Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three arrows in a row.
Like a string of shooting stars.
They all hit the bull's-eye of the arrow target steadily.
Plus the sharp arrow shot by Zhang Xutuo at the beginning.
now.
He has shot four arrows.
"Is this man's archery really that good?"
See this situation.
A solemn look suddenly appeared on Master Shang's and disciple's faces.
After a hundred rounds of fighting.
Zhang Xutuo was also able to fire four arrows in a row, all of which hit the target.
It can be seen that this person's archery skills are powerful.
but.
That's why.
The arrogance in Master Shang's and disciple's hearts was aroused.
He took one step forward and took out three sharp arrows. It looked friendly, and he shot three arrows in succession!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Similar to Zhang Xutuo.
Three sharp arrows shot out across the sky.
Then there was the dull sound of arrows hitting the target.
Three arrows, all hit!
"This archery match is more interesting."
Off stage.
Yang Xuangan, Wang Ke and others looked at each other with expectant looks.
Both people hit all four arrows.
The last arrow became the key to victory.
"call……"
Zhang Xutuo stared at the arrow target in front of him with burning eyes.
He raised the long bow slightly, put an arrow on it, pulled the bow string, looked at it kindly, and immediately shot out an arrow.
Whoosh!
Arrows rent the air.
It was like a jet of black lightning shooting out, and the next second, it hit the target!
"good!"
When everyone in the audience saw this, their eyes lit up and they cheered loudly.
This time.
The pressure was put on Master Shang and his disciples.
Master Shang's face was solemn. He looked at Zhang Xutuo and then at the arrow target a hundred steps away. He gritted his teeth and slowly came to the arrow.
He stretched out his hand and took out a sharp arrow.
"bring it on……"
Master Shang and his disciples thought silently in their hearts.
Hold the longbow tightly with both hands.
Both arms were filled with power, and the entire bow was drawn like a full moon.
At this time, the arrow was lightly resting on the bow.
Between the faint arrows, a cold light flashed away.
collapse!
Suddenly, Master and Disciple Shang loosened his fingers.
The bow string rebounded instantly, and the sharp arrow was shot out.
Whoosh!
The arrow is as fast as lightning and hits the target's center.
clang!
However.
This sharp arrow is too powerful and heavy.
The arrow has great penetrating power.
After actually piercing the bull's-eye, his momentum remained unabated, and he shot right at the military flagpole at the edge of the ring.
"this……"
Seeing this, everyone in the audience looked at Uncle Dongfang, waiting for his verdict.
Uncle Dongfang waved his hand slightly, looked at Master Shang and his disciples, and said, "In this battle, Zhang Xutuo will win!"
"Wait!"
At this moment.
A shout came from the audience.
Everyone heard this and went away.
I saw a minister in civilian uniform slowly getting up and coming to the ring.
"I've met Mr. Pei."
When Uncle Dongfang and Dongfang Huang saw this civil servant, they walked a few steps forward and saluted.
"The two generals are exempt from courtesy."
This civil servant's name was Pei Yun, and he was an important minister from Jiangnan recruited by Yang Guang. At this time, he was ordered to be responsible for maintaining the normal operation of this arena.
Pei Yun came to the stage, bowed to everyone, and said slowly: "General Master Shang and his disciples are very skilled in martial arts. Although his shooting skills are slightly inferior, there is nothing wrong with anything else. I think that General Master Shang and this Zhang Xu should be allowed to compete with each other." Tuo will be promoted together."
"this……"
Uncle Dongfang frowned slightly when he heard this.
But soon, he reacted and hurriedly raised his hand and said: "Not bad, not bad, Mr. Pei thought it through properly, but the general didn't know how to adapt!"
Speaking of which.
Dongfang Brown said: "This time, Master Zhang Xutuo and Master Shang are promoted at the same time!"
"What a great way to win people's hearts."
Seeing Master and Disciple, they were overjoyed.
Wang Ke nodded slightly and said in his heart.
in this way.
In such a competitive atmosphere.
The event in this arena has come to an end.
Wang Ke, Yang Xuangan, Wang Junke, Zhang Xutuo, Lai Huer, Master Shang and his disciples all advanced.
Those who failed were dejected and left sadly. However, as soon as they walked out of the school, some figures from aristocratic families extended an olive branch, inviting those without roots to join their sect and become disciples of the aristocratic families.
"Youdao is a person who has learned literary and martial arts, and sells his goods to the emperor's family... If these people can slowly develop in aristocratic families, they may not be able to become generals in the future."
Yang Xuan sighed and said to Wang Ke and others.
…
Chang'an City.
Imperial City Forbidden Garden, Daxing Palace.
Yang Jian sat behind the Long Shu desk and casually looked through the memorials sent by the ministers.
at this time.
It's already second watch time.
Outside the palace, everything was silent.
All that could be heard was the gentle breeze blowing and the gentle scratching of the armor on the bodyguards.
"Your Majesty, Yuan Yan wants to see you."
At this moment.
A eunuch, Xiao Sui, walked in, knelt on the ground, and bowed his head to report.
"Send him in!"
Yang Jian waved his hand and said.
"According to the order!"
The eunuch bowed and left.
Not long after.
A handsome civil servant in long robes walked in quickly and saluted with his hands in hand.
"Your Majesty, the results of the ten arena competitions have been released. Your Majesty, please check."
Official Yuan Yan paid homage to Huangmen Shilang and was ordered to report the competition in the arena at any time.
This day.
The competitions in each arena have just ended.
Yuan Yan did not dare to neglect, so he quickly wrote a memorial and immediately entered the palace to report to Yang Jian.
"Bring it to me and see."
Yang Jian is very interested in the results of the game.
He waved his hand gently, motioning the guards on the side to come forward and send the memorial in Yuan Yan's hand in front of him.
"Oh? The boy from Yang Chu's Taoist family has been promoted."
Turning to the first page of the memorial is the basic information about Yang Xuangan.
Yang Jian is very familiar with this name, and he once praised Yang Xuangan as the "reincarnated overlord", which shows his love for this child.
Yang Xuangan, Wang Ke, Zhang Xutuo, Lai Huer, Shang Shipu, Wang Junke, Pei Xingyan, Wu Yunzhao, Xiong Kuohai, Wu Tianxi, Zuo Tiancheng, Wei Wentong, Wang Yong...
One by one, names fell into Yang Jian's eyes.
The more he looked, the happier he felt.
"Not bad, not bad, all the heroes in the world will be admitted to Chang'an!"
Yang Jian laughed and said to Yuan Yan.
"Thank you for your great blessing!"
Yuan Yan quickly handed over his hand, and then slapped him with a flattery at the right time.
"By the way, that junior of the Yuwen clan has never competed?"
Sudden.
Yang Jian seemed to have remembered something.
He raised his head, looked at Yuan Yan, and asked.
"Your Majesty, Yuwen has not participated in the competition."
Yuan Yan cupped his hands and replied.
"I heard that there is a Qilin in his family, who is brave as a man, but I don't know if it is true... It's a pity that he has never participated in the competition."
Yang Jian thought to himself.
While thinking about it, he gently waved his hand to ask Yuan Yan to step back.
Yuan Yan bowed slightly, cupped his hands and retreated.
Watch Yuan Yan leave.
Yang Jian closed the memorial and stood up slowly.
He walked with his hands behind his back and came to a platform outside Daxing Palace.
at this time.
The bright moon is in the sky.
A deep, cold halo fell on the earth.
"This martial arts battle between the world's heroes has allowed me to see the strength of civilian warriors... Wouldn't it be better if the world's literati also came to Chang'an to select talents from among them?"
Yang Jian looked up at the sky and thought to himself.
But soon, his idea was ruthlessly erased - it was okay to select a martial artist, but if he really wanted to select a scribe, I am afraid that all the famous families in the world would oppose him, right?
