"Ah!"
"He did that on purpose! I'm dying!"
Liu Quan flew out of the riding grounds and lay on the ground, wailing in agony.
"Hmph. If your spear hadn't nearly struck him, Chu Lingguang wouldn't have reflexively defended himself and injured you. Now, I ask you: was that thrust of yours a deliberate attempt to injure him, or did you just miss your mark? If you dare utter a single lie, I will not spare you!"
An examiner with the surname Feng stood up and rebuked him angrily.
He was the chief examiner of this Martial Arts Examination, named Feng Junyi. If a few prodigies emerged from this year's examination, it would be a political achievement for him and bring him great honor.
Chu Lingguang had been outstanding throughout the competition, from the Qiao Pass to the saber and Spear Technique trials, always ranking near the top. He had just been a hair's breadth away from being ruined by Liu Quan, and Feng Junyi's heart had pounded in his chest as he watched.
