That was a little unsightly.
After all, the sword was already in the ground. It was impossible to hold the sword with both hands while maintaining one's balance. In order to maximize his strength...
Law Official Wan Chong put down his pride. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and got into a horse stance.
He was going all out.
However, this was a little comical. Some of the officials covered their mouths and chuckled when they saw Wan Chong.
However...
Soon, the ministers who were covering their mouths and giggling discovered that something was wrong.
Because the Minister of Justice had been pulling for a long time, and obviously, he was very angry. The blue veins on his hands were bulging, his face was as red as a pig's liver, and his body was shining with a strong and dazzling blue light.
As for his original smile, it had long since disappeared. What was left was the sweat that continuously dripped from his forehead.
It was obvious that he had used all of his strength.
However, the sword was still stuck in the ground quietly ….
It did not move at all.
When the officials saw this, their eyes widened in shock. The Law Official Wan Chong couldn't even pull out a sword?
How was that possible?!
As the Minister of Law, how could Wan Chong be an ordinary person? When he was young, he rose from the Hidden Dragon Roll to the top of the Roll and was crowned as a genius. Although he was distracted by politics in his later years and his cultivation was affected, he still managed to enter the Supernatural State.
He was in the Supernatural State, but he could not pull out a sword in the ground?
No matter how they looked at it, no one was willing to believe it.
Could it be...
A thought formed in the minds of all of the officials. This was the only explanation for what was happening. However, it was too far-fetched.
The sword left behind by Sagely Battle God Meng Tian...
It had a spirit!
Everyone believed this. The fact that the World of the Sage was out of control was the best proof. However, no one believed that the sword would acknowledge Fang Zhengzhi as its owner.
A commoner who had just broken through to the Heavenly Reflection State was not even in the top 10 of the Rising Dragon Roll. There was also the Golden Dragon Roll above the Rising Dragon Roll.
What about this sword?
This was the sword of the once high and mighty Sagely Battle God Meng Tian. Such a sword was so prideful, how could an ordinary person make it acknowledge him as its master?
In their hearts, they had always thought that the Sword Spirit would make use of Fang Zhengzhi. It was just killing the invading devils.
But now …
It was completely different from what they had expected.
"Did this sword really recognize Fang Zhengzhi as its owner?!"
The civil and military officials all looked at each other. They could all see the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes. This was something that no one had expected.
King Duan furrowed his brows. He wanted to try pulling it out himself, but he was no match for Wan Chong. What if he couldn't pull it out himself?
Crown Prince Lin Tianrong's eyes flashed with a cold light. He turned his attention to Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping, who was struggling to pull out his sword.
Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping's expression darkened.
If the sword really couldn't be pulled out, then he must have been the one to blame. After all, he was the one who suggested that Fang Zhengzhi would acknowledge him as its owner …
Yan Xiu, Xing Qingsui, and Nangong Mu were all shocked to see this. Then, they looked at Fang Zhengzhi with a complicated expression.
They had all heard Fang Zhengzhi's' confession 'in the World of the Sage.
"Is that true?" The three of them looked at each other. Even though they were in disbelief, they were overjoyed.
Ping Yang stared at the red-faced Minister of Justice Wan Chong with a pair of clear eyes. A trace of shock also flashed across her small face. However … Her expression quickly turned to one of anger.
She snuck a peek at Fang Zhengzhi and pouted, "Hmph, shameless fella! Don't tell me he really tricked me into getting this sword? "
Fang Zhengzhi looked at Wan Chong, who was sweating profusely. He knew what Yan Xiu and Ping Yang were thinking.
But in reality, he had put in a lot of effort for this moment.
For example, he didn't sleep at all last night. Ever since he left Ping Yang Residence, he had locked himself in his room, telling stories to the Traceless Sword.
He started with fairy tales, then moved on to the Wuxia classics. He even talked about the Three Kingdoms. He could feel the excitement in the sword. He knew that this was the main point.
As for the confession?
Even though it was useful, it was far from enough to make a proud sword like the Traceless Sword truly submit to him. Stories, especially serialized ones, were the real killer move.
As he thought of this, Fang Zhengzhi's mood became better and he started humming a tune, "Pluck, pluck, pluck …"
He couldn't control his voice in the heat of the moment.
Fang Zhengzhi's humming voice rang out in the court. Coupled with Wan Chong's flushed face, the song seemed to have a deeper meaning.
Emperor Lin Mubai's originally calm expression changed slightly at this moment. He looked towards a middle-aged man in armor in the court and nodded lightly.
"Official Wan, thank you for your hard work. Why don't I help you with such a small matter?" The middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd when he saw Emperor Lin Mubai's expression.
All of the officials heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the middle-aged man step out.
"General Jin is too kind. You don't have to do this. However, I accidentally sprained my back in the garden yesterday. I can't do this today!" When the Minister of Justice saw who it was, he immediately let go of the sword hilt and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his robes.
Today, he had truly lost too much face. However, he could not force himself to endure it, because he had truly used up all of his strength.
"This is going to be troublesome!" Xing Qingsui looked at General Jin with a worried expression.
Yan Xiu did not speak, but he was also nervous. Even though he had not been in the court, he knew how powerful General Jin was.
Although it could not be said that General Jin was the most powerful person in the imperial court, due to his unique physique, he was undoubtedly the one with the greatest strength.
Nangong Mu looked at Fang Zhengzhi and wanted to warn him.
However, Fang Zhengzhi was leisurely humming a tune, almost as if he did not notice General Jin at all. He looked as if he had nothing to do with this matter and did not care at all.
In reality, Fang Zhengzhi was concerned.
However, the more he cared, the more confused he became. He could not go up against all of the officials. As such, he could only let nature take its course.
He placed his bet on the sword.
Furthermore, he did not want this matter to have anything to do with Nangong Mu and Yan Xiu. As such, all he needed to do was to stand by the side and be a spectator who did not want to get involved.
General Jin had already walked to the sword. His eyes widened as he took a step forward. He did not care about his posture. His only goal was to draw the sword.
Without any fancy movements, a pair of bear-like arms had already stretched out. Then, he gripped his sword tightly with both hands. His entire body flickered with a fiery red light, just like a burning sun in the throne room.
"Rise!"
As General Jin shouted, all of the officials, including King Duan, Crown Prince, Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping, and even Emperor Lin Mubai, widened their eyes in shock.
"Kacha!" A loud sound rang out.
"He's really up?!"
"Did he draw it?"
"General Jin is invincible!"
When they heard this loud sound, all of the civil and military officials revealed expressions of joy. There was a sound, which meant that there was hope. At the very least, the sword had moved.
"Kacha!" Another sound rang out.
All of the officials in the court were excited. It was as if a ray of light had shone through the darkness, and it was a fascinating feeling.
Left Prime Minister Yu Yiping's darkened expression finally regained some color.
If General Jin could draw the sword...
Then, he would be able to stay out of this.
"Fang Zhengzhi, you said that the sword has recognized you as its owner. Now that the sword has been drawn, what else do you have to say?" One of the officials stepped forward, a smug look on his face. It was the official who had almost fallen for Fang Zhengzhi's trick.
Previously, he had been humiliated by Fang Zhengzhi for passing the Law of Dao examinations. Now that he had a chance, he had to repay Fang Zhengzhi.
"Is that so?" Fang Zhengzhi looked at the official with disdain. His lips twitched, "Official, I see that you are not only uneducated, but... blind?"
"You, you dare to say that I am blind?!" The minister was taken aback, and his face filled with rage. However, he did not quite understand what Fang Zhengzhi was trying to say.
Blind?
Just as he was about to speak, one of the officials tugged on his robes.
This made the official even more confused.
He unconsciously looked at General Jin, who was drawing his sword.
Then...
He saw that General Jin's expression, which had originally been very majestic, seemed to be a little strange. More importantly, his arms were trembling. Not only his arms, even his legs were trembling slightly.
He had used up all of his energy and was on the verge of collapse.
Beneath General Jin's feet were two deep pits. It was obvious that he had forcefully stomped them into the ground.
However, the sword in General Jin's hand was still embedded in the ground.
It was almost as if it was part of the throne room. There was no sign of loosening.
He didn't pull it out?
In an instant, the anger on the Minister's face disappeared and was replaced by an extremely ashamed expression. It was as if he had swallowed a fly and was unable to speak at all.
"What... what is going on?!"
"Even General Jin can't pull it out?"
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