Jiang Yiming heavily placed down half of the iron block he had lifted, and a rumbling sound erupted beneath his feet.
The label on it indicated two thousand jin.
He was unable to lift it above his head and maintain it for three breaths, which meant Jiang Yiming had completed the third evaluation.
Jiang Yiming’s evaluation was quickly issued.
"Uncle, I did my best!" Jiang Yiming approached Jiang Ning’s side.
"I understand!" Jiang Ning nodded.
After Jiang Yiming finished, it was soon Jiang Ning’s turn.
As Jiang Ning took his place, the spectators outside the fenced area of the drill field craned their necks, eager to see how heavy a block Jiang Ning could lift and what evaluation he would receive.
This included the candidates participating in the Child Test of martial examination.
Yet, those on the stands knew this was a foregone conclusion.
If it were the previous two archery tests, there might have been a one percent chance of Jiang Ning mishandling due to bad luck.
But in this test, wholly reliant on brute strength, there was no chance of anyone surpassing Jiang Ning.
With Fourth Grade strength, participating in the martial Child Test, his strength was assuredly overwhelming.
Jiang Ning gently put down the iron block in his hand.
His evaluation came out quickly.
"Class A, it’s Class A again, he’s certainly locked in as the Chieftain of the martial examination!" An uproar arose outside the field.
From Jiang Ning’s effortless movements, they could tell his strength was extraordinary.
For Jiang Ning, the martial Child Test was merely a formality.
"Yan Youjiao, Class A!"
"Li Guangzheng, Class B!"
With these evaluations, a hint of suspense remained.
"Now, it’s more interesting!" someone outside the fence remarked.
"Yes! It’s truly more interesting now. Both Jiang Ning and Yan Youjiao are Class A in all three tests, which means the Chieftain of the martial examination will be decided in the third subject, the written discussion!"
Outside the field, people were in animated discussion.
On the high platform.
Yan Duwei let out a wry smile.
"General Xu, did it have to come to this?! My son clearly doesn’t deserve a Class A evaluation in the third test."
The Vice General from Julu County shook his head, then smiled.
"Yan Youjiao’s lifting reached the Class A mark according to the regulations!"
Yan Duwei said, "General Xu, as you know, their limits are entirely different! Jiang Ning did it with ease, without any pressure! But my son was clearly at his physical limit, trembling all over with a flushed face; how can they be compared."
"Met the standard means met the standard!" the Vice General reiterated.
At these words, Yan Duwei didn’t argue further.
Jiang Ning walked out of the examination hall.
The third part of the martial examination, the written discussion, was much simpler than the Imperial Examination.
It mainly tested military tactics and memorization of troop deployments.
For him, it was too simple!
Yan Youjiao clenched his fist, full of confidence.
He knew that although the Chieftain of the martial examination had not yet been announced, it was surely his.
For the first three tests, his father had no right to intervene.
Because regardless of archery or weightlifting.
It either meets the mark or it doesn’t.
Under the watchful eyes, even as the Capital Commandant, his father couldn’t outright lie.
But with the written discussion, it was different.
In the written discussion, playing some tricks was too easy.
And also unverifiable.
He believed his father could help him with this.
To secure the Chieftain title of the martial examination for him.
Moreover, before the written discussion, he had known the topics well in advance and had memorized them thoroughly by now.
Therefore, in this regard, even without his father’s help, he was confident of obtaining a perfect Class A evaluation in the written discussion.
Because of all this, he felt incredibly confident inside.
Yan Duwei carefully identified his son’s script by the handwriting, then lightly tapped it with a brush.
A drop of ink spattered on the answer sheet, the ink smudged, instantly ruining the script, making one answer invalid.
This meant the script lost the chance to achieve a perfect score!
"What are you doing!!" The Vice General suddenly appeared in front of Yan Duwei, grabbing his wrist with a fierce glare.
"General Xu, this is my son’s script!" Yan Duwei spoke.
Hearing this, the Vice General looked at Yan Duwei in astonishment.
Then he picked up the script, tore off the name seal, and saw the name Yan Youjiao, causing his pupils to contract again.
He looked at Yan Duwei with a gaze full of uncertainty.
He had thought Yan Duwei was using tricks to sabotage another’s script.
But unexpectedly, it was to damage his own son’s, Yan Youjiao’s, script.