This polo match is organized by the palace, and those who can play are the children of noble families.
The eldest princess intends to support her.
Ye Chutang lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "Thank you very much, Princess, for your kindness. It's just that A Yan and A Feng have been away from home for the past few years. They have no one to teach them and are not good at shooting. I'm afraid they are not suitable."
"What's the big deal?" the eldest princess said with a smile, "This is when young people like to have fun. As for the art of archery, they are taught by Feng Zhang in the Imperial College."
Being able to ask Feng Zhang to teach him personally would make him envied by many people.
Ye Chutang did not refuse anymore and knelt down to salute.
"Thank you, Princess."
…
In the blink of an eye, the day of the monthly exams arrived, and many supervisors gathered at the school grounds to wait for the exams for the second level of imperial archery.
Ye Yunfeng touched the quiver on his back, feeling happy and worried at the same time: "Third brother, this thing must have cost my sister a lot of money, right?"
This is much better than the ones he picked up before to make up the numbers!
Ye Jingyan glanced at the long bow in her hand and pondered for a moment: "Well... not necessarily."
When Sister A and Xiao Wu came to deliver things yesterday, they looked very relaxed and at ease, especially Xiao Wu, who didn't even look at them.
Then there is a high probability that these two sets of things did not cost me any money.
Ye Yunfeng was a little confused. Before he could ask, he suddenly felt something and looked back.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
The person who came was none other than Murong Ye.
When he came to the crowd, he glanced at Ye Yunfeng, and a sneer appeared on his lips.
"Hey, you bought a new bow and arrow? Why bother? It's a waste."
The originally noisy crowd fell into an eerie silence, and countless pairs of eyes scanned the two of them.
Everyone knew that Murong Ye had given Ye Yunfeng a challenge, and the two of them were going to compete in this monthly exam. Unexpectedly, the smell of gunpowder was so strong as soon as they met.
Ye Yunfeng folded his arms and sneered: "Yes, my sister specially picked it to compare with you. It is indeed a waste."
Murong Ye's face darkened.
"You'd better be able to laugh when you get to the school grounds later!"
Ye Yunfeng was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Qiao Zimo whispered: "Are you really good at it? Ever since Murong Ye entered the Imperial Academy, he has never gotten second place in any of the imperial archery exams!"
Murong Yang was born as a general, and he cultivated his son with great care. Among other things, Murong Ye was indeed excellent in martial arts, riding and shooting.
This is why he is so young and arrogant and doesn't take other people seriously.
Ye Yunfeng picked his ears: "So what? My sister asked me to catch rabbits before, and I never failed."
Qiao Zimo: "..."
Can this be compared?
Although the slingshot that Ye Yunfeng made before was indeed powerful, he was from Yeluzi after all, and Murong Ye was carefully trained since he was a child. This——
Qiao Zimo sighed in his heart and patted Ye Yunfeng: "It's okay, buddy! Anyway, he is older than you and has advantages in all aspects. You lose to him - no shame!"
Ye Yunfeng moved his shoulders and chuckled.
"It's a pity, I don't like losing."
…
The exam is divided into two rounds. In the first round, the target is fixed, and in the second round, the target is moved on horseback, with a group of ten people.
In comparison, the second round of exams was obviously more difficult.
Ye Yunfeng stood at his position, and Murong Ye deliberately chose to be on his right.
The two stood together and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Feng Zhang walked over and saw Ye Yunfeng skillfully arranging an arrow and drawing a bow, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Didn't the eldest princess say that these two boys had been living outside for the past few years and were unable to master the art of archery?
But looking at it...it doesn't look like he knows anything.
He swallowed what he originally wanted to say to help with guidance, took a few steps back, and watched with interest.
Several assistant teachers nearby were also talking in low voices.
"Ye Yunfeng's movements look quite impressive. Could it be that he learned them from someone temporarily?"
"I see that he has gotten very close to Qiao Zimo these days."
"Qiao Zimo? It shouldn't be, he is worse than this!"
Feng Zhang touched his chin: "It seems that he must have learned it a long time ago, and he didn't just sharpen his skills in battle."
He has a vicious eye, and if he says so, it must be true.
Several assistant coaches nodded.
"By the way, he is Ye Zheng's son. He was considered a member of a noble family at the beginning. It is normal to have learned these things."
"That's right. Even if the family falls into decline later and is abandoned for a few years, the foundation is still there, so it shouldn't be a big problem. At least it won't miss the mark."
"He's just a bit impulsive. Murong Ye provoked him and he fought. The one who suffered the loss was himself..."
Their voices were not loud, but the school grounds were very empty, so they could be heard vaguely.
Murong Ye smiled coldly, and immediately aimed forward, drawing the long bow to full——
Whoops!
The long arrow flew out and hit the red heart accurately!
"Wow——"
Everyone became restless instantly.
"As expected of Murong Ye! From such a long distance, he still hit the red heart with one arrow!"
"I'm afraid Ye Yunfeng will lose. How can we compete?"
"If I were him, I would just give up. Why should people humiliate themselves..."
Murong Ye tilted his head and looked at it with a provocative look on his face: "Don't be nervous. According to the monthly exam regulations, if the first arrow misses the target, you can try again."
Ye Yunfeng didn't seem to hear. His slightly calloused fingertips gently brushed the edge of the arrow, and he raised his eyes to look at the red target in front of him.
At this moment, his aura suddenly changed.
That unsparing energy dissipated instantly, his narrow, dark eyes stared straight ahead, and his whole body was filled with a sharp aura that was hard to ignore and was ready to go!
Feng Zhang put down his arm, looked at him carefully, and said slowly: "It's not shameful to lose to Murong Ye. I think this guy is good. In time-"
laugh--!
Before he finished speaking, a black arrow suddenly flew out!
Click!
There was a sound of something splitting.
In an instant, all the noisy movements disappeared, and the huge school grounds fell into a suffocating silence.
——On the target in front of Murong Ye, an arrow flew quickly, directly splitting the feathers of his previous arrow that hit the red heart! Nail it in!
The arrow feathers that were split in half were still trembling slightly.
Realizing what happened, everyone gasped.
Ye Yunfeng's arrow actually landed on Murong Ye's target, and directly chopped off his arrow!
Several teaching assistants looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Feng Zhang took a step forward uncontrollably, his eyes instantly bursting with excitement.
Murong Ye was also shocked on the spot, almost thinking that he had seen it wrong.
How, how could this happen! ?
That arrow to the end——
"I'm so sorry." Ye Yunfeng spread his hands and shrugged, "I missed the target and missed the target."
Murong Ye stiffly turned his neck, and saw the young man with wild eyebrows giving him a strange smile.
"Hey, by the way, I remember you just said that if you miss the target the first time, you still have a second chance to try again, right?"
