Time passed, the imperial competition was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere in the entire palace compound was becoming more and more tense day by day.

This competition is not only a contest between descendants, but also some children of the side lineage will also participate, as long as they achieve a good result in this, they can not only raise their eyebrows, but even win glory for the royal branch where they are located, killing two birds with one stone.

Countless young people are sharpening their knives, secretly fiery, and attach great importance to it.

Under everyone's eagerness, two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Imperial Martial Arts Competition finally arrived as scheduled.

In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight poured into the palace, this vast and majestic complex, like a sleeping behemoth, slowly woke up, revealing a fiery smell.

Inside and outside the imperial city, countless famous people are rushing towards the location of the competition with their most outstanding juniors, revealing a touch of high spirit.

...

In the Houshan Cemetery, in front of an inconspicuous small grave, an immature teenager knelt there and was respectfully buttoning his head.

Most of the surrounding mausoleums are magnificent, but this deserted tomb is in a remote corner, piled up with loess, very shabby, forming a stark contrast.

This is the grave of Lin Han's mother, as a queen of a dynasty, she should have been buried in the depths, but because of the dirt of the year, she was buried in such a corner, revealing a touch of desolation.

The young man's lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were slightly ruddy, and he knelt there, the wind blowing through his clothes and hunting.

"Mother, after today, the child will definitely let you be buried in the cemetery in a beautiful manner. A hoarse voice overflowed from between his teeth, and Lin Han's words were sonorous, and his little face was full of firmness.

The imperial family, the family affection is slightly weak, and the father and queen have many concubines, so it is impossible to set the favor in one.

In Lin Han's mind, his mother is the closest person to him in this world.

Today's imperial competition is about to be held, which is an important moment to change the fate of his mother and son, so early in the morning, he came here to worship his mother.

"Xiao Jiu, it's almost time, it's time for us to go. At this time, the voice of King Jin came from outside the cemetery.

"Good. Lin Han responded, then he turned around, tidied up his clothes and left, but out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at a huge mausoleum in the depths of the cemetery.

It was the mausoleum of the First Emperor, and after these days, after the tombstone exploded, the royal family had found someone to build it, and it was a brand new tombstone.

Lin Han sighed, if it weren't for the old tombstone, which was shattered by thunder and lightning, he would not have gotten the Chaos Creation Technique, and it would not have been possible to have the current improvement, all this was really his luck, and he couldn't help but salute the mausoleum, and then left.

After he left, behind a large tree, there were several pairs of eyes, staring at his back.

"Steward, should we stop this kid!"

One of the subordinates hesitated for a moment, then said fiercely.

Among them, there was a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes, who was the middle-aged steward who had been repaired by Lin Han before.

"You're looking for death, I don't know if this kid is not what it used to be now, aren't we looking for a cut when we go to stop him?" The middle-aged steward suddenly became angry, snapped, and gave the person who spoke a slap.

A few days ago, he was beaten by Lin Han, and he was holding back the fire in his heart.

Recently, Lin Han's "glorious deeds" have been reported from time to time in the palace, which is like a thunderstorm, making his hatred for Lin Han gradually disappear and be replaced by a kind of fear.

The fifth prince Lin Feng and the fourth prince Lin Yu have all suffered big losses in the hands of Lin Han, and he, a small cemetery manager, is not worthy of being an enemy of the other party at all

inexplicably received a slap, and the person was also a little confused, and then felt that the sentence just now was indeed a little inconsiderate.

"That's... What now?" he said, shuddering.

"Hmph, let him go, in this martial arts competition, the eldest prince will clean him up. The middle-aged steward gritted his teeth and thought a little viciously.

The rest of the subordinates also echoed one by one.

...

Walking on a tree-shaded path, Lin Han and King Jin stood side by side, and he could see some roads, and from time to time there were figures driving ahead.

Before arriving at the competition venue, you can smell the faint heat, you can imagine how hot the atmosphere of the competition venue should be now.

"Do you have confidence in the next competition?" King Jin stood tall, glanced at Lin Han, who was carrying a heavy sword beside him, and said with a smile.

"Almost... If he meets the eldest prince, it should surprise him. Lin Han stretched lazily, crossed his hands behind his head, looked ahead, narrowed his eyes, and sneered.

"Good. King Jin nodded, at the first glance of Lin Han today, he keenly felt that Lin Han had changed a lot, his eyes were focused, and there was a sense of confidence and calmness hidden on his immature face, which was a world different from the previous somewhat depressed and silent appearance.

He couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart, the difficulties over the years were not a good thing for the teenager.

To be a strong person, tenacity is one of the necessary conditions.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!

In Lin Han, he had seen this quality.

"Are things ready?" Lin Han pursed his lips and said in a low tone.

"As long as you get a good score today and let the emperor re-investigate the matter at that time, the good days of the Eastern Imperial Concubine will come to an end. King Jin understood what Lin Han meant, and said in a deep voice.

The Eastern Imperial Concubine has a huge power in the imperial dynasty, and after defiling Lin Han's mother, she covered up many things.

Although he is collecting evidence, he does not have a proper opportunity to find out, and the current competition is like an east wind, as long as he grasps it, he can turn everything around with the momentum of the stars.

"Okay!" Lin Han nodded heavily, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his heart, he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The Imperial Tournament, this opportunity to turn everything around has finally arrived!