Feeling the huge force coming from the palm of their hand, Bai Jing and the other man's expressions changed.

"With this kind of strange strength, you told me that it's just a martial artist with tight skin?"

However, before the two could react, a figure with bulging muscles and thick blue veins between his arms and legs wriggling like an earthworm strode towards them.

Li Qinglin only felt an unprecedented sense of relief, every inch of his muscles and every drop of his blood were cheering with joy.

The surging blood and energy rushed through his limbs and bones, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He looked at the two martial artists in front of him who were close to reaching marrow refining level, as if he had seen some rare treasures, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"You're using us as a touchstone?"

Bai Jing and Xiao Yuanshan were both furious. They shook the swords in their hands, emitting a large amount of cold light.

At this moment, they had no intention of being humble to Li Qinglin, who was unarmed. They only had one thought in their minds.

How could one let someone destroy his own nest? Ding! The bow arm of the wooden bow in Li Qinglin's hand almost completely fit the sharp sword blade, slashing the cold light and hitting the sword guard. With a crisp sound, Li Qinglin turned over and jumped high, and then...

The bow is like a full moon, and the arrow is like a shooting star! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Arrows flew out one after another. With the help of Li Qinglin's extraordinary strength and blood, the arrows were like cannonballs, making a long roar and forming white smoke at the tail of the arrow.

Bai Jing and Xiao Yuanshan's expressions suddenly changed.

In their perception, these flying arrows seemed to have eyes, locking onto their throats, eyes, hearts, genitals and other parts.

Figures flashed, and arrows hit the ground with a bang, sending wood chips flying.

The more they dodged, the uglier Bai Jing and Xiao Yuanshan's faces became, and their temples were faintly wet with cold sweat.

Even if they appeared outside Li Qinglin's sight or even behind him.

But Li Qinglin seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He often predicted things one step ahead of them and seemed to "see" their actions.

Even if he had started practicing archery in his mother's womb, he wouldn't be so skilled, right? With such archery skills, he would be an army on the battlefield!

Bai Jing cursed in his heart.

Li Qinglin's wooden bow was struck with a thunderbolt, and he fired arrow after arrow! Until...

Li Qinglin touched his quiver, and it was empty. All the arrows were gone! "It's our turn!"

Bai Jing and Xiao Yuanshan both had sharp eyes and coldness on their lips.

Bai Jing shouted angrily, his bones were burning faintly, there were sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls coming from his hands, the weapons in his hands hummed, fire flashed, and he rushed towards Li Qinglin with a force of ten thousand pounds.

Li Qinglin groaned and retreated step by step.

The body made of steel and iron showed signs of weakness. "He is dying!"

Chuan Lian Hu and others who were silently healing their injuries off the court looked delighted.

When Bai Jing saw this, a hint of pride also flashed across his eyes.

Boom, boom, boom! Li Qinglin retreated madly.

But at some point, a weapons rack appeared next to Li Qinglin.

Draw your sword!

This knife was fast, strange, and urgent! The wooden sword in his hand flew out directly from the handle, making a swishing sound, and with the force of a tsunami, it smashed the relentless flames, and with the slightly charred blade, it flew around the necks of Bai Jing and Xiao Yuanshan.

Then with a bang, it fell into Li Qinglin's hands again.

Li Qinglin raised his head, his eyes were like a tiger, and a unique light flickered at the bottom of his pupils.

The third sword of the Five Directions Divine Will Sword, the Ring-Headed Flying Crane Slash!

However, a clearly visible white mark appeared on the necks of Bai Jing and Xiao Yuanshan, faintly cutting the skin membrane.

Bai Jing stretched out his hand blankly and touched the wound on his neck, feeling a stinging pain.

He suddenly dropped his hands and said dejectedly,

“I lost.”

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were trembling, and he was still a little unresponsive. How come it was over when he hadn't even made a few moves?

He looked at Li Qinglin absentmindedly and asked,

"May I have your name?"

Li Qinglin didn't seem to hear what Xiao Yuanshan said, but instead looked outside the field at the last martial artist who had yet to take action.

The man subconsciously took a step back, swallowed his saliva, and his lips were slightly dry.

"I, I give up too."

Li Qinglin tilted his head slightly, "Li Qinglin, the son of a cloth seller in the shantytown."

"Li Qinglin..."

Everyone present was silently repeating this name. They knew that the scene that happened today would probably remain in their memory for a long time.

The son of a cloth seller in a shantytown, only sixteen years old, single-handedly took down the group of examiners who were in charge of the criminal investigation...

They seemed to see a rising martial arts genius.

"Sir, have I passed the criminal prosecution assessment?"

Li Qinglin walked up to the official and bowed.

The official's face was still a little dazed, but when he heard this, he reacted with a shudder.

Li Qinglin's name was immediately registered, a letter was issued, and someone was called to bring a round-necked robe with a python pattern, embroidered black boots, and a token with the words "Tixing-Zhangqi" written on it.

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The official explained: "With your strength, you are qualified to be the flag bearer. For higher positions, in addition to strength, you also need corresponding merits."

Of course, what the officials did not say was that without the recommendation of the captain-general, it would have been impossible for Li Qinglin to be given the position of flag bearer as soon as he joined the judicial department.

Li Qinglin nodded and bowed to the military officers present. "Forgive me for being rude. I really have something difficult to explain. I had no choice but to do this. I dare not waste time."

Seeing Li Qinglin's appearance, Bai Jing and the others' faces lightened up slightly, but they also knew that it was all their own fault.

If we had just started the assessment right away...

At most it would just embarrass one person.

Li Qinglin took the clothes and token, and ignored the two examinees in front of him on the side of the road who were also taking the assessment. Their faces were dull as if they were seeing hallucinations, and he walked straight out of the martial arts training ground and passed through the Ministry of War.

The official looked at the group of military officers who were hit hard, shook his head helplessly, walked outside, and shouted in a strange tone, "Today's selection of criminal judges is temporarily over. Please go back. The next selection time... is to be determined."

Inside the Ministry of War, the people who were queuing up suddenly became noisy and talked about the matter at once when they heard the words.

Those who were brave enough simply went to the passage outside the martial arts arena and looked inside.

Suddenly, I saw that the training ground was in a mess. The ground looked like it had been hit by wild beasts. There were sudden and shocking marks all over it, and the stone slabs and soil were turned over.

Broken weapons, arrows with only arrowheads left...

Several military officers had swollen faces and bruises all over their bodies.

And the disciple of the top martial arts school, Longhu Baodanmen, Master Bai Jingwu, who they were talking about, had blood boiling and his face was full of fatigue, standing there blankly.

A trace of blood flowed from the neck.

It seemed as if it had just been ravaged by someone.

Seeing this, the man's head felt like it was hit by a hammer. His whole body shook violently and he stood there in a daze.

The atmosphere seems to be contagious.

The Ministry of War, which had been noisy, suddenly fell into deathly silence.

squeak!

Xiao Yuanshan in the martial arts arena had a sullen look on his face. He waved his sleeves and the door of the martial arts arena slammed shut.

Everyone's eyes were looking towards the distance, at the figure holding the clothes and striding away.

"I mean, is there a possibility, maybe, that the military officers taking the assessment got excited and sparred with each other, and got injured accidentally?"

"And that person just happened to take advantage of him, and then the military officers were so kind and righteous that they didn't bother with him and let him pass the assessment?"

No one answered.

No one had any idea what was going on and they were all a little confused.

"But, what that person was holding just now was a round-necked robe with a python pattern that can only be worn by a flag bearer, right?"

"The first assessment will award the position of flag bearer. One must be able to defeat ten enemies at once. The last one to be awarded the position of flag bearer must be a centurion, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed drastically.

In the distance, the rising morning light, carrying the chill of early spring, shone through the leaves, but was shattered by Li Qinglin's figure, leaving only an elongated shadow.

In the eyes of everyone, this shadow seemed to be wriggling and twisting, ruthlessly devouring everyone's gaze...

As seen, the abyss.

(End of this chapter)