Madam, look at the sword!
Chapter 45 The lady looks at the arrows!
Chapter 45 The lady looks at the arrows—join the company!
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Only the dark clouds that covered the sun kept moving with the wind.
When the whole world ushered in the light again, the sound of gasping for air began to come one after another from the stands.
Although the images in everyone's eyes are from different angles, they are generally the same.
The special arrow feathers shattered on the ground looked miserable.
On the black target plate that had been pierced by an arrow, the small hole was still emitting a faint smoke.
The bow in the hand of the instigator Zhao Chengfeng was still trembling fiercely, and he seemed to be looking at the broken arrow feathers on the ground through the small hole. There was no expression on his face, whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.
This was the first impressive picture that many students from the four major academies would immediately think of when they mentioned the Third Prince.
In short
Today, the Third Prince lost his playful smile and cynicism, and the corners of his mouth had not yet returned to their usual height. He looked a little cold, and his temperament was inexplicably a little melancholy.
Therefore, after gasping for air, many men were still in shock, unable to cheer, and unable to believe the reality before them.
Many girls, whose brain circuits are different from those of men, came to their senses first.
“The Third Prince’s eyelashes are so long~~”
"His legs are long, too."
"I heard that he can grow anywhere."
Just as he was talking, the people who finally came to their senses began to cheer like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
Almost instantly, the entire Qingsong Academy martial arts arena seemed to start to tremble.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" a young man started to scream.
"Broken, broken, broken record~~!"
"Win, win!"
"Third Prince, there is no shame, no shame~!"
No one in Zhou Tian wants to be stepped on by Dahuang.
But the appearance of Wu Rentuya today, just a few breaths ago, made all Zhoutian people in the martial arts arena feel that the soles of their shoes had come to their faces. They could even smell the earthy smell of the soles coming from the wilderness.
At such a moment, no one would expect the third prince of Dangbei Palace to be able to turn the tide. The reasons need not be elaborated.
But it was also at this moment that the Third Prince stood up and actually shot an arrow through the target, breaking the records of the four major academies in the college entrance exams, and defeating Uren Tuya, who was obviously a dimensionality reduction blow from the Qingyun Ranking.
In such a desperate counterattack, it was Zhou Tian who finally won. How could Zhou Tian's people not be inspired, inspired, or happy?
Moreover, while everyone was cheering, Zhao Chengfeng in the field looked at Urentuya with an expressionless look on his face.
didn't say anything.
But it's worth a thousand words.
"His eyes are so cold and I love him so much."
"Brother Wu Chengfeng, it is worthy of us to join you in becoming the enemy of the world~!"
"The prince is exactly the same as in the book. The radiance is so dazzling~~"
The girls in the Chengfeng Club were elated, and Yi Huiling and the little girl who always shouted "brother" had red eyes.
The little girl sobbed: "Brother Chengfeng is so impressive, we must work harder in the future~~!"
Hui Ling nodded heavily, and the two looked at each other, almost crying.
There was no way, the pressure was too great just now, so much that it almost suffocated them, and their faith almost collapsed.
And Zhao Chengfeng's performance not only allowed them to breathe again, but most importantly, it strengthened their love for the Third Prince.
The little girl even suddenly had a whim at this moment, thinking that the Chengfeng Club has a threshold. Everyone has the right to like the third prince Zhao Chengfeng. If you don't join the Chengfeng Club, everyone can have a nickname. Why not just call it 'Aifeng'? !
According to what she said, if people who like Zhao Chengfeng can be called Aifeng, then there are indeed several Aifeng among the princesses on the second floor.
"He, he, doesn't seem to be a waste."
"Not only is he not a waste, but he has broken the records of the four major courtyards. At least he is a genius in archery."
"It turns out that he hasn't taken action in public in the 16 years he has been in Beiting. It's not that he is incompetent, it's just that he doesn't need it at all."
Listening to these words, Princess Tie Ai Feng Ning Shu had a faint smile on her lips, but her chest was obviously still rising and falling, which revealed how nervous she was before.
But now, of course, needless to say, she even glanced at Princess Qingyao, her eyes obviously provocative, and asked: "Qingyao, how are you?"
Princess Qingyao, who had obviously disliked Zhao Chengfeng before, now looked complicated and silent.
Ning Shu actually said something very philosophical at this moment: "When people are silent, they are usually sorting out their prejudices."
The princesses were surprised when they heard this
Tongzhu Yile, whose ears were pricked up in the distance, said, "Ning Shu, this is interesting."
The little princess Wei Huanchu sitting next to her was frowning. She always felt that this arrow was a bit too powerful for the prince's age, so she decided to watch the next arrow more carefully.
Not far away at this time...
"Ahem, third brother, this is interesting."
King Xian looked at the scenes in the martial arts arena and felt a little embarrassed.
King Cheng, who was standing next to him, was a little confused about how to answer the question. After all, his seventh brother had previously advised him not to play such a big game and to be more realistic. He insisted on using the hunting ground as a bet.
Isn’t it a bit embarrassing to take it back now?
Isn’t it a bit embarrassing to pretend that it didn’t happen?
In recent days, due to the competition for the throne, King Cheng, who has been deliberately imitating the eldest prince Xian Wang in order to have a good reputation, couldn't help but think, what should the eldest brother do if he faces this scene?
So he figured it out, gritted his teeth, and pretended to be proud: "Seventh brother, as long as Zhou Tian wins, a mere hunting ground doesn't matter. I will personally offer it to you someday."
King Xian felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, but as a younger brother, I want to say a few words to Third Brother, so don't be angry."
King Cheng was secretly happy in his heart, but on the outside he naturally pretended to be calm and calm: "Seventh brother, I just say it doesn't matter."
King Xian sighed and said three words to his third brother: "Be yourself."
King Cheng's expression changed when he heard this.
King Xian stood beside him without moving, but put his arm on his brother's shoulder like he did when he was a child.
Fat Face and Zhugan were now putting their hands on each other's shoulders, looking at each other in the stands and shouting wildly, as if the two of them were about to kiss each other in the next moment.
The next moment, they didn't kiss, but Yong was too excited and bumped their foreheads against each other.
"Bang~~" After the collision, the two separated, and then they began to take a deep breath and turned to look at the martial arts field.
Zhugan: "What is Yinglong Academy? It depends on the future students of our Qingsong Academy~!"
Fat face: "Xiao Zhao is the most awesome~!"
"Is this Xiao Zhao?"
"He didn't always let us call him that."
"By the way, will we be able to straighten up and behave ourselves when we return to the academy?"
"I don't know, but if Xiao Zhao enrolls in school, as a senior brother, it's not too much for me to take care of him, right?"
"As Xiao Zhao, it's not enough for one senior brother to take care of him. Let's do it together."
……
I don't know how long it took before the roar of the mountains and the tsunami in the martial arts arena gradually subsided.
After the students from the four major academies got over their excitement, they discovered to their embarrassment that the person who made them so happy, proud, and even happy was Zhao Chengfeng, the third prince of Dangbei Palace who most of them disliked before.
As a result, many Zhoutian people who were overly excited came back and felt strange.
But this is not important. What is important is something that the smart man suddenly thought about with fear.
Why did Urentuya, who was on the Qingyun List, appear in the college examination?
Does Qingsong Academy know about this?
If they knew, why would they take this risk?
Do they know that the Third Prince has such strength?
Or was there someone deliberately arranging it to have Uren Tuya appear and defeat the Third Prince, causing him to be completely defeated and Zhou Tian to lose face?
Of course I can’t figure these questions out now.
The main theme in the field now is that the Zhou Tianren, as the victors, begin to show their victorious attitude.
Before Zhao Chengfeng fired the arrow, he had a nervous look on his face, looking fiercely at Wu Rentuya, and even showed obvious hostility. The crowd in the stands, who wanted her to die immediately, now changed, and their eyes became friendly, full of comfort, and a little bit... Compassion, as well as bits and pieces of encouragement, not only showed the attitude of a victor, but also demonstrated the demeanor of a great nation in Zhou Tianren.
This is a humiliation for Urentuya.
She took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and closed her eyes. When everyone noticed her strange movements and made a fuss, she entered a state of selfless breathing.
She still wants to win.
I really want to win!
The next game was what she was best at, a three-shot martial arts test.
On the second floor, Xiaochan already understood, so when she saw that the subsequent scene in the martial arts arena became boring due to Wu Rentuya and Zhao Chengfeng's actions, she asked:
"The next round is called Shenlian. What is Shenlian?"
Holding Wei Huanchu's hand all the time, Princess Tongzhu showed no intention of letting go. After hearing this, she replied:
"It means connection. In the early years, the person participating in the connection fired one arrow in front, and the three arrows went out in succession. Now it has been improved by the four major academies and evolved into a flying target and three consecutive arrows."
"Compared to Byakuya, Shenlian has better eyesight, quick hands, and archery skills. Men are naturally stronger, but in this competition, there is no obvious advantage."
Xiaochan: "That's it."
The seventh princess looked at the two of them with a smile and asked, "Tongzhu, I heard that you plan to join the army?"
Hearing this, Tongzhu nodded solemnly: "To be honest with Seventh Aunt, if the Third Prince likes me, I wouldn't mind going directly to Beizhou to become the Third Sister-in-law of the Northern Army."
Xiaochan looked at her powerful physique, her eyes as big as tombs, and her face as big as a millstone. When she heard that the Third Prince fell in love with her, he almost lost his temper.
"Don't hold it back, just laugh if you want."
Xiaochan quickly looked towards the martial arts arena: "This is so boring. When will the second set start~"
Boring indeed.
First there was Wu Rentuya, and then there was Zhao Chengfeng. The next Bai Ya project was not seen at all, it was all just to make up the numbers. Even the little celebrity Zhang Jingzhong who made people exclaim that he was him, is now It also pales in comparison. Compared with the two, there is no difference at all from other ordinary students.
Therefore, whether it was the royal relatives on the second floor or the ordinary spectators in the stands, they all chose to relieve themselves and relax at this time.
And when the sun gradually became hotter and the wind gradually stopped, the martial arts flags on the martial arts field drooped down, and the boys and girls who finally completed the first round of martial arts competition finally ushered in the second round of martial arts competition - Shenlian.It was the same young man who appeared first last time.
He held a bow and shot arrows under great pressure.
Sure enough, he didn't even touch the edge of the target.
When he walked off the field dejectedly, he found that the person who picked him up was even more hopeless than he was.
……
The flying target is thrown at high altitude in the martial arts field, and the trajectory of each takeoff and landing is not fixed.
So much so that people in the stands and small buildings often moved their heads from left to right following the flying target.
But after watching for a long time, everyone found that this second round seemed to be too difficult for the college examination candidates. It was already good if someone could hit the target with one arrow, let alone three consecutive arrows.
And the record of the Senate Test was that all three arrows hit the center of the flying target, connected end to end, which is really incredible when you think about it.
No one is sure whether Wu Rentuya and Zhao Chengfeng can do it, but we have to wait and see because the time is up.
Urentuya opened his shining eyes at this time, walked out of the queue facing the sunshine and breeze, and picked up the standard bow and arrow prepared by Qingsong Academy.
At this point, the real drama finally begins.
The whole place was quiet. Although they were enemies, they would not do anything to interfere with the next work. This was Zhou Tian's character.
And there is another characteristic of Zhoutian people, that is, they are always eager to win.
Therefore, although Zhao Chengfeng's arrow has been recorded in history, everyone in the audience expected that he could still defeat Dahuang with this arrow.
Of course, it is still indispensable at this time. The whole audience expressed care, comfort, and encouragement to Urin Tuya in various ways, which demonstrated Zhou Tianqiang's sympathy for the so-called weak.
But they didn't know that it was their faces that made Urentuya full of fighting spirit!
……
"Hoo~!"
Taking a deep breath, Wu Rentuya, who was holding the bow, said that he was ready.
There was a roar in the distance of the shooting range, and a round flying target appeared in her pupils in a beautiful parabola, cutting through the sky.
Urentuya abandoned all distracting thoughts at this moment.
She moved her front and back legs apart, exerting obvious force, which stirred up some dust on the ground, but also squeezed through the toes of her shoes, exposing her toes.
Lowering her waist, backing up, bending the bow, and nocking an arrow, she shot an arrow without stopping. Her left hand continued to pick up arrows in the quiver and shoot them out. Her movements were smooth and flowing, with great rhythm and beauty.
Almost in the blink of an eye, three arrows flew into the sky.
The clusters of arrows rotating at high speed seemed to scratch the air until it caught fire, and an extremely unpleasant sound rang in people's ears.
"Zi"
Then, everyone saw that the three arrows flying into the sky were heading to the right one after another, three feet apart, and actually lined up in an orderly manner in the air, like wild geese returning south.
The flying target drew over at this time, with a heavy feeling, and happened to meet the first arrow cluster.
No doubt, hit the target.
But this arrow was very light, and the inertia of the flying target was not stopped, and it was still moving in a parabola, so three feet later, the second arrow came.
In mid-air, people only saw the first arrow and the second arrow connected end to end. Just when they thought this archery skill was amazing, the third arrow followed three feet behind.
"呲"
The third arrow penetrated the tails of the second arrow and the first arrow continuously, splitting the two arrows into two, and finally carried the arrow clusters of the first two arrows, filled the bullseye, and actually passed through.
The flying target with a leaky bullseye finally felt the power and fell to the ground, flopping and rolling on the ground.
The hearts of everyone in the audience also rose and fell.
Urentuya's skills in joining the art have reached perfection.
The so-called record before naturally no longer exists when three consecutive arrows penetrate it.
She responded to Zhao Chengfeng in the same way that Zhao Chengfeng penetrated the bull's-eye.
Of course, what’s more important is that everyone in the quiet audience now knows that even if the Third Prince’s archery skills are superb, the best he can do is exactly the same as Urentuya. There will be a draw but no win. Because it has reached the top, this result has no There is room for improvement.
……
On the second floor.
"It's really impossible to win, and it's hard to draw even."
Princess Tongzhu is not optimistic about Zhao Chengfeng, and the consultant is more concerned about his skills. Zhao Chengfeng’s previous arrow showed absolute power, but in terms of skills
It's not that she looks down on Zhao Chengfeng, but Dahuang has a blood advantage in archery skills.
Because they have been on horses since they were born, eating, sleeping, and hunting with arrows, this is their life.
Where is the third prince eating, sleeping, and hunting in a brothel?
He couldn't integrate this kind of archery skill into his blood, even if his previous performance exceeded everyone's expectations.
Therefore, in this aspect, Princess Tongzhu is infinitely optimistic about Urentuya.
Most of the other princesses on the second floor had the same view.
Princess Ningshu frowned.
Princess Qingyao seemed to have finally sorted out her prejudices. She also said: "I'm really not prejudiced. I really can't win this time."
After hearing her words, King Xian and King Cheng, who were not far away, looked at each other.
King Cheng actually asked: "One more round"
King Xian smiled: "I remand the Third Prince to win."
Chengwang was dumbfounded: "No, this can only be a draw at most. Do you bet on victory?"
King Xian stretched out a finger: "1 taels of gold, I really have to give it this time."
King Cheng smiled: "Seventh brother knows that I have been short of money recently~~!"
At this time, their views on the second floor were naturally also the views of the audience in the stands.
Whether it is the members of the Chengfeng Club, Zhugan and Holding Face, or students from the four major academies, they all understand that this battle will be a draw or a win.
But I don’t know why, when the third prince took over the long bow, why did he feel like he had a chance?
However, this achievement must be at its peak. You really can’t win, right?
Until they saw Zhao Chengfeng's gesture of drawing the bow, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience, which was strange.
……
In the sunshine and breeze, Zhao Chengfeng held a bow and arrow.
But for some reason, his arm holding three arrows with four fingers was twisted backwards on the bowstring, which looked extremely awkward.
His bow was pointed in the wrong direction, aiming to the right, but the flying targets should all have the same starting point, which is on the left. It is understandable to aim at the middle and make predictions. What does it mean to aim at the right?
"Third Prince, the flying target is on the left, don't aim at the right~!"
There was a reminder from Zhou Tianren in the stands directly in front.
But it seemed that the Third Prince just wanted to shoot the arrow like this, and he didn't pay any attention to it.
Don't wait for other people to remind you again, or make noise.
At this time, the flying target rose from the left side of Zhao Chengfeng in response to the sound, and was thrown into the sky just like before, shining brightly in the sunlight.
Almost at the same time, he drew the bowstring and released the arrow.
The arm that was twisting back shook, and continued to twist and shoot another one. In this way, all three arrow feathers flew into the sky in an instant.
But the arrows all went to the right.
But the flying target was soaring in the sky on the left.
How to meet?
As soon as the question popped up in their minds, everyone saw that the three arrows with airflow coming out of their tails in mid-air began to connect end to end. They did not separate in an orderly manner. Instead, because the arrows and arrow tails were in close contact, they seemed to blend into one arrow.
But so what?
The target was too far away from the three arrows in one.
From the point of view of speed, feeling, and prediction, it is impossible to meet them anyway.
So. What is this going on?
For at least five breaths, these same questions have arisen in people's minds.
But after five breaths, a sudden change shocked everyone's attention.
Cutting through the sky, the arrow feathers with the sound of sonic boom began to turn. It turned out that the arrow clusters and arrow shafts that could not be seen before were all spinning crazily in the air.
This three-in-one arrow began to draw an arc that was so exaggerated that it was almost a semicircle, like a rainbow that lasted for a hundred days, dragging the airflow at the tail end, which was extremely beautiful and shaped like a flying bird.
Everyone's heads followed the curved arrow from right to left, so they naturally saw the flying target flying in a parabola from left to right.
It all seems to be calculated.
In short, the upper and lower arcs of the archery target and the left and right arcs of arrows meet perfectly under the sun, and the picture is as beautiful as a painting.
Bullseye pierced, swirling and tumbling.
The arrows continued to rise into the sky without stopping.
People watching this scene were shocked and at a loss.
Those with a quick mind quickly understood the meaning of the picture in front of them.
Shooting arrows in the opposite direction and hitting the target, the three arrows still penetrated the bull's-eye. This was obviously ten thousand times more gorgeous than Urintuyana's three arrows.
When everyone in the audience didn't know how to win, the Third Prince told everyone in the audience to use the most difficult archery difficulty, use the arrow feathers to draw a huge arc beautifully, and use his uncanny ability to predict the target position. , use dazzling skills to condense this extremely beautiful picture to win, to win.
NATURE
Once again, everyone was shocked.
The world is afraid of silence again
Of course the second floor of the small building was also like this, and it was quieter for longer than last time.
But after all, there is always someone who wants to break the silence.
It was Princess Tongzhu. Her excited heart felt like it would jump out of her throat. Her trembling hand was still holding Wei Huanchu's hand. She exclaimed:
"He's so good at cumming~~!"
“I can still turn corners~~”
(End of this chapter)
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Only the dark clouds that covered the sun kept moving with the wind.
When the whole world ushered in the light again, the sound of gasping for air began to come one after another from the stands.
Although the images in everyone's eyes are from different angles, they are generally the same.
The special arrow feathers shattered on the ground looked miserable.
On the black target plate that had been pierced by an arrow, the small hole was still emitting a faint smoke.
The bow in the hand of the instigator Zhao Chengfeng was still trembling fiercely, and he seemed to be looking at the broken arrow feathers on the ground through the small hole. There was no expression on his face, whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.
This was the first impressive picture that many students from the four major academies would immediately think of when they mentioned the Third Prince.
In short
Today, the Third Prince lost his playful smile and cynicism, and the corners of his mouth had not yet returned to their usual height. He looked a little cold, and his temperament was inexplicably a little melancholy.
Therefore, after gasping for air, many men were still in shock, unable to cheer, and unable to believe the reality before them.
Many girls, whose brain circuits are different from those of men, came to their senses first.
“The Third Prince’s eyelashes are so long~~”
"His legs are long, too."
"I heard that he can grow anywhere."
Just as he was talking, the people who finally came to their senses began to cheer like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
Almost instantly, the entire Qingsong Academy martial arts arena seemed to start to tremble.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh" a young man started to scream.
"Broken, broken, broken record~~!"
"Win, win!"
"Third Prince, there is no shame, no shame~!"
No one in Zhou Tian wants to be stepped on by Dahuang.
But the appearance of Wu Rentuya today, just a few breaths ago, made all Zhoutian people in the martial arts arena feel that the soles of their shoes had come to their faces. They could even smell the earthy smell of the soles coming from the wilderness.
At such a moment, no one would expect the third prince of Dangbei Palace to be able to turn the tide. The reasons need not be elaborated.
But it was also at this moment that the Third Prince stood up and actually shot an arrow through the target, breaking the records of the four major academies in the college entrance exams, and defeating Uren Tuya, who was obviously a dimensionality reduction blow from the Qingyun Ranking.
In such a desperate counterattack, it was Zhou Tian who finally won. How could Zhou Tian's people not be inspired, inspired, or happy?
Moreover, while everyone was cheering, Zhao Chengfeng in the field looked at Urentuya with an expressionless look on his face.
didn't say anything.
But it's worth a thousand words.
"His eyes are so cold and I love him so much."
"Brother Wu Chengfeng, it is worthy of us to join you in becoming the enemy of the world~!"
"The prince is exactly the same as in the book. The radiance is so dazzling~~"
The girls in the Chengfeng Club were elated, and Yi Huiling and the little girl who always shouted "brother" had red eyes.
The little girl sobbed: "Brother Chengfeng is so impressive, we must work harder in the future~~!"
Hui Ling nodded heavily, and the two looked at each other, almost crying.
There was no way, the pressure was too great just now, so much that it almost suffocated them, and their faith almost collapsed.
And Zhao Chengfeng's performance not only allowed them to breathe again, but most importantly, it strengthened their love for the Third Prince.
The little girl even suddenly had a whim at this moment, thinking that the Chengfeng Club has a threshold. Everyone has the right to like the third prince Zhao Chengfeng. If you don't join the Chengfeng Club, everyone can have a nickname. Why not just call it 'Aifeng'? !
According to what she said, if people who like Zhao Chengfeng can be called Aifeng, then there are indeed several Aifeng among the princesses on the second floor.
"He, he, doesn't seem to be a waste."
"Not only is he not a waste, but he has broken the records of the four major courtyards. At least he is a genius in archery."
"It turns out that he hasn't taken action in public in the 16 years he has been in Beiting. It's not that he is incompetent, it's just that he doesn't need it at all."
Listening to these words, Princess Tie Ai Feng Ning Shu had a faint smile on her lips, but her chest was obviously still rising and falling, which revealed how nervous she was before.
But now, of course, needless to say, she even glanced at Princess Qingyao, her eyes obviously provocative, and asked: "Qingyao, how are you?"
Princess Qingyao, who had obviously disliked Zhao Chengfeng before, now looked complicated and silent.
Ning Shu actually said something very philosophical at this moment: "When people are silent, they are usually sorting out their prejudices."
The princesses were surprised when they heard this
Tongzhu Yile, whose ears were pricked up in the distance, said, "Ning Shu, this is interesting."
The little princess Wei Huanchu sitting next to her was frowning. She always felt that this arrow was a bit too powerful for the prince's age, so she decided to watch the next arrow more carefully.
Not far away at this time...
"Ahem, third brother, this is interesting."
King Xian looked at the scenes in the martial arts arena and felt a little embarrassed.
King Cheng, who was standing next to him, was a little confused about how to answer the question. After all, his seventh brother had previously advised him not to play such a big game and to be more realistic. He insisted on using the hunting ground as a bet.
Isn’t it a bit embarrassing to take it back now?
Isn’t it a bit embarrassing to pretend that it didn’t happen?
In recent days, due to the competition for the throne, King Cheng, who has been deliberately imitating the eldest prince Xian Wang in order to have a good reputation, couldn't help but think, what should the eldest brother do if he faces this scene?
So he figured it out, gritted his teeth, and pretended to be proud: "Seventh brother, as long as Zhou Tian wins, a mere hunting ground doesn't matter. I will personally offer it to you someday."
King Xian felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, but as a younger brother, I want to say a few words to Third Brother, so don't be angry."
King Cheng was secretly happy in his heart, but on the outside he naturally pretended to be calm and calm: "Seventh brother, I just say it doesn't matter."
King Xian sighed and said three words to his third brother: "Be yourself."
King Cheng's expression changed when he heard this.
King Xian stood beside him without moving, but put his arm on his brother's shoulder like he did when he was a child.
Fat Face and Zhugan were now putting their hands on each other's shoulders, looking at each other in the stands and shouting wildly, as if the two of them were about to kiss each other in the next moment.
The next moment, they didn't kiss, but Yong was too excited and bumped their foreheads against each other.
"Bang~~" After the collision, the two separated, and then they began to take a deep breath and turned to look at the martial arts field.
Zhugan: "What is Yinglong Academy? It depends on the future students of our Qingsong Academy~!"
Fat face: "Xiao Zhao is the most awesome~!"
"Is this Xiao Zhao?"
"He didn't always let us call him that."
"By the way, will we be able to straighten up and behave ourselves when we return to the academy?"
"I don't know, but if Xiao Zhao enrolls in school, as a senior brother, it's not too much for me to take care of him, right?"
"As Xiao Zhao, it's not enough for one senior brother to take care of him. Let's do it together."
……
I don't know how long it took before the roar of the mountains and the tsunami in the martial arts arena gradually subsided.
After the students from the four major academies got over their excitement, they discovered to their embarrassment that the person who made them so happy, proud, and even happy was Zhao Chengfeng, the third prince of Dangbei Palace who most of them disliked before.
As a result, many Zhoutian people who were overly excited came back and felt strange.
But this is not important. What is important is something that the smart man suddenly thought about with fear.
Why did Urentuya, who was on the Qingyun List, appear in the college examination?
Does Qingsong Academy know about this?
If they knew, why would they take this risk?
Do they know that the Third Prince has such strength?
Or was there someone deliberately arranging it to have Uren Tuya appear and defeat the Third Prince, causing him to be completely defeated and Zhou Tian to lose face?
Of course I can’t figure these questions out now.
The main theme in the field now is that the Zhou Tianren, as the victors, begin to show their victorious attitude.
Before Zhao Chengfeng fired the arrow, he had a nervous look on his face, looking fiercely at Wu Rentuya, and even showed obvious hostility. The crowd in the stands, who wanted her to die immediately, now changed, and their eyes became friendly, full of comfort, and a little bit... Compassion, as well as bits and pieces of encouragement, not only showed the attitude of a victor, but also demonstrated the demeanor of a great nation in Zhou Tianren.
This is a humiliation for Urentuya.
She took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and closed her eyes. When everyone noticed her strange movements and made a fuss, she entered a state of selfless breathing.
She still wants to win.
I really want to win!
The next game was what she was best at, a three-shot martial arts test.
On the second floor, Xiaochan already understood, so when she saw that the subsequent scene in the martial arts arena became boring due to Wu Rentuya and Zhao Chengfeng's actions, she asked:
"The next round is called Shenlian. What is Shenlian?"
Holding Wei Huanchu's hand all the time, Princess Tongzhu showed no intention of letting go. After hearing this, she replied:
"It means connection. In the early years, the person participating in the connection fired one arrow in front, and the three arrows went out in succession. Now it has been improved by the four major academies and evolved into a flying target and three consecutive arrows."
"Compared to Byakuya, Shenlian has better eyesight, quick hands, and archery skills. Men are naturally stronger, but in this competition, there is no obvious advantage."
Xiaochan: "That's it."
The seventh princess looked at the two of them with a smile and asked, "Tongzhu, I heard that you plan to join the army?"
Hearing this, Tongzhu nodded solemnly: "To be honest with Seventh Aunt, if the Third Prince likes me, I wouldn't mind going directly to Beizhou to become the Third Sister-in-law of the Northern Army."
Xiaochan looked at her powerful physique, her eyes as big as tombs, and her face as big as a millstone. When she heard that the Third Prince fell in love with her, he almost lost his temper.
"Don't hold it back, just laugh if you want."
Xiaochan quickly looked towards the martial arts arena: "This is so boring. When will the second set start~"
Boring indeed.
First there was Wu Rentuya, and then there was Zhao Chengfeng. The next Bai Ya project was not seen at all, it was all just to make up the numbers. Even the little celebrity Zhang Jingzhong who made people exclaim that he was him, is now It also pales in comparison. Compared with the two, there is no difference at all from other ordinary students.
Therefore, whether it was the royal relatives on the second floor or the ordinary spectators in the stands, they all chose to relieve themselves and relax at this time.
And when the sun gradually became hotter and the wind gradually stopped, the martial arts flags on the martial arts field drooped down, and the boys and girls who finally completed the first round of martial arts competition finally ushered in the second round of martial arts competition - Shenlian.It was the same young man who appeared first last time.
He held a bow and shot arrows under great pressure.
Sure enough, he didn't even touch the edge of the target.
When he walked off the field dejectedly, he found that the person who picked him up was even more hopeless than he was.
……
The flying target is thrown at high altitude in the martial arts field, and the trajectory of each takeoff and landing is not fixed.
So much so that people in the stands and small buildings often moved their heads from left to right following the flying target.
But after watching for a long time, everyone found that this second round seemed to be too difficult for the college examination candidates. It was already good if someone could hit the target with one arrow, let alone three consecutive arrows.
And the record of the Senate Test was that all three arrows hit the center of the flying target, connected end to end, which is really incredible when you think about it.
No one is sure whether Wu Rentuya and Zhao Chengfeng can do it, but we have to wait and see because the time is up.
Urentuya opened his shining eyes at this time, walked out of the queue facing the sunshine and breeze, and picked up the standard bow and arrow prepared by Qingsong Academy.
At this point, the real drama finally begins.
The whole place was quiet. Although they were enemies, they would not do anything to interfere with the next work. This was Zhou Tian's character.
And there is another characteristic of Zhoutian people, that is, they are always eager to win.
Therefore, although Zhao Chengfeng's arrow has been recorded in history, everyone in the audience expected that he could still defeat Dahuang with this arrow.
Of course, it is still indispensable at this time. The whole audience expressed care, comfort, and encouragement to Urin Tuya in various ways, which demonstrated Zhou Tianqiang's sympathy for the so-called weak.
But they didn't know that it was their faces that made Urentuya full of fighting spirit!
……
"Hoo~!"
Taking a deep breath, Wu Rentuya, who was holding the bow, said that he was ready.
There was a roar in the distance of the shooting range, and a round flying target appeared in her pupils in a beautiful parabola, cutting through the sky.
Urentuya abandoned all distracting thoughts at this moment.
She moved her front and back legs apart, exerting obvious force, which stirred up some dust on the ground, but also squeezed through the toes of her shoes, exposing her toes.
Lowering her waist, backing up, bending the bow, and nocking an arrow, she shot an arrow without stopping. Her left hand continued to pick up arrows in the quiver and shoot them out. Her movements were smooth and flowing, with great rhythm and beauty.
Almost in the blink of an eye, three arrows flew into the sky.
The clusters of arrows rotating at high speed seemed to scratch the air until it caught fire, and an extremely unpleasant sound rang in people's ears.
"Zi"
Then, everyone saw that the three arrows flying into the sky were heading to the right one after another, three feet apart, and actually lined up in an orderly manner in the air, like wild geese returning south.
The flying target drew over at this time, with a heavy feeling, and happened to meet the first arrow cluster.
No doubt, hit the target.
But this arrow was very light, and the inertia of the flying target was not stopped, and it was still moving in a parabola, so three feet later, the second arrow came.
In mid-air, people only saw the first arrow and the second arrow connected end to end. Just when they thought this archery skill was amazing, the third arrow followed three feet behind.
"呲"
The third arrow penetrated the tails of the second arrow and the first arrow continuously, splitting the two arrows into two, and finally carried the arrow clusters of the first two arrows, filled the bullseye, and actually passed through.
The flying target with a leaky bullseye finally felt the power and fell to the ground, flopping and rolling on the ground.
The hearts of everyone in the audience also rose and fell.
Urentuya's skills in joining the art have reached perfection.
The so-called record before naturally no longer exists when three consecutive arrows penetrate it.
She responded to Zhao Chengfeng in the same way that Zhao Chengfeng penetrated the bull's-eye.
Of course, what’s more important is that everyone in the quiet audience now knows that even if the Third Prince’s archery skills are superb, the best he can do is exactly the same as Urentuya. There will be a draw but no win. Because it has reached the top, this result has no There is room for improvement.
……
On the second floor.
"It's really impossible to win, and it's hard to draw even."
Princess Tongzhu is not optimistic about Zhao Chengfeng, and the consultant is more concerned about his skills. Zhao Chengfeng’s previous arrow showed absolute power, but in terms of skills
It's not that she looks down on Zhao Chengfeng, but Dahuang has a blood advantage in archery skills.
Because they have been on horses since they were born, eating, sleeping, and hunting with arrows, this is their life.
Where is the third prince eating, sleeping, and hunting in a brothel?
He couldn't integrate this kind of archery skill into his blood, even if his previous performance exceeded everyone's expectations.
Therefore, in this aspect, Princess Tongzhu is infinitely optimistic about Urentuya.
Most of the other princesses on the second floor had the same view.
Princess Ningshu frowned.
Princess Qingyao seemed to have finally sorted out her prejudices. She also said: "I'm really not prejudiced. I really can't win this time."
After hearing her words, King Xian and King Cheng, who were not far away, looked at each other.
King Cheng actually asked: "One more round"
King Xian smiled: "I remand the Third Prince to win."
Chengwang was dumbfounded: "No, this can only be a draw at most. Do you bet on victory?"
King Xian stretched out a finger: "1 taels of gold, I really have to give it this time."
King Cheng smiled: "Seventh brother knows that I have been short of money recently~~!"
At this time, their views on the second floor were naturally also the views of the audience in the stands.
Whether it is the members of the Chengfeng Club, Zhugan and Holding Face, or students from the four major academies, they all understand that this battle will be a draw or a win.
But I don’t know why, when the third prince took over the long bow, why did he feel like he had a chance?
However, this achievement must be at its peak. You really can’t win, right?
Until they saw Zhao Chengfeng's gesture of drawing the bow, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience, which was strange.
……
In the sunshine and breeze, Zhao Chengfeng held a bow and arrow.
But for some reason, his arm holding three arrows with four fingers was twisted backwards on the bowstring, which looked extremely awkward.
His bow was pointed in the wrong direction, aiming to the right, but the flying targets should all have the same starting point, which is on the left. It is understandable to aim at the middle and make predictions. What does it mean to aim at the right?
"Third Prince, the flying target is on the left, don't aim at the right~!"
There was a reminder from Zhou Tianren in the stands directly in front.
But it seemed that the Third Prince just wanted to shoot the arrow like this, and he didn't pay any attention to it.
Don't wait for other people to remind you again, or make noise.
At this time, the flying target rose from the left side of Zhao Chengfeng in response to the sound, and was thrown into the sky just like before, shining brightly in the sunlight.
Almost at the same time, he drew the bowstring and released the arrow.
The arm that was twisting back shook, and continued to twist and shoot another one. In this way, all three arrow feathers flew into the sky in an instant.
But the arrows all went to the right.
But the flying target was soaring in the sky on the left.
How to meet?
As soon as the question popped up in their minds, everyone saw that the three arrows with airflow coming out of their tails in mid-air began to connect end to end. They did not separate in an orderly manner. Instead, because the arrows and arrow tails were in close contact, they seemed to blend into one arrow.
But so what?
The target was too far away from the three arrows in one.
From the point of view of speed, feeling, and prediction, it is impossible to meet them anyway.
So. What is this going on?
For at least five breaths, these same questions have arisen in people's minds.
But after five breaths, a sudden change shocked everyone's attention.
Cutting through the sky, the arrow feathers with the sound of sonic boom began to turn. It turned out that the arrow clusters and arrow shafts that could not be seen before were all spinning crazily in the air.
This three-in-one arrow began to draw an arc that was so exaggerated that it was almost a semicircle, like a rainbow that lasted for a hundred days, dragging the airflow at the tail end, which was extremely beautiful and shaped like a flying bird.
Everyone's heads followed the curved arrow from right to left, so they naturally saw the flying target flying in a parabola from left to right.
It all seems to be calculated.
In short, the upper and lower arcs of the archery target and the left and right arcs of arrows meet perfectly under the sun, and the picture is as beautiful as a painting.
Bullseye pierced, swirling and tumbling.
The arrows continued to rise into the sky without stopping.
People watching this scene were shocked and at a loss.
Those with a quick mind quickly understood the meaning of the picture in front of them.
Shooting arrows in the opposite direction and hitting the target, the three arrows still penetrated the bull's-eye. This was obviously ten thousand times more gorgeous than Urintuyana's three arrows.
When everyone in the audience didn't know how to win, the Third Prince told everyone in the audience to use the most difficult archery difficulty, use the arrow feathers to draw a huge arc beautifully, and use his uncanny ability to predict the target position. , use dazzling skills to condense this extremely beautiful picture to win, to win.
NATURE
Once again, everyone was shocked.
The world is afraid of silence again
Of course the second floor of the small building was also like this, and it was quieter for longer than last time.
But after all, there is always someone who wants to break the silence.
It was Princess Tongzhu. Her excited heart felt like it would jump out of her throat. Her trembling hand was still holding Wei Huanchu's hand. She exclaimed:
"He's so good at cumming~~!"
“I can still turn corners~~”
(End of this chapter)
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