Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 422

Sun Wukong watched the God of Land leave, then walked back to the desk, reached out to pick up the registration list for the "Three Realms Examination", and read it carefully again.

His eyes moved slowly across the list and suddenly stopped on a name. His eyebrows raised slightly and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Daniu... I didn't expect that he would actually sign up."

Sun Wukong whispered to himself, the image of the candied haws vendor he met in the mortal world emerging in his mind.

Although the young man was just an ordinary hawker, he had a spirit of not admitting defeat and a strong character, and he was indeed a promising talent.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong nodded involuntarily, and his anticipation for this test increased a little more.

At the same time, Nezha was standing outside the South Gate of Heaven, commanding a group of heavenly soldiers and generals to set up the competition venue.

He held a musket in his hand, his eyes were gleaming, and his tone was filled with excitement:

"Everyone, hurry up! The construction of the arena must strictly follow the Great Sage's requirements, without any deviation!"

The heavenly soldiers and generals responded in unison and got busy.

Nezha stood on a high place, overlooking the entire venue, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He secretly calculated in his mind that this "Three Realms Grand Test" would not only select true talents, but would also become a major event in the Three Realms.

On the other side, Yang Jian, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, followed by Roaring Sky Dog, was inspecting the arrangements in various places one by one.

He had a calm expression and a sharp gaze, and from time to time he waved the long sword in his hand to point out some deficiencies in the details:
"The guardrail here is not stable enough and needs to be reinforced. And the formation over there needs to be given another layer of protection to prevent any accidents during the competition."

Roaring Sky Dog shuttled around his feet, barking from time to time, as if it was also escorting Yang Jian's patrol.

Yang Jian looked down at it, patted its head gently, and said in a gentle tone:

"Good job, keep going."

Roaring Sky Dog wagged its tail, appearing particularly obedient.

After inspecting the site, Yang Jian returned to the Qitian Hall and presented the final confirmed list of supervisors to Sun Wukong.

He knelt on one knee and handed over the list with both hands, looking respectful:
"Great Sage, the list of supervisors has been confirmed. Please review it."

Sun Wukong took the list and scanned it, and found that in addition to those highly respected gods, there were a few unfamiliar names.

He nodded slightly, with some approval in his tone:

"Are these all the immortals recommended by the Earth God?"

Yang Jian nodded and said:

"That's right. The God of Land personally contacted several immortals. They have profound cultivation, good conduct, and great prestige in the mortal world. They are qualified to be the supervisor this time."

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction, put the list aside, looked up at Yang Jian, and said in a gentle tone:
"Thank you for your hard work. The food, lodging and travel plans of these supervisors must be properly arranged to ensure that they can perform their duties with peace of mind during the competition."

Yang Jian stood up and saluted, his tone firm:
"Don't worry, Great Sage. I will make the arrangements properly and there will be no mistakes."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder:

"I always feel at ease with you doing things."

Yang Jian bowed slightly, then turned and left to arrange the supervisor's food and accommodation.

When everything was ready, Sun Wukong slowly stepped onto the high platform of the Qitian Hall and glanced at the immortals lined up neatly below.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, his voice loud and majestic:
"Everyone, this 'Three Realms Grand Test' is a grand event held by the Heavenly Court, which aims to select true talents for the Three Realms. Now, everything is ready. I declare - the 'Three Realms Grand Test' is officially launched!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of drums and music suddenly rang out, and the celestial music floated in the air. The entire heaven was immersed in a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

The heavenly soldiers and generals held high their flags, lined up in neat rows, and looked solemn.

The sea of ​​clouds in heaven rolled continuously, as if they were cheering for this grand event.

The mountain gods and land gods from afar came riding on clouds and gathered around the heavenly palace, gazing at Sun Wukong on the high platform with respectful expressions.

The monks who had registered also arrived one after another. They all had determined eyes and expressions filled with unconcealable excitement and anticipation.

Sun Wukong stood on the high platform, his eyes swept over the immortals below, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his anticipation for this great test became stronger and stronger.

He knew that this was not just a competition, but also an opportunity to change the situation of the three realms.

"Come on, let me see how far you can go."

Sun Wukong whispered to himself, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Sun Wukong waved his sleeves and pointed to the neatly arranged arena below:
"The first competition begins now!"

The drums began to beat again, more vigorously than before.

The heavenly soldiers and generals sang in unison, reading out the competition rules and the list of opponents for the first round.

A soldier sang loudly:
"The first match is between Sun Xiaosheng from Flower-Fruit Mountain in Dongsheng Shenzhou and Red Boy from Flame Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou!"

When Sun Wukong heard the name "Sun Xiaosheng", his eyebrows slightly raised and he looked towards the arena with interest.

A little monkey wearing a tiger-skin skirt and holding a golden hoop jumped onto the stage and made a face at the audience, causing a burst of laughter.

"This little monkey is quite clever."

Sun Wukong chuckled softly and touched his chin with his hand.

On the other side, Red Boy also leaped onto the stage, holding a flaming spear, standing proudly, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Sun Xiaosheng, with two streams of white smoke coming out of his nostrils.

"Humph, you little brat, you dare to challenge me?"

Red Boy's voice was childish but with a hint of teasing. He tapped the flaming spear in his hand lightly on the ground, sending sparks flying.

Not wanting to be outdone, Sun Xiaosheng raised his golden cudgel, pointed at Red Boy and said:
"It's still unclear who will win or lose! Don't think you're so great just because you're holding a fire stick!"

Red Boy's eyes were wide open and he was about to explode when an old man in a Taoist robe flew down from the stands and landed in the center of the arena.

"Before the competition begins, I have a few words to say."

The old man stroked his beard and spoke in a loud and clear voice.

"This competition must be limited to a certain point. Do not endanger anyone's life. Anyone who violates this rule will be disqualified and expelled from Heaven!"

After the old man finished speaking, he swept his sharp eyes over the two contestants, then flew back to the stands.

The old man was one of the immortals recommended by the God of Land, named "Taoist Qingfeng". He was highly respected and had a great reputation in the three realms.

He was assigned to supervise the first competition to ensure fairness and justice.

Red Boy and Sun Xiaosheng looked at each other and bowed to each other as a greeting.

Then, Red Boy's mouth corners slightly raised and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He shook the flaming spear in his hand, and a blazing flame instantly spurted out from the tip of the spear, like a fire dragon rushing straight towards Sun Xiaosheng's face.

Sun Xiaosheng was not in a hurry. He turned the golden cudgel in his hand, and it turned into a golden light, easily blocking the flames.

He took advantage of the momentum to leap forward, raised the golden cudgel high, and smashed it hard on Red Boy's head.

Red Boy snorted coldly, dodged the attack easily.

He swept the flaming spear in his hand, and the flames were like waves, forcing Sun Xiaosheng to retreat again and again.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the fight was hard to resolve.

Every time Red Boy swung his flaming spear, it brought up a raging flame, as if it was going to burn the entire arena to ashes.

Sun Xiaosheng swung his golden cudgel tightly, and although the flames were fierce, they could not break through his defense.

The immortals around the arena watched intently and talked a lot.

"Red Boy's flames are indeed worthy of their reputation. He is worthy of being the young master of the Flame Mountain!"

"Sun Xiaosheng is not bad either. He dances with his golden cudgel with great vigor and can even fight Red Boy on equal terms!"

"The strength of these two people should not be underestimated, the outcome is unpredictable!" Sun Wukong stood on the high platform, his eyes fell on Sun Xiaosheng, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He nodded secretly in his heart and was very satisfied with Sun Xiaosheng's performance.

"This kid didn't disappoint me."

After several rounds of fierce fighting, Red Boy's attack became more fierce, and the flames swept in like a storm.

Sun Xiaosheng gradually felt exhausted, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

A hint of pride flashed in Red Boy's eyes, and he suddenly raised the flaming spear in his hand, and Sun Xiaosheng's golden hoop flew away.

He then kicked out, hitting Sun Xiaosheng in the chest.

Sun Xiaosheng groaned, flew backwards, and fell heavily under the ring.

He lay on the ground, pounding the ground with his fists unwillingly, his eyes full of regret and unwillingness.

"Damn it! It was just a little bit close!"

Red Boy stood on the ring, proudly standing, with the flaming spear in his hand pointing diagonally at the ground.

He looked around, a triumphant smile on his face.

Seeing this, all the immortals applauded and cheered.

"Red Boy is indeed amazing! The name of the Flaming Mountain is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

"Sun Xiaosheng is defeated but still has honor. It is not easy to fight with Red Boy to such an extent!"

Taoist Qingfeng flew down and landed in the center of the arena, announcing loudly:
"Red Boy wins this battle!"

When Red Boy heard the announcement, his smile became even brighter. He clasped his hands and bowed to the people around him, as a way of thanking the immortals for their applause.

Taoist Qingfeng turned to look at Red Boy and said in a serious tone:
"Red Boy, although you have won, you must not be proud and complacent. The road of cultivation is long, and I hope you will continue to work hard."

Red Boy put away his smile and nodded respectfully:
"Thank you for your teachings, Senior. I will definitely keep it in mind."

Taoist Qingfeng nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and flew back to the stands.

Red Boy stood on the stage, looking at the immortals below, with a glimmer of confidence in his eyes.

He turned around and walked down the stage to receive the congratulations from the immortals.

Sun Xiaosheng got up from the ground, brushed off the dust on his body, with unwillingness still in his eyes.

He looked up at Red Boy's receding figure, clenched his fists, and whispered to himself:
"Next time, I will never lose again!"

Sun Wukong flew to Sun Xiaosheng's side and helped him up:
"Victory and defeat are common in the military, get up."

Sun Xiaosheng brushed off the dirt on his body and shook his head stubbornly:

"Master, I'm too weak to win..."

He looked down at his dusty hands, his fingers unconsciously scratching the calluses on his palms.

Sun Wukong looked at Sun Xiaosheng's lost look, sighed softly, raised his hand and rubbed his head:
"You have tried very hard. The Red Boy's Samadhi True Fire is indeed powerful. It is reasonable that you are defeated for the time being."

He turned his gaze to Red Boy, who was surrounded by a crowd of people, with congratulations coming one after another, making the scene very lively.

In the distance, a few ancient pine trees swayed gently in the breeze, and the pine needles made a rustling sound.

"But……"

Sun Xiaosheng wanted to say something but was interrupted by Sun Wukong.

"No buts. If you lose this time, you can win it back next time. Go back and summarize your experience. I will teach you a few more moves."

Sun Wukong said this, patting Sun Xiaosheng on the shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement.

Sun Xiaosheng looked up at Sun Wukong, his eyes gradually becoming firm:

"Master, I will try my best!"

He clenched his fists and looked at Red Boy again, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

At this moment, Red Boy was surrounded by fairies. A character who looked like a fairy official was handing him a handkerchief. He took it and wiped the sweat off his face.

"Let's go."

As Sun Wukong spoke, he pulled Sun Xiaosheng out of the crowd.

The two walked through the crowd, and the noisy sounds around them gradually faded away.

"Master."

Sun Xiaosheng took a few steps and suddenly spoke.

"I think Red Boy's flames are stronger today than the last time we met."

As he walked, he recalled the scene of the competition just now, with his brows slightly furrowed.

Sun Wukong nodded:

"Master has also noticed that his Samadhi True Fire seems to have improved a lot. It seems that he has put a lot of effort in this period of time."

He stopped and looked back at the gradually dispersing crowd with a deep gaze.

In the distant sky, a few white clouds floated slowly, covering half of the golden sun.

An old man with white hair and beard walked up to Red Boy, bowed and said with a smile:
"The Holy Infant King is indeed worthy of his reputation. Today's battle was extremely exciting!"

Red Boy quickly returned the gift:
"Thank you for the compliment, old immortal. I was just lucky."

He smiled modestly, but his eyes could not hide the pride.

The old man stroked his beard and continued:
"The Holy Infant King is so young, but he has already achieved such accomplishments. Given time, his achievements will be limitless!"

"Thank you for your praise, old immortal. I still need to work hard on my cultivation."

Red Boy still maintained a humble attitude, but his hand holding the flaming spear tightened unconsciously.

The few little demons around him also looked at him with admiration, their eyes full of pride.

Not far away, a few cranes were walking gracefully, chirping from time to time.

The old man nodded, exchanged a few words with Red Boy, then turned and left.

Sun Wukong took Sun Xiaosheng out of the crowd and they came to a quiet corner.

Sun Xiaosheng lowered his head and said nothing, his fists still clenched tightly, obviously he had not yet recovered from the feeling of defeat.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong patted his shoulder gently, his tone gentle but firm:

"Xiaosheng, do you know why I brought you to participate in this 'Three Realms Test'?"

Sun Xiaosheng raised his head with a hint of doubt in his eyes:
"Master, isn't it for me to prove myself?"

Sun Wukong shook his head and looked towards the distant sky, where the clouds rolled and unrolled, as if he was thinking about something:
"It is important to prove yourself, but the real purpose is to make you realize your own shortcomings. The path of cultivation will never end. Winning or losing is only temporary. What matters is what you learn from it."

Sun Xiaosheng lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded gently:

"Master, I understand. I shouldn't just worry about winning or losing, but should learn from this competition and improve myself."

Sun Wukong smiled with satisfaction, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes:
"This is the mentality that my apprentice should have. Red Boy's flames are indeed powerful, but they are not unbreakable. When we go back, I will teach you a few ways to deal with them. Next time you meet him, you may not lose."

Sun Xiaosheng's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, he clenched his fists, and said firmly:

"Master, I will definitely work harder and never let you down!"

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance.

Sun Wukong turned his head and saw the land god rushing over, holding a thick booklet in his hands and with a serious look on his face.

He walked up to Sun Wukong and bowed respectfully:
"Great Sage, I have compiled all the feedback from all parties into a book, please take a look."

(End of this chapter)