Chapter 384: This stirrup is not necessary.

Style: Historical Author: Chengfengpeng himselfWords: 2440Update Time: 24/01/12 20:27:37
"no……"

Boom, boom, boom!

The drum suddenly sounded, deafening, covering up Ning Wuyan's voice.

Even if the horses next to them were used to the sound of drums on the examination ground, such a violent noise still made them a little commotion, and the horse led by Ning Wushu also swung its hooves a little irritably.

Ning Wuyan frowned and looked at the drummer, then looked up at the sky.

It seems like it’s not time to play the drum yet, right?

Seeing this, the clerk in charge of supervision next to him asked in embarrassment: "Mr. Ning, the exam is about to begin. Look..."

"It's okay. I'll take off the stirrups and get on the horse to take the exam."

Ning Wuyan said, and tugged on the specially tied slipknot.

Bang!

Bang!

The two stirrups on the horse's belly fell to the ground.

Ning Wuyan picked it up. When he saw something sticky, like fine sand, attached to one side of the stirrups, he felt a shiver in his heart. He threw them aside without waiting for Yunfei to take them, and took out a handkerchief to wipe them off. Wiping his hands, he wrapped the handkerchief and threw it to Yun Fei.

"Hold it carefully and don't drop it."

The clerk in charge of supervision and the students taking exams around them saw that the stirrups were tied with slip knots, and then looked at Ning Wuchang's unhesitating movements, and they immediately understood the content of his just answer.

"alright."

Ning Wuyang got on his horse again.

Although he didn't have stirrups, he tamed the horses with the help of stirrups. Even if he didn't become one with the horse, he could at least make the horse obey his orders.

The moment he mounted the horse, the horse subconsciously leaned down, allowing him to successfully cross over onto the horse's back.

"Here comes the gun!"

Ning Wuyang shouted in Yunfei's direction.

Yunfei immediately threw over a silver gun that he had used for gun training during this period.

Ning Wuyang caught the horse steadily, ran forward a few steps with the horse's belly between his legs, and waited until there was an open space. He held the reins with his left hand and fired a shot of gunfire with his right hand.

The silver spear cut through the air, making a "whooshing" sound in the cold wind, which was quite majestic.

Everyone looked at the blue figure on the horse and suddenly realized that this Jinling Poet Immortal was no ordinary Poet Immortal. He came from the general family and was a descendant of the Ning family.

And another descendant of the Ning family in today's examination room came out on top!

"Everyone, it's time for you to see the spear skills of my Ning family!"

Ning Wuchang said it with great pride.

Don't tell me the stirrups are cracked.

Even if the stirrups were not cracked, he actually wanted Yunfei to untie the stirrups after mounting the horse and show everyone how powerful the Ning family's gun was.

That's just horseback shooting, that's a test of horseback archery skills.

Since riding skills are combined with marksmanship, he must not disgrace the Ning family's marksmanship because of personal laziness.

As soon as the silver gun came out, the wind whistled.

Everyone's eyes lit up, but when the horse carrying people rushed towards the erect puppet, everyone shouted in unison.

"Ning Shixian, wait! It's not your turn yet!"

Ah...this...isn't it embarrassing.

Ning Wuyan could only rein in the horse that was eager to perform, and clamped the horse's belly hard to make it stop, making way for the candidates lining up in front of him.

Riding test, group of four.

Since they were not competing on the same stage, the best would win. Everyone was minding their own business in tying the puppets in their own area. In a short while, after two rounds, it was Ning Wuyan's turn.

Because Ning Wuyan had abandoned his stirrup, Ning Wuzhen stood outside the examination venue, just in case of any unexpected events.

Even Jiang Yan came to prepare for emergencies.

Even those who had passed the martial arts exam formed a circle around the exam venue, as if they were afraid of something happening to him.

Seeing this, Ning Wuyou was moved and dumbfounded.

"I'll go, you're treating me like a protected animal."

It's time to show off my real skills!

"Ma, if you win this last test, you will be able to enjoy the hot food and drink spicy food. From now on, no one will ride you again. You will just retire and eat grass every day!"

"Bah! Bah!"

After many days of unremitting communication, the horse responded happily and raised its front hooves.

When the clerk in charge of the riding test announced "begin", he rushed to the circle of puppets closest to him ahead of the other three horses.

It works!

Ning Wuhao, who was sitting on the horse, could feel that the bumps at this time were more severe than usual, but he had specially trained for this before and had no stage fright.

He continued to hold the reins with his left hand to adjust the speed, and held the gun in his right hand, aiming towards the puppet's head.

This time he used clever skills, but the Ning family's marksmanship seemed to be tough, but in fact it was tough with practical skills.

Many people will aim at the chest of the puppet during the riding level, because as long as they hit the puppet, they will pass the level. Of course, they must choose a large area to pierce.

Therefore, many people ignore the bumpy hardware conditions on horseback, resulting in inaccurate punts and eliminations.

And Ning Wuhuang has accurately aimed at the head from the beginning, and stabbed from top to bottom. No matter whether it hits the eyes, nose or mouth, as long as it does not go astray in a wide range and does not hit the head, the next step is It is larger than the head area and can withstand the chest and abdomen when the head moves.

Crack!

First shot.

Because the horse was too excited, it went astray.

But this blow still landed on the puppet's right shoulder, and Ning Wuyan had already made a mental preset. The moment it hit him, he pressed the barrel of the gun and lifted the tip, trying to preserve the main body of the puppet.

Regardless of whether it was accurate or not, this kind of strength in controlling the spear immediately burst into a round of applause.

"Good! As expected of the Ning family's marksmanship!"

Jiang Yan took the lead in applauding and was very excited.

He really underestimated Mr. Ning before. Mr. Ning, who is capable of both literary and military skills, will definitely be a great asset in the future!

When Ning Wuyu saw that the blow was about to hit, he secretly clenched his fists, unable to hide his excitement.

Just when they were all waiting for Ning Wuhuang to stab his head for the second time and win again, Ning Wuhuang's body suddenly tilted to the right, and the horse he was riding almost fell to the spot, shocking everyone. Covered in cold sweat.

"Am I being blinded, or is Ning Shixian performing some kind of equestrian show?"

"Do you still need to perform equestrian skills when practicing riding skills? It seems that your feet are cramped?"

Everyone murmured with their hearts hanging.

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Yang beside him.

Mr. Ning's equestrian skills were taught by Jiang Yang, and he couldn't tell what the purpose of the sudden move was.

Jiang Yang's heart was in his throat as he looked at Mr. Ning, who was jolting on the horse and looked a little abnormal compared to usual.

He was about to tell his master the truth when he saw Mr. Ning holding a silver gun and waving his hand, as if to indicate that nothing was wrong, and speeding up.

"drive!"

"drive!"

Crack!

Second shot.

Although the horse was jolted a bit, the shot hit the top of the head as everyone expected, and hit the center of the forehead between the eyebrows.

"color!"

Everyone cheered happily.

Ning Wuyan also turned his horse's head, raised the silver gun in his hand and cheered.

But only he knew that the jolt just now was probably due to the fact that when he put on the stirrups before, he never expected that the stirrups would crack, resulting in uneven force on the soles of his feet. He cramped when he tightened his thighs hard. Now his legs have eased. But the sole of my left foot is still throbbing and painful.

"Fortunately, this little bit of pain doesn't bother me."

While Ning Wuyi was thinking, a faint smell of sea fish suddenly lingered on the tip of his nose.

Suddenly a white light flashed in front of his eyes, and his mind was in a trance for a moment.