As one of the four princes of the Warring States Period, it is not to mention that Mengchangjun Tian Wen's status is below one person and above ten thousand people in Qi State.

By clan generation, Mengchangjun was the grandfather of King Jian of Qi. He was a hero who lived until now. He must be extremely favored by his son when he was old. How could Prince Tian Chen look down on this young master?

Yang Zheng suddenly realized, no wonder Tian Tian said that this person had a marriage with him, "In other words, he is Tian Ji's younger brother?"

Tian Ji almost nullified his cultivation that day and took away the Juque Sword. Before he could settle the old account, he met Tian Ji's younger brother first.

Tian Tian said: "His name is Tian Ze. Because of his young age, his cultivation is slightly weaker than that of Tian Ji. However, in terms of talent, it is said that he is the strongest royal family in the past century and has a great reputation in the capital."

Yang Zheng stared at Tian Ze and asked indifferently: "The Taoist Xuanyuan Sect worships Huangdi. Since he is a descendant of Huangdi, he should be worshipped by Taoism, right?"

Tian Tian nodded.

Yang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a killing intention flashed.

No matter what his identity is, he will give the other party a defeat in open competition. Since he is Tian Ji's younger brother, he cannot show mercy and must kill the majesty of Mengchangjun's family.

Just then, Tian Ze seemed to sense his gaze, turned his head, and the two eyes collided with each other from the air.

As Tian Ji's younger brother, his brother fled back from Jimo City that day. He didn't know why he sent someone to Jimo to inquire about the news. It happened to be the Tian Mansion to announce the marriage, which made Yang Zheng's background clearly distinguish.

He knew the grudge between Yang Zheng and his family.

He looked at Yang Zheng and smiled silently, his smile seemed gentle and friendly, but his fist was pressed on his dantian and gestured at Yang Zheng.

This is a naked satire, which satirized Yang Zheng's humiliation in Xujia Village that day.

Yang Zheng's face suddenly turned cold, and he didn't say anything, but also made a gesture of wiping his neck as a reply.

Tian Ze's smile froze. Unexpectedly, Yang Zheng was so strong that he dared not take him seriously after coming to the capital. His brows suddenly frowned, and he was about to say something, but Yang Zheng turned his head and ignored him.

In Yang Zheng's heart, Tian Ze was ruined today.

Tian Tian watched with sincerity. Knowing that Tian Ze was provoking first, he shouldn't persuade Yang Zheng to endure it, so he comforted him: "Even if it's Mengchangjun's son, you don't have any worries. As long as he is on the battlefield, he deserves it if he dies!"

Yang Zheng smiled faintly, stopped mentioning this, and said, "This second place has a gentle and elegant appearance and a pure breath. He should be a Confucian person. I heard Li Si say that there are many people who are optimistic about him winning the championship, as if he is named Yan Mo."

The young scholar was wearing a plain robe and holding a book, looking down. To outsiders, he pretended to be tireless in the winter trial occasion, which seemed too artificial.

But Yang Zheng found that this person was focused and focused. He never looked up at the outside world, and it didn't seem like he was doing a show. Does he think the competition was boring and used to pass the time by reading books?

Tian Tian had known Yan Mo's background and said, "That's right. Although he was a scholar, he looked uncontested, but his real combat power was very high. He was a descendant of the philosopher Yan Hui. It was rare for the Yan family to be impartial and not interfere with the struggle between the two schools of Mencius and Xun."

Yang Zheng felt that Yan Mo was very pleased with him, at least he did not show off his stance of beating, so he no longer cared about it and moved his eyes to the front of the entire queue.

That number one.

The man was wearing an ordinary slut shirt and had an ordinary appearance. He had neither the graceful demeanor of Sima Jian nor the powerful aura of Tian Ze, nor the elegant charm of Yan Mo. He just stood there silently without any power at all.

He looked calm and even a little dull, just standing purely, waiting for the showdown to begin, never thinking about the limelight or halo, etc.

If he hadn't come out of the forest as quickly as possible and stood in the most conspicuous position, no one would have dared to believe that he was a stunning genius. Judging from his appearance, he was really just an ordinary person, and he seemed to have gone to the wrong place.

"who is he?"

Yang Zheng looked at it without blinking his eyes, unable to capture the slightest strangeness. Because of this, he felt more and more strange. If he was a real ordinary man, how could he be able to overwhelm the heroes and climb to the top throne?

Tian Tian shook her head, "I think it's not just us, I'm afraid everyone in the audience is curious about this problem. The world is very big, and there will be dark horses every winter test, but it's the first time like him that he has reached the first place..."

According to the rules of the academy, candidates can apply for the exam qualification in advance and pass the identity review of the academy before they can come to participate in the winter exam.

In other words, this person must have been mediocre from his background, at least not as glorious as many people, otherwise everyone would have noticed him long ago.

Who is he? It has become a curious suspense for everyone present.

Yang Zheng was looking at him, and at this time, a cold voice came from the center of the battle station, "Yang Zheng, come and fight me!"

Someone is going to challenge Yang Zheng.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned and fell on Yang Zheng, and they all felt expectation.

As the biggest favorite in this winter trial, Yang Zheng is finally going to take action!

That day in Tingfeng Tower, Yang Zheng wrote fifty-six strokes and became famous overnight, relying on the shocking power of the soul. In the second round, Yang Zheng competed with the examiner in court, and to the end, he still relied on the soul.

Yang Zheng's soul is obvious to all, and there is no doubt that it is obvious to all. However, soul does not equal combat power. The outside world has not witnessed it with its own eyes. How is Yang Zheng's true Taoism? I really want to see how powerful he will be with one move.

Comparing Kung Fu, will Yang Zheng be the first genius?

In front of everyone, Yang Zheng stepped onto the battlefield and stood opposite the challenger.

He took off the long sword he carried, glanced at the Taoist sword in his hand, and asked lightly: "Are you a Taoist person?"

The young man snorted coldly, without denying it, and said in a cold voice: "Don't think that you pretend to be arrogant and we will be afraid of you and let you get away with it! We take turns to challenge you, and you will be exhausted soon!"

When he said this, he glanced at the candidates behind him with a cruel look, clearly warning some of them not to be intimidated by Yang Zheng's momentum and give up the task assigned by the Taoist sect. As long as he adopts the tactic of the crowd, Yang Zheng will still be dragged down.

When Yang Zheng heard this, he heard his true intention, but was not afraid. He laughed and said, "Brother, come and sign up to let everyone remember you."

This man failed to understand the murderous intent in his words and waved his sword forward.

"The one who kills you is Ren Tianzhen!"

He ran towards Yang Zheng with a surging fighting spirit. The Taoist sword was covered with a clear murderous aura, like the breeze in the mountains, or the quiet water in autumn, full of vigorous vitality, and it was hard to describe the mystery. In contrast, the shape of the sword body could no longer be seen clearly.
Chapter completed!