- The National Teacher and Princess Oulia stood still on the stage, and as the hour had come, the National Teacher Shengque said the opening remarks as usual, and the identification of the Mahamudra began.

As the waiters on the stage shouted a roll call, one of the candidates whose names were called walked out of the queue and came onto the stage, and like last time, it was also the Golden General candidate who took the stage first.

After the golden general came to the stage, he walked up to Princess Oulia, who was sitting in the center of the stage, bowed, and then sat down cross-legged on the futon three feet away in front of the other party.

Princess Oria was still sitting there with her eyes closed.

After the golden general sat down, he took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his right palm, palmed towards the other party, and drank lightly, and then saw that a ball of green qi suddenly rose in his palm, where it lingered endlessly, he had cast a big mudra trick, worthy of a golden general, the palm of the palm was full of green energy, and the condensation was not dispersed.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please advise!" After casting the Mahamudra, he shouted to Princess Oria on the other side.

But on the other side, Princess Oulia was still sitting there with her eyes closed, and there was no movement for a while.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, please advise!" Seeing this situation, the golden general couldn't help but shout again.

At this time, I saw that Princess Ouliya had moved, slowly opened her eyes, raised her head, slowly raised her jade palm, and struck towards the other party's big palm, at the same time, I didn't see her make any movements, I saw that the palm of her jade palm also suddenly appeared a ball of green qi, the green qi was thick, and it had been condensed like a substance. I don't know how much stronger it is than the golden one-horned general.

"Bang-"

The palms of the two collided in the air, and the palms were close to each other, and there was a faint sound of lightness.

When the opponent's jade palm collided, the golden unicorn general felt a sense of electric shock, as if an electric current followed the temperature of the opponent's jade palm, transmitted from the palm of the palm, and the energy fluctuations caused by the opponent's big mudra aroused the induction in the depths of his soul, and he couldn't help but have a few traces of throbbing in the depths of his soul.

While he was still savoring the throbbing of the electric shock. I just feel empty. After the other party touched it, he had already taken the jade palm back.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the national teacher Zun Shengque who was sitting on the side, with a look of expectation. Suffer from gains and losses. Like a prisoner waiting for the judge's verdict.

"Not over!"

The national teacher, Zun Shengque, closed his eyes slightly. He spat out such a sentence from his mouth without moving.

This sentence suddenly made the mood of the golden one-horned general fall to the bottom, but he didn't dare to say more. With a depressed look, he got up, bowed, and walked off the stage dejectedly.

"Next ......" At this time, the waiter in charge of the roll call on the stage shouted loudly again.

As his shouts fell, another candidate for the Golden General walked out of the line and began to play.

This qiē is no different from the last identification of the Great Mudra in the Imperial Capital Star Region.

"Not over!"

"Not over!"

"Not over!"

"Not over!"

……

After a while, more than a dozen candidates for the golden general came to power one by one, but they all failed, none of them were successful, of course, this situation is also very usual.

Immediately after that, the candidates for the Silver Squire began to play one by one.

"Not over!"

"Not over!"

"Not over!"

"Not over!"

……

One by one, these candidates walked up to the stage with hopeful expectations, but one by one they stepped down in frustration, and the whole process was like a repetitive cycle, repeatedly, and the only thing that changed was the different candidates who came to power.

This process looks a bit dull and boring, but the sidelines are still crowded with many spectators, three layers inside, three layers outside, no one shows signs of slacking off, and outside the field, there are countless crowds gathered in front of the screen, watching the live broadcast, and the interest is still undiminished.

In everyone's hearts, there is still a huge question swirling in their hearts, today, will the legendary Malan pariahs really appear as rumored?

It is this huge question that makes them wait here for that "exciting" moment.

And the right angle in this huge question, Jiang Ping, where is he at this moment, he is not anywhere else at the moment, it is precisely when he arrives at this Mirror Heart Palace, but considering that it is "shocking", he did not appear in the team of more than six hundred candidates in the square, but waited quietly in the main hall alone.

Before coming here, Princess Oulia had already told him that he would definitely play in today's Mahamudra appraisal, which was the result of her negotiations with the national teacher, and she would not break her promise if she wanted to come to the national teacher.

As for the order of playing, it is likely to be arranged at the end, so as to minimize the sensational impact of his play, at that time, after a day of waiting, those viewers must also be tired, impatient, attention is not so high, maybe walking, scattering, so that the impact of his play can be minimized.

Although as long as he plays, the sensation he brings to the empire will not be ordinary, but this can be regarded as a helpless move to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Jiang Ping had nothing to say about this, so he could only wait quietly here, and occasionally take a look at the identification of the big handprints on the high platform in the square outside the main hall.

Now he has some sympathy for this princess Oulia, so many candidates, it is really difficult for her to come to the stage one by one, and conduct such a big mudra identification with her, no wonder she shows her boredom with this draft action from time to time.

While waiting here, his heart was not at peace.

At this moment, he was also fully aware of how much it was to agree to this "absurd" request of Princess Oulia, and he could already deeply feel that he had almost become the public enemy of the whole empire, and believed that if he went out like this, he would definitely become a rat crossing the street, and everyone would shout and beat him.

For example, now, he sensed the strong hostility of the golden general beside him, as well as the looming murderous intent that was looming, and the other people around him were no different.

At this moment, on the main hall, there is a golden general, leading a group of silver attendants, black iron captains, and bronze ministers, eyeing him "guarding", like a group of wolves, surrounding a sheep.

He is a "pariah", and it is a great honor to be able to work a golden general, as well as so many strong people, and to be "cared for" here.

But Jiang Ping was not honored at all in his heart, he couldn't help but think that when he came to power next, after the appraisal was completed, these "guards" who were eyeing each other would rise up in groups and tear themselves to pieces like wolves that pounced on them.

Although his strength is extraordinary, in this powerful one-horned imperial capital, if he wants to retreat calmly and break through, it is also a matter of life and death.

Not to mention that there are so many golden generals and silver generals outside, like a net of heaven and earth, almost all the life of his escape has been wiped out, just the national teacher on the high platform of the square, the purple holy general, he has no confidence to resist at all.

Perhaps, his only chance now is to pass guò's identification this time? Jiang Ping couldn't help but secretly think about it here.

But how likely is that? Looking at the candidates outside who walked up to the stage with hope and expectation, and walked off the stage one by one in frustration, he couldn't tolerate the slightest optimism in his heart.

Until now, it seems that there have been more than a hundred candidates on the stage, but none of them have been able to pass guò, and I heard that in the last draft of the Imperial Capital Star Region, there were more than 2,000 applicants, but in the end, only one person finally passed guò, and that was Linying.

This is simply a one-in-a-thousand draft, can he be so lucky to pass Guò's appraisal this time? He wouldn't be so optimistic that he was one in a thousand.

Even if he was lucky and became one of the thousands, he was lucky enough to pass this appraisal, but, I heard that there is a final appraisal later, can he still be so lucky and be able to pass guò? If he can't get through at that time, he is afraid that he will inevitably be attacked by a group.

Thinking of this, he became more and more uneasy.

Moreover, there is a more serious reality. If this appraisal is a fair appraisal, then it is fine, he still has hope in case.

But is this appraisal necessarily fair? He doesn't think so.

He has been watching here for a long time, and he has seen it very clearly and understood, the whole identification, whether it is through guò or not, is all decided by the national teacher Zun Shengque alone, he said tong guò, that is, tong guò, not tong guò also tong guò, if he can't say it, then it is but, tong guò is not.

Think about it, can such an appraisal be said to be fair and just?

He now knows very well in his heart that the attitude of that national teacher Zun Shengque towards him should have been "unbearable" a long time ago, and it was already a blessing to invite heaven not to kill him immediately.

In such a situation, will that national teacher Zun Shengque let him pass guò unprecedentedly? Let this big "joke" continue?

He felt that instead of believing this, it would be more realistic to believe that the sun would come out of the west tomorrow.

Thinking about it like this, it seems that even his last shred of hope has been extinguished, and now what is in front of him is a complete dead end.

What can I do? Here, his mind was spinning, thinking of a way out of the predicament, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of any proper way.

Or take advantage of it now, suddenly attack, and run away? At this moment, he couldn't even help but feel the urge to run away like this.

However, in the end, he still dispelled such thoughts, and running away like this was just a last resort, maybe not so, there would be a glimmer of life, he thought about it, and couldn't help but remember what Princess Oulia said to him before.

"Don't worry, no matter what, you can rest assured that you will come to power, and I will definitely protect you."

Should I trust her, maybe I can only trust her now. Jiang Ping found that there was no other way for him to do anything else. (To be continued......)