One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 134 Five Years Later
Time flies, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and five years pass by in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, it was March [-], the ninth year of Xinbao.

Today, the sky is high and cloudy, the sun is just right, and cheers erupted from the racetrack on the mountainside of the mountain.

The ring-shaped viewing platform was full of people, most of the students in the academy who had no classes, and many scholars and scholars from Qingtan County and Mengyun City also came here.

In the fiery atmosphere, a girl in a lake blue robe held her schoolbag in her arms, bent over and quickly passed through the rows of seats, while walking, her eyes were still watching the horses field situation.

Today's competition was riding and shooting. Eight students with armor and invisible faces rode high-headed horses, drew bows in their hands, and shot sharply at the archery targets on the outer circle of the racecourse.

There are two types of targets: moving and non-moving. Depending on the relationship between distance and movement speed, the scores are different.

The person running at the front was dressed in a purple riding suit, with a straight back, his legs clamped around the belly of the horse, his body slightly erect, his short bow drawn like a full moon, and the feathered arrow flew out, directly hitting a fast-moving arrow in the distance. Target shot down.

Shooting down the target requires more power and can also get higher points.

Many people cheered loudly for its performance. Now that it has reached the finals, a little change has made the spectators very excited.

The girls walking in the crowd looked at the situation on the field, and couldn't help but get distracted and stepped on the feet of the people next to them.

There was a muffled hum in her ear, and the girl was startled, and quickly turned her head to apologize to the man.

But the person who was trampled had no time to pay attention to her, and waved her to hurry over.

The girl was still a little rabbit. After bending over and over again, she passed through the crowd and sat beside her familiar companion.

"Chen Nian'er, come a little later, the game is over!"

Complaints from her companions made the little girl even more urgent. She didn't have time to put down her schoolbag, so she hurriedly asked.

"Is it the final now?"

Another companion turned to speak to her.

"Yes, yes! Don't talk!"

The girls did not dare to disturb their companions, and quickly held their breaths and looked towards the direction of the racecourse, but the people around them did not stop so much.

"Another shot! Ah ah ah... It's the big sister!"

"Master! Master!"

Seeing these people cheering like this, naturally some people are not used to it. Among the many cheering people, discordant voices soon appeared.

"Hmph, what's so noisy, Senior Brother Lu hasn't shown his full strength yet!"

"That's it!"

"It's so fun to say it now, and it's really embarrassing to find out that I'm fourth again when the game is over!"

As soon as these voices appeared, someone immediately refuted them.

"What do you know! Senior Sister can still get points for ordinary targets, but Senior Brother Lu has already lost a lot of points for moving targets! In the end, if you accumulate the points, Senior Sister must win!"

"It's a matter of harming others and not oneself that you are still told so calmly. It can be seen that your character is not good, hum!"

"What did you say!"

"That's the rules of the game..."

"If it wasn't for the knockout round, when twenty or so people joined forces to block it, Senior Sister wouldn't be only fourth! If you say that the character is not good, I think it is Lu Jian's character that is not good!"

"That's right, that's right! Senior Sister, this is just a tit-for-tat..."

The two sides held their own opinions, and when they saw that they were about to quarrel, Chen Nian'er's companion suddenly became furious.

"stop fighting!"

A few people turned their heads, all eyes were on her, and at this moment, someone shouted.

"Another shot, and another down on the moving target!"

"Twelve moving targets shot down in a row, this is the strongest record in the academy!"

"Master! Master!"

"Elder Sister..."

A roar of mountain and tsunami sounded, instantly covering up the dissonance in this corner.

A few people couldn't quarrel anymore in this state, so they had to turn around angrily, staring at the side on the field that they didn't support, wishing to use their own thoughts to hold back the other party's shortcoming. bow, and snag each other's horse's legs.

A rider in a dark purple riding suit took the lead at the racetrack.

The noise around her had nothing to do with her. She looked through the hat and helmet that blocked the sun, and dexterously took out the feathered arrow with her mark from the quiver, and quickly placed it on the short bow.

The sun shines down from behind her, and the hat and plate armor on her body do not affect any movements. The woman's figure is like a cheetah in the hunt, with a slender skeleton but both strength and beauty.

The galloping horses, the riders, the short bows and the dust and the afternoon sun are like a picture scroll.

The feather arrow shot out with a piercing sound, and another moving target fell firmly.

The last match was a knockout match, and she was blocked by nearly 20 people. Those people teamed up to shoot down all the moving targets, so that she shot all sixty feather arrows in the quiver with a super long-range shot, and only then was No.4. The results made it to the finals.

This is a very dangerous thing, and no one would do it in normal competitions!

Pulling the short bow sixty times in a row is a powerful drain on physical strength, muscle, and even spirit.

And that's clearly what those people are aiming for!
They thought that draining her stamina and spirit would make her unable to cope with the upcoming finals in her best state!
Thinking like this, Lu Jian would press her head in front of the students of the Manchu Academy...

The short bow was quickly drawn full, and with a hum, there was an extra feather arrow in the center of the target closest to her.

The ring viewing platform was boiling again.

On a large score table in the center, the canvas representing the score was constantly being flipped.

It was the end of another lap, there were not many moving targets on the field, and at this time, the person behind her had become Lu Jian.

He gave up a few targets and chased after the man in front of him on horseback.

If two arrows from the same person land on the same target, only one highest score will be accumulated in the end. He has fewer and fewer targets to use. Seizing the moving target is what he must do now.

Just as he was chasing, a moving target entered the sight of both of them at the same time.

The purple-clothed rider took the lead, his short bow was fully drawn, and Lu Jian behind her was also approaching infinitely at this time.

The breathing of the moving target entered into the best shooting range of the two.

The white and slender fingers of the rider in purple held a short bow, and his body kept adjusting with the moving target.

This moving target was far from the runway and moved very fast, but whether it was her or Lu Jian behind her, they aimed precisely at the fastest speed.

If the two of them hit a moving target at the same time, the target will not get the highest score if it falls down. They obviously don't want to do this.

The eyes of the two were calm, but they accelerated their movements at the same time.

Seeing that the two sides aimed at an archery target at the same time, the viewing platform was even more boiling, each shouting their own slogans, and it was completely unclear which side they were cheering on.

In an instant, two feather arrows flew out at the same time!

(End of this chapter)