Under no talent, is a world famous general

Chapter 208 Dark Box Operation
Walking out of the Grand General's Court from the side door, Qin Yi walked slowly towards the wooden railing in front of the main door, wanting to see if he could be ranked first.

Before I got close, I saw a bustling crowd in front of me, surrounded by many people, communicating with each other loudly, it was extremely noisy.

From the chaotic words that kept coming, Qin Yi could hear that everyone mentioned his name from time to time.

As a result, he quickly turned around and diverted to leave.

If you really want to walk over, you will definitely be surrounded by these people. Qin Yi can't imagine such a scene.

I'm afraid it's hard to leave if I shouldn't have a few marriages.

Along the river outside the courtyard, Qin Yi strolled forward.

It has been a few days since I came to Zhanjing, but I have been busy with the assessment and have not gone out for a walk.

So much so that until now, he still doesn't know what Zhanjing's customs are like.

It doesn't matter, Qin Yi is convinced that he will definitely be admitted to the Grand General's Academy, and there will be plenty of opportunities to learn about it in the future.

Thinking like this, he suddenly saw a black-robed man in front of him, staggering towards the river, with his head drooping and his back bent, extremely sad.

Could it be...

Qin Yi suddenly thought that now that the assessment is over, the list has been revealed.Could it be that the person in front of him is a loser who couldn't accept the reality and wanted to commit suicide?
Probably!

With the idea that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Qin Yi did not leave, but stood aside and watched quietly.

I saw the man in black staggered to the river, stopped, looked sad and desperate, and murmured, "Grandma, you keep telling me that if you want to get ahead, you have to work hard..."

"I worked hard, practiced hard every day and night, even though I vomited blood, I never stopped..."

"But even so, I'm still weak, and I can only be stepped on by others!"

"I can't take care of you well, and I can't control my own destiny...then forget it..."

With a layer of death on his thin face, the man in black robe, Sun Xingling, walked towards the river step by step.

The extremely fast river instantly wet his shoes and trouser legs.

When Qin Yi saw him, he frowned and was about to step forward when he heard Sun Xingling shout, "Don't come here!"

"I'm a weak person, I don't deserve to stand out, can't I die if I want to?" Sun Xinglen yelled hysterically.

Qin Yi paused, didn't go forward, and didn't say anything to persuade him, but said coldly, "That's right, it doesn't matter if a person like you is dead!"

Sun Xinglen was taken aback, his face became more and more sad, "Yes, in this world, the weak do not deserve to survive..."

"No, you don't even count as the weak, you are just a waste!" Qin Yi reprimanded, "Don't think about making progress, give up on yourself, what is it if you are not a waste?"

"Weak people are only weak in strength, but they are not weak in spirit! Even if you are an ordinary man, if you get angry, you can still make the emperor's blood splatter five steps!"

"A man's blood and fighting spirit are the foundation of our foothold in the world. How can we lose it?"

Staring closely at Sun Xinglen, Qin Yi said coldly, "You want to seek death because you have experienced setbacks, lost your fighting spirit, and seen many darkness and dangers. But since you are not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of these things?"

"If you are willing to cut yourself to pieces, you will fight with them till the end of the night, you will be a man with true qualities, and you will have no regrets in your heart!"

Qin Yi spoke word by word, each sentence was spoken extremely forcefully and firmly, which made people feel convinced and excited after hearing it.

But Sun Xinglen was stunned in place, Qin Yi's words, like a torrent of bells, roared loudly in his ears, deafening.

He was stunned for a long time, silent.

The look on his face, from grief at the beginning, gradually turned to surprise, then he clenched his back molars, and his cheeks puffed up.

In the eyes, there is a little firmness.

Slowly, Sun Xinglen turned his head, looked closely at Qin Yi, as if he wanted to remember his face, and then said in a difficult voice, "Thank you..."

Qin Yi was speechless, nodded, turned and left.

Those who save themselves, people will always save; those who abandon themselves, no one can save.

This person can be said to make sense, which shows that he still has a fighting spirit that has not been extinguished in his heart. As long as he is given a little firewood, it may rise into a monstrous flame.

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Late at night, in Zhanjing, a different courtyard.

In the study room, beside the coffee table, there were two people sitting opposite each other.

One person has slightly protruding cheekbones, narrow eyes, and looks a little mean. He is dressed in a black robe, and by looking at the style, one can guess that this person is an instructor of the Grand General's Academy.

Opposite this black-robed instructor, sat a brocade-clothed young man. His figure was short and strong, and his momentum was majestic, but his face was swollen and fleshy, and he looked a little fierce.

"Young Master Deng, I don't know what you are here for, but what is your intention?" The black-robed instructor smiled, and gently poured Deng Xuan a cup of tea.

He didn't expect that Mr. Deng's family, a person with such an extraordinary background, would come to his humble house in person.

Glancing at the tea, Deng Xuan didn't touch it. A smile appeared on his face, but there was not much friendliness.

He looked at the servant standing beside him and nodded.

The old servant immediately took out three treasure notes from his pocket and handed them over to the black-robed teacher.

The black-robed instructor narrowed his eyes suddenly, and there was a hint of greed and joy in his pupils.

But he didn't move, suppressed the joy in his heart, looked at Deng Xuan, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Deng, what are you?"

"Tomorrow, Qin Yi and I will be lined up together in the ring battle." Deng Xuan said slowly, "These 300 taels are the reward for teaching."

The black-robed instructor was extremely puzzled, and quickly asked, "Mr. Deng made such an arrangement, why?"

Deng Xuan said coldly, "I want to trample Qin Yi under my feet!"

The system of the arena battle might make it impossible for him to meet Qin Yi, so he came here on purpose to operate secretly.

Even if they might meet each other, he didn't want to wait, and he didn't want others to be the first.

He has to be the first to defeat Qin Yi!
And in the first round, Qin Yi, who is admired by others, must be beaten to the ground severely, so that his reputation will be ruined, so that the hatred in his heart can be relieved!

From Deng Xuan's words, the black-robed teacher could hear a deep sense of resentment, he glanced at 300 taels, and said carefully, "This is not difficult, I can do it a little bit, but I'm afraid that Teacher Zhang will find out... "

Deng Xuan smiled coldly, and looked at the servant beside him, who took out three more treasured banknotes from his pocket.

"The 300 taels will be handed over by you to Zhang Jiaoxi, so that he will not worry about it." Deng Xuan didn't care. Things that can be solved with money are not problems for him.

After hearing this, the black-robed instructor was immediately happy, and now he was safe.

Moreover, he can only give 100 taels to Professor Zhang, and the rest will go into his own pocket!

He quickly took the six banknotes, and said with a joyful smile, "Young Master Deng, you can sleep in peace. Tomorrow morning, the first battle will be your famous battle!"

Deng Xuan laughed grimly, as if he could foresee Qin Yi falling unconscious on the ground!
When the time comes, all the people will cheer, and they will be honored to belong to him!
(End of this chapter)