. Zhou Ling could not see or hear anything, and her nose stopped working.

It seems that not only the five senses, but also the spiritual perception are obscured.

Six breaths later, the hall lit up again.

Zhou Ling immediately regained her senses, and soon noticed that a sticky scarlet liquid was splashing.

Her pupils shrank and she turned her head suddenly, seeing Fan Qing's body, which had lost its head and was spurting blood, collapsing limply.

The green scale talisman in Fan Qing's hand shattered with a snap.

Fan Qing is dead and his head is missing?

"ah!"

Song Zhixi screamed and her body trembled a little.

The expressions of everyone present were extremely ugly.

Zhou Ling widened her eyes, wondering if Fan Qing was eliminated because he didn't choose the right leader?

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