On the test stand for participants.

After looking at Geng Yan's hand on his shoulder, Lin Mo's mouth curled a sneer that disappeared in a flash, and then sighed embarrassingly: "Oh, there's nothing I can do about it, I'm forced to do it!"

"If I don't fight, I'm sorry for that person. It's hard to explain to me." Lin Mo did not call me "Benqing", but called himself "Benqing" and put his posture lower.

Geng Yan naturally became even more elated and did not take Lin Mo seriously.

Geng Yan took back the person who was on Lin Mo's shoulder and chuckled, "It's okay, Lin Ziyong, wasn't it the emperor who forced you to participate? As long as I say to Your Highness Rong, you abstain from the power, the emperor dare not blame you for the slightest."

"Oh, Master Geng is so capable?" Lin Mo looked surprised, and his eyes looked at Geng Yan with admiration, which was so interesting.

Lin Mo unknowingly changed his name to Geng Yan again, from "Geng Gongzi" to "Geng Grand Master". Although it is just a difference, it has a completely different role.

Now, when I heard the four words "Geng's eldest son", Geng Yan immediately laughed and said, "That's right, this young master and my father are now the heroes in front of His Highness Rong."

As he said that, Geng Yan patted Lin Mo's shoulder again and said confidently: "As long as I say to King Rong, Your Highness Rong will definitely help you, Lin Ziyong, don't worry!"

His father Geng Bai was not qualified to sit under the brocade shed in Luanfeng Pavilion, but King Rong was valued, so he arranged his father there, which was considered a kind of honor.

And this kind of honor is something that Lin Mo has never seen before. With Lin Mo's performance today, how could Geng Yan still take him to heart? He felt so contempt and contempt in his heart.

"That's true, I'll thank Master Geng first!" Lin Mo bowed and said gratefully, but the sneer on his face, which was blocked by the sleeves, became even heavier.

In the brocade shed of Lin Mansion.

"Three sisters, what are you talking about to the fool who loves to be casual and casual around him?"

Looking at the participants' special observation stand, Geng Yan patted his husband's shoulders repeatedly, and his husband bowed to him, as if expressing his gratitude. Baili Qingcheng was confused.

Bai Zhilan took a sip of hot tea, took a breath slowly, and smiled slightly and said, "Qingcheng, do you still remember the words that my husband always liked to keep on his lips?"

"What do you mean?" Baili Qingcheng thought for a moment, but couldn't remember it because she remembered that her husband had too much, and the most profound and clearest sentence she remembered was: Qingcheng, come on, your husband kissed him.

Is it this sentence? But Baili Qingcheng can’t understand what this sentence has to do with the moment!

"If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy." Yan Baiyu answered for Bai Zhilan, then covered her mouth and chuckled: "We Qingcheng sister, I'm afraid the one I remember most clearly is Qingcheng, come on, husband will kiss you."

"This is not this, Sister Baiyu, you are talking nonsense!" Baili Qingcheng's face was blushed and lowered his head.

"Hahaha--"

Seeing Baili Qingcheng's shy attitude, Changsun Youyin knew that Yan Baiyu was right, and immediately laughed with Yan Baiyu Baizhilan and two girls, which instantly added a lot of beauty to the world.

Yan Baiyu and the girls were laughing. Xuan Yuan opposite saw the unrestrained Geng Yan, and his face was full of smiles, but his wife and Yu Ping were fiddling with her precious jewelry and did not notice the surroundings at all.

King Rong's face became even more gloomy, and Geng Bai, who was next to King Rong's brocade slap in his throat, and he wanted to rush down to slap his stupid son a few loudly in the face.

Xiang Yuan, who had no one to come, was in the mood to pay attention to these things. He drank wine on his own. Han Qianyue, who stood behind Xiang Yuan, looked at Lin Mo who was humble to Geng Yan with a serious look.

In a blink of an eye, six games had passed, and at this time, the escort of Lin's mansion disguised as a small eunuch of Sili came onto the competition platform and read out the name of Geng Yan, who was talking to Lin Mo.

"In the next game, Geng Yan fights Jian Chen."

Hearing Geng Yan's name, Lin Mo stopped talking and turned to say, "Oh, Mr. Geng is the one who deserves you, you must win!"

"Don't worry, with my master's strength, there is no problem." After that, Geng Yan, who had almost finished resting, jumped on the competition platform, and then turned around with a signature circle and landed happily.

The girls watching also screamed again.

Feeling the screams coming, Geng Yan on the competition stand flattened his hands and closed his eyes slightly, obviously enjoying the crazy screams of the girls of all ages and big and small.

However, what Geng Yan didn't know was that Lin Mo, who was on the competition stand for the contestants, had a faint smile on his lips at this moment, and his eyes seemed to be looking forward to a good show.

In front of the Luanfeng Pavilion, King Rong under the brocade shed looked at the self-intoxicated Geng Yan. After hearing the whispers of the guard Di Wu behind him, he was even more angry and blushed.

"This Geng Yan is really not honest enough, he has enough trouble, and he is so angry that he is the king!"

As soon as King Rong said, Geng Bai's old body trembled again. He seemed to feel that the sky was about to collapse, but the situation was so far that his son could only hope that his son could beat his opponent, Jian Chen.

Then he advanced to the literary test.

As long as he wins, Geng Bai has reason to believe that even if King Rong is angry, he will not touch himself, nor can he do anything with his son. After all, he still has one of the only hopes left by relying on his son to marry Princess Rena from the Western Regions.

King Rong's men had been eliminated in the first six rounds, only one of them had won.

The little eunuch Sili stepped down. Jian Chen looked at Geng Yan, who was slightly closed and enjoying the cheers of the girls, and said lightly: "Honest Master Geng has finished enjoying it? Can you start?"

Jian Chen was about twenty-three years old and handsome. He looked heroic in a light black robe. He had a restrained aura and a faint murderous aura radiated between his eyebrows.

Geng Yan was almost floating into the sky when he was held and praised by Lin Mo, so he naturally didn't realize it at all.

Geng Yan withdrew his mind, pulled out the sword in his hand, and put on a handsome posture, and smiled and said, "Draw the sword, I promised you that I can go home early to enjoy the delicious wine and food, and the beauty."

"Draw the sword?" Jian Chen smiled coldly: "It's up to you, you're not worthy!"

After saying that, Jian Chen's body was full of energy, and a layer of energy wrapped around the sword in his hand. Then he swung his hand and directly inserted the sword into the stone floor of the competition platform with the scabbard, causing a strong wind.

"Control Qi and transform, you are a cultivator in the Great Swordsman realm!" Looking at the long sword wrapped in vitality and inserted into the ground, Geng Yan was suddenly shocked, and a chilling feeling surged from the bottom of his heart.

Being able to attach the vital energy in the body to the weapon is called controlling the energy and transforming, and this is exactly what practitioners at least at the great swordsman level can do.

Looking at Geng Yan who looked stupid, Lin Mo laughed brightly in his heart.

"Looking!" Jian Chen's eyes narrowed and his body shot out.

Geng Yan hurriedly woke up. Although he knew he was defeated, King Rong could only go up when he was looking at him. He instantly covered his energy on his body and then greeted Jian Chen.

As he approached, Geng Yan's hand slashed with a sharp edge, and the sword in his hand aimed at Jian Chen's neck. Jian Chen mobilized his luck in his body to his left hand, and caught the sword that was slashed with bare hands. His right hand condensed his vitality and aimed at Geng Yan's abdomen.

Geng Yan was also a little capable, but he didn't react slowly. He clasped his left hand with the scabbard into a fist and condensed his vitality, aiming at Jian Chen's fist and facing him.

"Bang—" The two fists met, and a dull sound came.

But at the peak of the swordsman, Geng Yancai, how could he fight against Jian Chen at the great swordsman's realm? He was immediately bombarded and flew backwards. Jian Chen's body followed and his fist was shaking straight away with his vitality.

Looking at Jian Chen who was attacking fiercely on the court, Baili Qingcheng frowned and thought for a moment, but unexpectedly, he asked: "Sister Baiyu, why do Qingcheng feel that he has heard the name Jian Chen somewhere?"

Yan Baiyu put down the teacup in his hand and smiled and said, "Well, Qingcheng, you have indeed heard of it. Among the 36 guards in the mansion, Jian Wuxin's eldest son was the husband who temporarily drew Jian Chen to visit this time to clear some obstacles for his husband."

"Oh, I remembered it!" Baili Qingcheng remembered it, and then said disapprovingly: "I just said why I seemed to have heard of it. It was Jian Chen, who is already twenty-three years old and is at the peak of the Great Swordsman!"

After hearing Baili Qingcheng's words, Yan Baiyu was a little amused and laughed: "Qingcheng, you have reached the realm of a great swordsman at the age of 23 and are already a genius in the practice of cultivation."

Yan Baiyu's words, thinking of Baili Qingcheng's realm, made Changsun Youyin realize something, was suddenly shocked, looked at Baili Qingcheng, and said, "That Qingcheng is only twenty years old, isn't it?"

Bai Zhilan nodded and said, "That's right, don't look at our Qingcheng who loves to act coquettishly in our husband's arms on weekdays. In the path of cultivation, he is a genius among geniuses, a rare genius in the world!"

"That's right, I'm a rare genius in the world!" Baili Qingcheng laughed.

Looking at Baili Qingcheng's innocent smile, Changsun Youyin, who refreshed his understanding of Baili Qingcheng, smiled and felt extremely proud of his sister, and then turned his attention to the competition platform.

On the competition stage, Jian Chen used an extremely fast body technique, dodged the long sword in Geng Yan's hand, threw it on the ground, and then kicked the lost Geng Yan so hard that he flew away.

"Young Master Geng, you don't like to turn around very much. Today, I, Jian Chen, will let you turn around enough!"

Yu Luo, Jian Chen raised his hands and captured Geng Yan's whereabouts, then flipped his wrists, turning Geng Yan into a human windmill like Sun Wukong playing with a golden cudgel.

Seeing this scene, Geng Bai, one of our new doctors in the Ministry of Justice, knew that he was finished and his son probably wouldn't have the chance to take over his position.

After playing Geng Yan enough, Lin Mo quietly gave Jian Chen a look, and Jian Chen threw Geng Yan out of the competition platform. The little eunuch Si Li announced that Jian Chen won.

If Lin Mo hadn't wanted Shi Qing to kill Geng Yan with his own hands and avenge Yu Duo'er, Geng Yan would have been killed by Jian Chen with one punch, but how could Geng Yan have made more than ten moves?
Chapter completed!