Master Han Wu pinched the fist in his hand, and murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

He actually didn't care whether Xiao Liulang advanced or not. Even if he advanced, Xiao Liulang would not be able to pass the last level.

But it doesn't feel so good to be fooled.

This kid named Xiao Liulang...is a very annoying guy.

Outside the camp, Han Lei shook his head slightly at Master Han Wu, and used his eyes to signal him not to be impulsive.

This is not a place for fighting, so it would be bad if you were sent out.

Master Han Wu closed his eyes slightly, exhaled a breath of turbid air, calmed his emotions, and said to Gu Jiao: "It's just a futile."

Gu Jiaoshen nodded with consent: "You are right, but it's just in vain, so you can admit defeat quickly and let Brother Feng compete with me in the next level."

Feng Ling was so scared that she was shocked!

In addition to the eleven people selected in the tent, there were also examiners selected by the court and some cavalrymen who were eliminated but allowed to watch the battle.

Everyone's eyes fell on Gu Jiao.

This kid is a crappy face and is not old. He dares to use such an arrogant tone in front of Master Han Wu.

Isn't he afraid of death?

Compared to Prince Han who showed his sharpness, this low-key Master Han Wu is the real Han family's great killer.

Mr. Han didn't know how much he valued him. If he hadn't been poisoned, even the head of the family would have been his possession.

Mr. Han Wu’s emotions were not so easily angered. It was just an accident and there would be no second time.

He glanced at Gu Jiao deeply: "See you next time."

Gu Jiao spread her hands: "Who knows it's not right? After all, I've advanced, and you haven't."

Which pot doesn’t open? Which pot should I pick up?

Master Han clenched his fist.

Han Lei, outside the tent, winked at one of the examiners.

The examiner immediately coughed lightly: "Cough cough! Okay, let's start! Xiao Liulang, you have advanced, you can stay and watch the game or leave first."

Everyone looked at her enviously, why can't this kind of luck fall on them?

Gu Jiao said helplessly: "Since you keep me, I will be reluctant to see it."

Examiner: “…”

The tent is wide, with a sand table in the center, and the examiners sit upright in the main seat, facing the direction of the tent gate.

The people who watched the battle stood in the designated areas on both sides, guarded by ten guards.

The tent was very quiet.

The first group is Feng Ling, the legitimate son of the Feng family, who plays against Han Wuye.

Those who can advance to this round are capable. Feng Ling himself is not weak and often studies military techniques at home, but he is not in the same realm as Han Wuye after all.

Master Han Wu won without any effort.

Feng Ling walked to the viewing area dejectedly.

The children of the aristocratic family were comforting: "Okay, it's not unfair to lose to Master Han Wu. You can still brag about it when you look back."

Feng Ling sighed: "That's it." But did he disappoint the family's expectations?

The next one was against Taoist Qingfeng and the legitimate son of the Nangong family, that is, the brother of Nangong Jing.

How confident is Nangong Jing in his brother that he feels that as long as he removes Han Wuye, the Nangong family can advance?

So, the sand table deduction was hammered to death.

"Come on." Taoist Qingfeng bowed.

The legitimate son of the Nangong family was ashamed and was frustrated by the guards.

Gu Changqing frowned slightly.

The ones he most hopes to face in this game are Master Han Wu and Taoist Qingfeng. These two people are too powerful. He hopes to have a chance to eliminate a strong rival for his sister.

What a pity that he won the legitimate son of the Dong family.

"The third round of promotion, Han Zeyu!" The examiner announced the results.

Gu Changqing bowed to the legitimate son of the Dong family: "Should you give in."

The legitimate son of the Dong family also gave a gift and accepted his failure with dignity.

In the fourth group, Mu Qingchen played against Mu Cousin, and Mu Qingchen won.

There is actually not much suspense in the first few groups, but the last group is a bit unexpected.

One of them is a child of the Han family, and the other is a child of a poor family named Jun Xiuhan.

In the first two selections, most of the people paid attention to people from the top ten families. This Jun Xiuhan was silent and people ignored him.

But he won again.

Gu Jiao was at least used as the foster son of Anguo, but Jun Xiuhan was an absolute poor student and one of the few students who studied at Canaan Academy with bonuses.

It was also at this moment that all the people truly met this poor child.

"This kid is in great luck." The children of aristocratic families around Gu Jiao whispered.

Gu Jiao glanced at him: "Why do you do this?"

The children of the aristocratic family said, "It is not easy for him to reach this level. He defeated the Han family just now. You can wait and see, the aristocratic families will definitely start to win him over."

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

All selections are over today, and the next round is a three hundred-mile raid. It is said that the king will give the questions personally. The specific locations and rules will not be announced until the day of the selection.

After coming out of the camp, Gu Jiao went to the horse shed to find the Black Wind King.

Gu Changqing followed: "The last round of selection is three days later. You can restore the Black Wind King in these three days."

"I can do it." Gu Jiao responded.

Gu Changqing said: "The next round will not be in the military camp. Be more careful in everything. If the Han family has plans, I will find a way to notify you."

Gu Jiao nodded: "You must be careful yourself. Qi Xuan and Han Ye have seen you, so don't meet them."

Gu Changqing, who was cared for by his sister, was very helpful in his heart and nodded in a good manner: "Okay."

While talking, the two came to the Black Wind King's horse shed.

Gu Jiao specially picked the most biased horse shed, and no one usually passed by. As a result, when the two arrived at the scene, they found two unconscious guards lying in the horse shed.

The guards were wearing the armor of the Han family cavalry battalion, one had a crooked nose and a slanted mouth, and the other had a bruised nose and a swollen face. They were all very injured.

The Black Wind King stood arrogantly in place.

Gu Jiao checked the Black Wind King's trough: "It's poisonous, these two people are here to poison the Black Wind King."

But I didn't expect that the Black Wind King was so powerful and could not poison him, but was kicked out by the Black Wind King.

Gu Jiao touched the Black Wind King's head with relief: "Boss is mighty, boss is amazing!"

Gu Changqing also looked at the Black Wind King with some emotion: "What a good horse."

...

Gu Changqing could not stay for a long time, so he went to make peace with the Han family's children after a few words.

Gu Jiao led the Black Wind out of the military camp.

Xiao Heng's carriage was parked on the fork road not far away. Thinking that he had been bored in the carriage for a whole day, Gu Jiao speeded up.

But when Gu Jiao came to the fork in the road, something troublesome happened.

There was a carriage on each side, one of which was Xiao Heng and the other one from the Duke's Mansion.

The curtains on the two carriages were lifted almost at the same time, and Xiao Heng and Duke An were exposed together.

The two looked at Gu Jiao with anticipation, and both began to wait for Gu Jiao to get on the carriage.

Gu Jiao: "..."

Gu Jiao walked over with a tough bullet and stood in front of two carriages.

Master Jing Er poked his head out of the window: "Hey, Liulang, why haven't you gotten into the car?"

Gu Jiao's eyes rolled around and said with a very fast speech: "This is Duke Anguo, this is Master Jing Er, this is...my friend."

Four eyes looked at each other in unison.

Duke An Guo’s head couldn’t be turned, and Master Jing Er stretched out his eyes with his fingers, and he wanted to look at the elder brother’s part together!

Gu Jiao quietly raised her foot towards Xiao Heng.

A murderous aura burst out from Duke Anguo.

Gu Jiao blinked and lifted her feet to Duke An Guo.
To be continued...