Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 8 Year-End Competition
Xuan Jia controlled the ancient Lingma chariot on the main road. Compared with when he came, there were already three more people on the ancient chariot on the way back.

Ye Dongliu closed his eyes and meditated, Xiao Nanqin covered his face with gauze, and Shan Xiangling coexisted with resentment and excitement.

Naturally, he was excited to go to Yunwu King City and see the colorful world outside of Chiyun Sect. As for the resentment.

Speaking of which, in the past two months, it was not because she lost interest in Zhang Ji that she did not continue to look for him in the back mountains. Instead, Shan Beilong ordered her to be grounded, and she was not allowed to go to the back mountains to disturb Zhang Ji all the time.

"Senior Brother Eighth Prince, are you sure you will get the first place in this royal family's year-end competition?" Shan Xiangling asked, tired of looking at the scenery outside the car.

Zhang Ji smiled slightly and asked, "Junior sister, do you think I can do it?"

"I believe that senior brother can definitely win the first place in the competition." Shan Xiangling smiled sweetly, a smile that made people enchanted.

Zhang Ji secretly thought that the beauty is delicious, the ancients would not deceive me.

"Since junior sister feels so, then I will take the first place in this competition as my treasure!"

……

The year-end competition is a royal gathering second only to the sacrificial ceremony, and is held at the royal martial arts field under King Mountain.

On this day, Prince Yunwu, who had been in seclusion for several months, came to Wangshan in person, and all the princes, princesses, and concubines were present.

In addition to the children of the royal family, relatives and relatives of the royal family are also eligible to participate. Each family has three quotas and can send three young geniuses from its own family to participate.

Zhang Ji was wearing a bright python robe exclusive to the prince and carrying a heaven-suppressing sword. He looked majestic and majestic, attracting the attention of all the guards guarding Wang Shan.

"We haven't seen you for a few months, and His Highness the Eighth Prince seems to be different from before."

"It is indeed different. I have an indescribable feeling."

"I remembered that I had felt this feeling before."

"Where did you feel it?"

"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince who participated in the year-end competition gave me the same feeling. This is the strong and arrogant spirit of a young prodigy."

……

Zhang Ji ignored the whispers of the guards and glanced at the people on the high platform. Prince Yunwu was sitting on the top of the high platform. He was wearing a bright dragon robe. Although he looked middle-aged, he had a majestic vitality. Just like the rising sun.

He walked up to the high platform, saluted Prince Yunwu and said, "Greetings to your father!"

Prince Yunwu looked at Zhang Ji in front of him, with a hint of surprise suddenly appearing on his majestic face, and then he chuckled and said: "Ba'er is exempt from the courtesy. It seems that Ba'er has been practicing very hard in the past few months."

The queen beside Prince Yunwu frowned slightly when she heard this, and her eyes fell on Zhang Ji. She was not as strong as Prince Yunwu, and she did not see Zhang Ji's true cultivation, but secretly noted the matter in her heart.

"Your Majesty, Ji'er has been practicing in seclusion for the past few months for the year-end competition. He is just waiting to win glory for the royal family in the competition." A voice came from among the concubines not far away, and the person who made the sound It was Concubine Xiao, the eighth prince's biological mother.

Zhang Ji came from time travel and naturally had no so-called mother-son affection for Concubine Xiao, but he had received great favor from the Red Cloud Sect in the past few months, and all of this was because he was the son of Concubine Xiao.

Once you accept this love, you will have to suffer the consequences.

"Greetings to Concubine Mother." Zhang Ji turned around and saluted Concubine Xiao. Before he could bend down, Concubine Xiao grabbed him.

"Ji'er, there is no need for so much etiquette between mother and son. The only person you want to worship is the king in this world."

Prince Yunwu looked at the scene of a loving mother and a filial son, and felt very happy in his heart.

"Ba'er, my father is waiting to see your performance in the year-end competition."

"I will definitely not disappoint my father." Zhang Ji replied in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. He saw the figure slowly walking from the stage with his peripheral vision, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

The person coming from under the high platform was Zhang Ruochen.

Different from the young boy who was weak in the cold wind and snow a few months ago, Zhang Ruochen is now accomplished in martial arts, and his whole person's energy and spirit have become completely different from before. He wears a bright python robe, a gold and jade belt around his waist, and slowly Walking slowly and with royal majesty.

Prince Yunwu was also shocked when he saw Zhang Ruochen's current appearance, and hurriedly asked: "Why is Jiu'er here too? Could it be that he has activated the mark of Shenwu? Why didn't anyone tell me about this?" Prince Yunwu's tone gradually faded. Bu Shan turned to look at the queen beside him, obviously asking her to give an explanation.

The queen's expression did not change at all, and she just replied calmly: "The king is practicing in seclusion these days, which is the most important matter. Although the ninth prince has opened the mark of divine martial arts, it is only the lowest mark of divine martial arts. There is no need to make a special trip to alert the king. "

Although Prince Yunwu was dissatisfied, this answer was quite reasonable. Seeing the heroic Zhang Ruochen approaching, he naturally felt the pleasure of being a father.

However, Zhang Ruochen walked up to him, saluted slightly, and then said coldly: "Greetings to the king!"

"Your Majesty, do you call me your Majesty?" Prince Yunwu asked in a cold tone.

Concubine Lin's expression suddenly changed. She rushed out and knelt down on the ground, crying, "Your Majesty, Chen'er just made a slip of the tongue. Don't blame him."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were like a torch, he stood tall and said loudly: "A father must be able to teach his son..."

Zhang Ji stood aside and watched with interest as Zhang Ruochen told him about Prince Yunwu's neglect of him and Concubine Lin, and how they were driven to the Ziyi side hall.

I have to say that Zhang Ruochen was indeed the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire 800 years ago. He was the only one who could speak to Prince Yunwu in this tone. In this regard, Zhang Ji felt ashamed.

After hearing what Zhang Ruochen said, Prince Yunwu said coldly: "Who asked Concubine Lin and Jiu'er to move to the Ziyi Side Hall?"

Among the concubines, a trembling voice said: "I am my concubine..."

The person who spoke out was the Sixth Prince's biological mother, Concubine Yu.

Due to the influence of Zhang Ji's arrival, this matter should have been done by Concubine Xiao, but it fell to Concubine Yu.

"In that case, then you can move to the Ziyi side hall in the future!" As soon as Prince Yunwu said this, Concubine Yu immediately collapsed to the ground.

Prince Yunwu just ignored this and turned to look at Zhang Ruochen, saying: "As for you, I'm waiting to see you prove it to me in the year-end competition."

Zhang Ruochen just cupped his hands and said yes, then turned around and walked towards his place. When he passed by Zhang Ji, a rare smile appeared on his face and he said "Bag!"

Zhang Ji just nodded slightly and smiled back. He understood that it was the marrow cleansing liquid and the human-level middle-grade technique that he sent out at the beginning.

After a lot of farce, the year-end competition finally begins.

The first item in the competition is the simplest and the one that best tests a warrior's strength. The test of strength involves lifting a stone plate.

There are ten stone plates on the martial arts field, ranging from one hundred kilograms to one thousand kilograms, a total of ten stone plates.

The competition began, and young geniuses from the royal family, princesses, and princes and relatives came on stage one after another. The weakest ones were like little princesses who could only lift the smallest stone plate, while the strongest ones, like the fifth prince and others, were able to throw huge rocks weighing a thousand kilograms. Ten meters away.

But everyone has known about their strength for a long time, and even if there are some who have extraordinary performance, it is reasonable. Only the ninth prince Zhang Ruochen, only three months after opening the mark of divine martial arts, was able to knock a thousand kilogram stone plate away to five with one palm. meters high, and then caught it safely.

This kind of strength is enough to rank among the top five even among all the young warriors participating in the competition.

As the strength test came to an end, Zhang Jicai slowly walked into the martial arts field and walked to the thousand-jin stone plate under the gaze of everyone.

"The Eighth Prince was only in the late Huangji realm three months ago. Could it be that he has made a breakthrough in his cultivation and dares to lift a thousand-jin stone plate?" Someone in the crowd whispered.

Prince Yunwu, who was on the high platform, had been surprised by Zhang Ruochen before, and his expectations for Zhang Ji were undoubtedly much higher at this moment.

Zhang Ji stretched out his hand and gently patted the stone plate in front of him, which was almost the same height as him. Then he exerted force suddenly and knocked the stone plate ten meters into the air with one hand. The stone plate fell and landed on Zhang Ji's outstretched right palm with its inertia. Above, stop steadily.

"Wow..."

The entire martial arts field was immediately in an uproar.

Zhang Ruochen looked at this scene and weighed it in his heart, realizing that he could never achieve this level with his own strength.

"Myna is much stronger than I thought!"

(End of this chapter)