On the sidelines of the school field, Zhao Yi was chatting and laughing with Zhao Linge and others. This idle prince knows how to deal with things well and has always been kind to others. He does not belong to any faction in the capital and has very harmonious relations with all parties.
Zhao Linge looked around, put his hands behind his hands and said loudly: "Uncle Emperor, the atmosphere in the capital has been so extravagant these years. Many people are obsessed with strange skills and tricks, but they have forgotten the roots of our old Zhao family. Taizu used a handful of With a long spear, he led his men and horses in a bloody fight to conquer such a huge country.
But now, some people sit down and talk about things every day, piling up rhetoric and romance all day long, and they really forget their roots. On the contrary, the emperor's uncle has set aside such a large school ground here, where he can practice a lot. I heard that Yu Zheng can already draw the three-stone bow, and he is like me, the old Zhao family. "
Listening to his rude words, some people around him looked unhappy. To be honest, the damage caused by these words was a bit broad. Over the years, who in the Haoying family in the capital would still be willing to sweat and practice martial arts every day to become a handsome young master?
Listening to music on the hook, arguing with each other in Yaochi, sitting and talking about Taoism, and those who have some qualifications can practice their Qi. This is what noble people should do. As for warriors, there are those low-class people who have no way out.
Zhao Yi laughed, quickly pulled his imperial nephew into the field, and ordered someone to bring him a hard bow, "The second prince has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has long been willing to ride on the battlefield. Even the emperor has praised him a lot. It's windy today. Rili, why not show us a show?"
Zhao Linge naturally knew what his imperial uncle meant, but he didn't care. He drew his bow and arrows went straight to the target at the foot of the mountain. The arrow went straight through the target without losing any force, and disappeared into the mountain behind.
"As the saying goes, the bow is like a thunderbolt. The second prince is good at archery and should be regarded as a hero." There was a buzz around him, and people were flattering him from time to time.
Hearing the words of the audience, Zhao Linge was also somewhat proud. Among all the princes in the capital, he was the most proficient in bow and horse. If his father had not allowed him to lead the army, he would have led his army to wipe out the surrounding areas and expand the Zhao Kingdom's territory by several degrees. More than twice that.
Suddenly, Zhao Linge saw Zhao Yu looking around, with a young man following him. He was holding a chicken drumstick in his hand and was talking to his brother.
"Yu Zheng, come here and let the emperor see how well you are practicing archery." Zhao Linge waved to Zhao Yu Zheng. On a whim some time ago, he taught this young brother some archery and marksmanship. He originally agreed to do it regularly. Those who came here to take exams would forget about this trivial matter in a hurry.
Zhao Yuzheng came over shrunken. He hated this second emperor brother the most. He usually made him dance with swords and arrows whenever they met. I just practiced archery before the banquet just to deal with him and avoid being teased and ridiculed by him.
Walking into the field, Zhao Yuzheng was about to pick up the bow when he suddenly remembered that it would be better to let Wu Gen have a try. Judging from the situation just now, this man has outstanding physical strength and may be able to defeat the two emperor brothers.
Zhao Yuzheng smiled and said to Zhao Linge: "Brother Emperor, Wu Gen and my classmate are under the sect of Mr. Zhu. This person is also blessed with supernatural power. How about letting him try it and enjoy it."
Zhao Linge turned around and frowned, seeming to have remembered something, and said coldly: "Wu, boy, come here, I heard that you can return safely from the Great Relic Continent, so I guess you have some skills.
Today, let everyone see your magical power. If it is just an illusion, then get away quickly. Cats and dogs can get in here and look dirty. "
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhao Yi glared at Zhao Yuzheng fiercely and hurriedly stepped forward to slap him, "This Wu Gen is here on behalf of Mr. Zhu. He has the same friendship with Yuzheng, so he didn't come here rashly."
"Hmph, so what if Zhu Buzhan is a clean figure, pedantic, self-righteous, and has earned a little fame. It's not my fault, but uncle, you think too highly of such a useless person.
These people are useless to the country and have no skills in controlling the people. They are as noisy as flies all day long, bragging that anyone can be noble, teaching without distinction, disrupting the foundation of the country, and breaking the discipline. If it weren't for the protection of his father, he would have been chopped down long ago. "
Zhao Linge's tone was angry, and his voice was loud, but his words were heard by many people. For a moment, the school grounds became quiet, and everyone present looked at each other in confusion.
Zhao Yuzheng's face turned pale. He didn't expect that his joke would cause trouble for nothing. If such words were spread, how could I face Mr. Zhu?
Wu Gen threw away the chicken drumstick in his hand and wandered up to Zhao Linge. Without saluting, he stretched out his hand and said, "Here comes the bow."
At this time, Wu Gen already had murderous intentions in his heart. It was normal for these noble people to look down on him, and he had no intention of interacting with these people. I wanted to go through the banquet quietly, but I didn't expect that the second prince turned out to be rude and had harsh words for Zhu Buzhan. Now I couldn't bear it anymore.
"Why, you don't dare to give it, are you afraid that I will assassinate you all?" Wu Gen saw that the guard did not hand over the bow and glanced around coldly.
"Give it to him." Zhao Linge narrowed his eyes.
A guard stepped forward and handed the bow to Wu Gen. Wu Gen did not take the arrow from the arrow pot, but stretched out his hand and pulled the bow, and the bow broke.
"What kind of broken bow is this? Is it a child's play-house toy? If so, it's better to play less with those tricks, so as not to make others laugh." Wu Gen dropped his hand and broke the bow contemptuously, looking at the person opposite him who looked even better than himself. The second prince who was a head taller.
Zhao Linge's face sank, "Take a hard bow." The six-stone bow that the guard handed over just now was not the soft bow that Zhao Yu was playing with. It was actually torn off by this young man who didn't look strong, and he couldn't help but argue in his heart. Ambition.
Soon a ten-stone bow was handed over. According to the rules of the army, a soldier who could draw a six-stone bow was considered a strong soldier. These ten stone bows were specially made for the Divine Archer Camp, and the people in them were all carefully selected from each camp.
Wu Gen stretched out his hand and pulled, and the bow broke again. He spread his hands and said with disdain, "That's it?"
Zhao Linge's face became more and more ugly, and even the people watching the excitement became quiet at this time. Even though some people here are not martial arts practitioners, it can still be seen from the thick bow body that it can definitely be used by ordinary people.
The atmosphere was a little weird. Zhao Yigang was about to step forward to smooth things over. Zhao Linge's eyes were a little cold, "Uncle, I came in a hurry this time and didn't bring any good bow. I heard that there is a treasured bow hidden in the house. Can you lend it to my nephew? I want to Compare yourself to this kid..."
Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a little unnatural. He directly called the other party by his name, "Linge, I do have a moon-shooting bow. However, this bow has a lot of tension. It is said that it is used by a great martial artist. There are only a few people who can shoot the bow. .
If used improperly, it may cause harm to the body. Moreover, this bow is unlucky, and those who use this bow will suffer more misfortunes than others. "
"It doesn't matter. If something unexpected happens, it has nothing to do with the emperor." Zhao Linge insisted on competing and had a firm attitude.
Zhao Yi had no choice but to order someone to fetch the bow. Soon, two guards came forward with difficulty carrying a strange bow. Wu Gen took a look and saw that this moon-shooting bow was all scarlet in color. The bow string was as thick as a child's arm, and there were large and small skulls carved on the bow body.
Zhao Linge glanced at Wu Gen and reached out to grab the moon-shooting bow. As soon as the bow was in hand, the person's arms sank and his face turned a little red.
Holding the bow in his hand, Zhao Linge took a long arrow and slowly pulled out the bowstring. As the string opened, a harsh howling sound came from the bow, and the skull mouth on the bow slowly opened, ready to leap out and bite people.
The veins on Zhao Linge's face were clearly visible, and the bow string was halfway drawn and he could no longer go back. In the blink of an eye, the long arrow arrived in front of the target made of a straw man. Under the huge momentum, the straw man shattered in response. The long arrow was still powerful and hit a huge rock in the middle. The rock suddenly broke into several pieces.
"Good archery skills, good divine power." The noise started again, but the compliments at this time were more sincere. After all, being able to draw this fierce bow showed that the second prince did have some strength.
Zhao Linge was not very happy. He had tried his best just now and could only half-shoot the moon bow, which made him feel a little discouraged. Turning around to look at the boy who was looking up the mountain with his butt sticking out, he couldn't help but feel angry and said, "Come on, don't you dare use this bow."
Wu Gen looked at Zhao Yuzheng, who was doing crouching next to him, and reached out to take the moon-shooting bow, "Why don't you dare." He weighed the hard bow in his hand and nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, this is a bow for men. .”
He reached out and took out a long arrow, stringed it, and pulled it gently, and the howling of ghosts and wolves started again. Wu Gen cursed dissatisfiedly: "How dare you shout at will even if you have a broken bow." He took a step back, assumed a lunge stance, and pulled the bow with his right hand fiercely. The bow was like a full moon, and the screams on the bow suddenly stopped. .
Whoosh, the long arrow flew out of the string, carrying a turbulent stream behind it, and headed straight for the straw man at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly, the grass and stones on the school field were swept up and danced in the air, and dust and smoke billowed.
The long arrow broke through the grass man, whizzed towards the mountain, and disappeared directly into the rocks.
After a while, a muffled sound suddenly came from the mountain. Where the long arrow hit, rocks rolled down, carrying trees and soil, and sloped down toward the foot of the mountain. When the dust settled, there was a mound of dirt the size of a house on the school grounds.
Seeing the dust rushing in front of them, everyone quickly retreated. When he looked at Wu Gen, his eyes were completely different. He didn't expect that this young man who didn't look strong could have such magical power. The so-called nine cows and two tigers were nothing more than this.
Wu Gen shook his head, looked at the Moon Shooting Bow in his hand, and said rather annoyingly, "It's still a little weak, it's a pity that it has such a domineering name." He casually thrust it into the ground, and the bow stood upright in the soil.
Everyone was speechless for a moment. If you win, you win. Why bother stabbing Zhao Linge again? It's almost raining if you don't see this man's face so gloomy.
Zhao Yuzheng ran over happily and secretly gave Wu Gen a thumbs up. This second emperor brother always bullies me, but he got angry today. But judging from the appearance of the other party, he was probably about to explode. He was also kind-hearted and hurriedly came over to block it, lest the other party get angry and order Wu Gen to be captured.
However, contrary to Wu Gen and Zhao Yuzheng's expectations, Zhao Linge had no other reaction. Instead, he nodded at Wu Gen, "Yes, I do have some strength, but I underestimated you. I also have strange people under my command, do you dare to fight with me?" They competed."
Wu Gen was amused when he heard this. He knew he couldn't compete with him and wanted to overwhelm others.
"Why don't you dare?"
