The Martial Arts Practice Meet this time was mainly targeted at meritorious disciples. Those with world-shocking talents could also enter directly.
For example, Luo Tong, the well-known heir of the Duke of Yue, had been fighting on the battlefield since he was sixteen years old. He had accumulated merit and was promoted to the rank of General Yang Wu.
Because of his outstanding martial arts skills, Second Emperor Li granted him special permission not to participate in the strength and riding archery tests and directly enter the third round of the arena competition.
Of course, this was only a special case!
There was no other person.
Facing Fang Yi 'ai's doubts, Zhangsun Yong laughed and said sarcastically,""Who do you think you are? Would he dare to be compared to the Duke of Yue's son, Luo Tong?”
"Zhangsun Yong, Fang Yi 'ai is not a commoner yet, he has the right to enter.”Cheng Chumo was chivalrous and couldn't help but chime in.
"He has already left Fang clan, why isn't he a commoner?”Zhangsun Yong raised his eyebrows and said domineeringly.
His Zhangsun Clan had many descendants, and his father, the Duke of Zhao, Zhangsun Wuji, was the current imperial uncle and the most meritorious person who supported the Second Emperor Li. He would not take the heir of the Duke of Lu seriously at all.
Cheng Chumo laughed and said slowly,"Fang Yi 'ai and the princess cannot officially separate within a year. He is still the emperor's son-in-law of the Great Tang, so he can enter and register as the emperor's son-in-law!”
"Brother Cheng, thank you! But I don't plan to use this identity." Fang Yi 'ai cupped her hands towards the warm-hearted Cheng Chumo, but she did not intend to enter as the emperor's son-in-law.
Since he had made up his mind to cut off all ties with Princess Gao Yang, he could no longer use the identity of the Prince Consort!
A hot-blooded man had to rely on his own strength to stand tall in the world.
This was a real man!
Zhangsun Yong was even more pleased with himself. He laughed and said,"" Fang Yi 'ai, a commoner like you has no right to enter, you should go back to your dreams, haha-"
"Who says I'm not qualified? I can enter in a special way!"
The so-called special method was to display super-strong martial strength and win the approval of the head examiner.
For example, the son of the Duke of Yue, Luo Tong, was born with divine strength and outstanding martial arts skills. At a young age, he had accumulated military merits and was promoted to a fifth-grade general, Yang Wu. He was directly interviewed to advance to the third round, the arena!
However, such martial arts prodigies were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Most of the commoner children were unknown and could only watch the noble children fight for supremacy outside the arena.
Zhangsun Yong's lips curled up, and his eyes were filled with disdain.
In his opinion, as long as he was present, Fang Yi 'ai would not have the chance to enter the competition.
In this way, he could be considered to have avenged the four brothers!
"Move aside!"
Fang Yi 'ai roared like thunder.
Zhangsun Yong's blood boiled from the shock and he almost fell down. He subconsciously took a few steps back.
Thump, thump, thump!
Fang Yi 'ai strode towards Wenchang Temple outside the martial arts field.
In front of the temple was a copper incense burner with a diameter of three feet. There were many candidates burning incense and praying inside.
Seeing Fang Yi 'ai walk over ferociously, these candidates shuddered and retreated.
"What is he trying to do?"
"It doesn't look like it's burning incense!"
Just as everyone was guessing, Fang Yi 'ai suddenly grabbed the copper incense burner, squatted down and shouted," Rise!"
Rustle!
The ground cracked, and the four legs of the copper incense burner were pulled out from the ground.
With a swoosh, Fang Yi 'ai carried him on his shoulder.
Thump! Thump!
Fang Yi 'ai carried the copper incense burner and walked to the gate of the training field without blushing or panting, shouting,""I have a gift for the Duke of Wei, Marshal Li Jing!”
Li Jing, who was in the tent, naturally heard the sound.
Actually, Li Jing knew what was going on outside from the beginning.
It was just that he was an experienced and prudent person and did not want to get involved in the grudge between the Zhangsun Clan and Fang Yi 'ai.
But now that he was called by his name, Duke Wei Li Jing could not keep his face, so he led a group of generals out.
He saw a tall and sturdy young man who looked like a god standing at the door. On his shoulder was a copper incense burner that was three feet in diameter and weighed more than a thousand pounds.
"This is…Fang Yiai?"
The generals present looked at each other in shock.
It was said that Fang clan's second kid abandoned martial arts and was a gentle and weak scholar, but today's scene had a 180-degree reversal.
The generals present were dumbstruck, not knowing what to say.
"Duke Wei, Marshal Li, I have already separated from the princess and am considered a commoner. Today, I will use my true abilities to enter this martial arts competition for the children of the nobility.”
"I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. This is just a small gift.”
Boom!
Fang Yi 'ai shook her arms and threw the copper incense burner that weighed a thousand jin at Li Jing.
"Protect the marshal!"
The generals present were shocked.
Military Commander Xu Shiji was so flustered that he drew his saber, wanting to use his dexterity to deflect the thousand jin force of the copper incense burner.
Whoosh!
With a flash, Fang Yi 'ai flew several feet away, opened her arms and held the bottom of the copper incense burner, placing it firmly on the ground.
Throughout the entire process, his face was not red, he was not panting, and his expression was normal.
"High Duke, do I have the qualifications to take the examination?”Fang Yi 'ai asked loudly.
The entire martial arts arena was silent. Everyone looked at Duke Wei, Li Jing, in anticipation of his answer.
He could carry a thousand jin copper furnace. If he didn't have the qualifications to enter the competition, wouldn't he, the main examiner, be laughed at?
Li Jing had the thought of cherishing talents and smiled."Fang clan nephew, you have this divine power, you naturally have the right to enter the competition. Someone, give him a number plate."
(Dismal new book statistics, rolling on the ground, gifts, flowers)
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