Under no talent, is a world famous general

Chapter 201 Breaking the Future!

Late at night, in an inn.

There are four or five people sitting in the hall, eating candied fruit and chatting freely.

Suddenly, a man in black robe walked into the inn.

Everyone stopped communicating immediately and turned their heads to look.

Seeing that this person's black robe was washed white, a little wrinkled, with a shabby smell all over his body, he couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart.

But seeing this person's face, a person in the hall was slightly startled, and quickly asked, "Brother Sun, are you back?"

Hearing this, the man in black robe turned his head away.

His face was resolute, with sharp edges and corners, but he was too thin, making his cheeks look fleshless.

At this time, with a solemn face, he nodded to the person who greeted him, and went up the stairs to the second floor without saying much.

Some people in the hall were displeased with the attitude of the black-robed man, and snorted coldly, "Who is this person who is so defiant?"

The man with the black beard who greeted the man just now, quickly stopped and said, "Don't talk nonsense, this man is Sun Xingling!"

When the bystanders heard this, they were immediately surprised, "This person is Sun Xingling? The Sun Xingling who won the middle class in the two rounds of assessment?"

"Exactly," the black-bearded man nodded. "He has such a high rating, and he has a good strategy. I think he has a place in this year's first-class students."

"The strength is indeed good, but this attitude..." Others frowned, "Qin Yi has been in the first two rounds, and he is not as arrogant as him."

"Sun Xingling is not arrogant, but serious." The black-bearded man shook his head and said.

Seeing the doubts of others, the black-bearded man explained, "He has a nickname, Desperate Saburo. If you know the origin of his nickname, you will know why he is like this."

"What's the reason?" Another person asked suspiciously.

"Because he is too desperate, whether it is practicing martial arts, studying hard, or sparring, he seems to be desperate and frightening, so he is called Desperate Saburo," said the black-bearded man with a strong expression on his face. He sighed, "He worked so hard, but because he was poor since he was a child, he was raised by his grandmother alone, and he suffered so much that he developed such a character..."

When the others heard this, they couldn't help sighing secretly, no wonder Sun Xingling's clothes were so shabby and old.

Opening the door, Sun Xinglen walked into the room. The lower room was poorly furnished, with only a table and a bed.

Walking to the table, he took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and Sun Xingling slowly opened it, revealing the white flour steamed buns inside.

During the assessment in the morning, he only ate some porridge. He hadn't eaten anything so far, and he was already so hungry that his chest was on his belly, so he ate voraciously despite the coldness of the steamed buns.

He almost choked several times, so he quickly swallowed the steamed buns with plain water.

After eating, Sun Xinglen walked to the bedside and took out a letter from under the pillow.

This letter was sent by his grandmother, and it arrived in the morning. At that time, he was rushing out to participate in the assessment, so he didn't have time to read it, so he put it here.

Carefully opening the envelope and taking out a piece of yellowed letter paper, Sun Xingleng carefully read it.

Halfway through, his eyes turned red, and a look of sadness appeared on his resolute face, "Grandmother..."

"Dong dong!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Sun Xinglen quickly shook his head, suppressing his grief, regaining his solemnity, and stepped forward to open the door.

Seeing a young man in brocade clothes and a servant standing outside the door, Sun Xingling was a little puzzled, "Your Excellency?"

There was no answer, the short and stout young man in brocade, with his head held high, strode into the house, followed by the servants behind him.

Sun Xinglen was a little displeased, but he didn't attack. He frowned and turned around. Just as he was about to ask again, he saw the middle-aged servant shut the door.

Sun Xinglen stepped back slightly, looking at the two of them warily.

Young Master Jinyi glanced around and found the room was simple, so he didn't sit down and said proudly, "I am a member of Mingling Deng's family, Deng Xuan."

Sun Xinglen frowned, not knowing why this well-known disciple came to see him.

Before he could ask, Deng Xuan nodded to the servant, and the latter took out a precious note from his pocket.

With his head held high, Deng Xuan stared at the ceiling without looking at Sun Xingling, and said proudly, "Tomorrow's strategy assessment, don't try your best to give me the first-class seat, and the 100 taels will be yours."

A tinge of anger arose in Sun Xinglen's heart, and he frowned tightly.

But thinking that the other party is powerful and should not be offended at will, he suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Mr. Deng wants to get a first class, so he can rely on his own strength to get it with dignity!"

Deng Xuan frowned slightly, and glanced at Sun Xingling, a little displeased.

If it wasn't for his bad archery skills, he only got the second in the first round of assessment, so he needs to come here?
Even though he won the upper class in the second round, the third round was still not what he was good at.

Under such circumstances, he has little hope of obtaining a first-class seat.

With his status and reputation, this A seat must be obtained no matter what.

What's more, Qin Yi humiliated him so much during the Wushan Cauldron Meeting, he must take revenge, and he will be ashamed!
Therefore, he had to win the first-class seat to have the opportunity to fight Qin Yi in a ring battle and completely knock him down in front of everyone!
"So you don't agree?" Deng Xuan asked displeased, his tone became a little colder.

Sun Xinglen was not afraid at all, and responded indifferently, "I have practiced hard for more than ten years, just for today. Forgive me for being powerless, Mr. Deng, go find someone else."

Deng Xuan's pupils narrowed sharply, staring closely at Sun Xingleng.

Two rounds of assessment have passed, and those who can enter the first class have been locked, including Qin Yi, Heng Yu, Situ Hongguang, Hong Chengjian and Sun Xingling.

Qin Yi is his enemy, and it is impossible for him to help each other. Except for Sun Xingling, the other three are all descendants of aristocratic families, and they are members of the six major families. He has no ability to make the other party give in.

Therefore, he could only choose Sun Xingleng.

Too lazy to talk nonsense, Deng Xuan said in a cold voice, "I heard that your grandmother lives in the country, and the back injury she suffered in the early years has become more and more serious. Recently, the pain is so painful that it is difficult to sleep, and she needs a lot of money for medical treatment. If you agree, the 100 taels can be paid for." Take it to treat your grandmother."

Sun Xingling snorted coldly and said, "When I am admitted to the Grand General Academy, I can take part in martial arts exams. I will earn money for medical treatment myself."

Seeing that Sun Xingling refused to enter, Deng Xuan was also angry, his eyes were as cold as a knife, "Believe it or not, I will let your grandmother wait until then!"

Sun Xinglen was shocked, stepped forward suddenly, and shouted angrily, "You..."

Before he could scold him, he saw the servant at the side taking out an old wooden comb from his pocket, shaking it with a sneer.

Sun Xingling trembled suddenly, his pupils opened wide!

It was his grandmother's comb!

These bastards!
His eyes were red, and a surge of boundless anger surged non-stop, and he rushed forward.

When Deng Xuan saw it, he quickly backed away and said anxiously, "If you do it, your grandmother will definitely die!"

Sun Xingling shuddered suddenly and stopped in place.

His eyes were wide open, his fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was trembling, trying to suppress his anger and panic.

Deng Xuan hurriedly persuaded, "For you, Erjia is not bad, and you can also get money for your grandmother's medical treatment, why not do it?"

Trembling unceasingly, Sun Xinglen endured it for a long time before he snorted angrily, stepped forward, grabbed the 100 taels from the servant's hand, and shouted, "Get out!"

Deng Xuan's lips instantly rose, he was extremely happy, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

After the servant opened the door, he walked out with his head held high and hands behind his back.

The servant left and closed the door behind him.

Sun Xingling staggered, and couldn't help but collapsed to the ground, covering his face and crying bitterly.

For more than ten years, he has practiced hard day and night, just to win the first class and stand out from the crowd.

But now, his goals in life, the beliefs that supported him along the way through pain, were forcibly stripped away!
Heart, extremely painful!
(End of this chapter)