Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 304
The two horses staggered, and Fang Yiai held a steel gun in his hand. After a feint shot at Chang Sun Chong's chest, he stabbed at his throat instead.

Although Changsun Chong had been instructed by Li Jing, it was only the famous killing move of the Qin family gun, and Li Jing had never seen the other common moves. In addition, at this moment Fang Yiai cheered up, except for the fixed moves of the gun, There were also some small changes in personal consciousness. Although it was not enough to secure a victory over Chang Sun Chong, it barely reversed the defeat.

Pointing steel guns, iron rods, you come and go, the sound of fighting is endless, the two Xiliang war horses snorted from time to time, the rear molars bit the reins vigorously, and a lot of white foam appeared at the corners of their mouths, obviously they were beaten Very tired.

After thirty rounds, Fang Yiai and Changsun Chongjin were sweating profusely. They rode their horses and stood at both ends of the field, looking at each other with heaving chests, but neither of them had the intention of urging the horses forward.

Fang Yiai tightly held the steel gun in both hands, the jaws of the tiger were numb and hot. After several confrontations, the iron rod in Changsun Chong's hand went down with all his strength. The damage is serious.

Looking at Changsun Chong again, he wore a black short jacket with a few cuts here and there, and a bloodstain on the left side of his abdomen that was as long as a finger and a half was still oozing blood, obviously thanks to a steel gun.

With his eyes wide open, Chang Sun Chong cursed inwardly, "Aren't Qin's guns known for their toughness? Why is Fang Jun's marksmanship not only powerful, but also a bit cunning? It's like his mother's Luo's gun!"

Seeing that Chang Sun Chong was thinking, Fang Yiai sat on the saddle, stabilized the two guns on the saddle bridge with his hands a few times, and murmured: "Chang Sun Chong's eyebrow-level stick dance is impenetrable. I was about to hit his vitals, but I was still knocked aside by his iron rod, it seems that I need to outsmart him if I want to win!"

Thinking of performing a "seamless" fake fight with his third brother Cheng Chubi later, Fang Yiai took a deep breath, lightly tapped the horse's belly, and charged towards Hou Balin again with a steel gun in hand.

Pulling himself together, Changsun Chong gripped the eyebrow-qi stick tightly, tapped the tail of the war horse with the tail of the stick, and turned to meet Fang Yiai, who was "lingering".

The two horses staggered, and Fang Yiai replaced the two spears with a long spear, using the "Plum Blossom Distraction Point" in the Dragon Snake Spear spectrum. Although the long spear is not half as flexible as the two spears, it is better in terms of attack distance and strength. , holding a gun and repeatedly stabbing Changsun Chong's face, throat, and heart. Fang Yiai used this "half bottle" kung fu to force Changsun Chong to fight, and finally succeeded in leaving a wound on his shoulder and neck. A bloody hole the size of a quail egg.

Riding the horse and galloping wildly, Chang Sun Chong held the bloody hole on his left shoulder and cursed, "What the hell kind of marksmanship is this? Why didn't Master tell me? Could it be that Qin's second son passed the Luo's gun to Fang Yi'ai?"

Looking at the eldest Sun Chong who was pulling away in panic, the corners of Fang Yiai's mouth rose slightly, and the sternness in her eyes was fleeting, "In less than twenty rounds, you must be speechless. Want to go to the Golden Palace to sue? go!"

Although he thought so in his heart, given Fang Yiai's 1 guts, he would not dare to kill Changsun Chong. After all, this is the eldest son of Guanlong's Changsun family. Even if he signed the life and death document, killing him would be a complete blow. Forged a death feud with the Changsun family, and even the Guanlong nobles headed by the Changsun family may have a hostile attitude towards Fang Yiai, not to mention that he is the nephew of the Empress Changsun. Dashu had a rift and thought about the pros and cons. Although Fang Yiai was young and inexperienced, the joints were still identifiable.

Standing on the high wooden fence around the school grounds, through the half-covered bamboo hat, Fang Xuanling pulled on his robe tightly, and let out a "hey" from the bottom of his heart.

"Ai'er has grown up, grown up! To be able to win more than 50 rounds in Changsun Chong's hands, this is Li Yaoshi's direct disciple!"

"Huh? Changsun Chong has blood on his left shoulder. Did Aier hurt him? My good son! My good son! Hahaha!"

Due to a kind of test beside him, Fang Xuanling could only cheer for his son in his heart, and let out ecstatic laughter again and again, causing everyone around him to look sideways, and each of them looked suspiciously at this handsome man. Strange old test child.

"Judging from this old man's laughter, he is probably past his age. Look at his gray beard, it's really difficult for him."

"Why didn't I see this old man when I watched the competition just now? Could it be that he was the first to be eliminated?"

Just as everyone was guessing Fang Xuanling's identity, with an exclamation, everyone's eyes turned to Chang Sun Chong who was covered in cold sweat.

"Chang Sun Chong's left shoulder is injured!"

"Ah? Let me take a look! Mother, half of Chang Sun Chong's clothes are soaked in blood. Was it Fang Jun's beating?"

"Fang Jun didn't hit it, could it be you? Didn't you see that the steel gun in his hand is still bloody!"

"Is this the deserter son-in-law who came back from Yanmen Pass? Has he taken the Shiquan Dabu Wan? I heard that his brother is so good. Could it be that the leader of the list can really concoct this panacea for nourishing yin and strengthening yang?"

Everyone glanced at me and looked at Fang Jun with disbelief on their faces. Of course, Brother Luo Tong and Chai Shao, who knew Fang Yiai's pseudonym, were not among them.

Seeing that half of Chang Sun Chong's black bunt was stained with blood, Hou Balin clapped his hands and applauded. The resentment of being knocked down by Chang Sun Chong dissipated instantly, "Our eldest brother made the Luo family gun? Sixth brother, you hand over the Luo family gun big brother?"

Jianmei frowned slightly, Luo Tong was not willing to let the big brother lose face, he waved his hands again and again, "This is not our Luo family gun, but Ding Yanping's dragon and snake double guns, I have a few things I don't understand before, and I asked my brother for help. I have improved the disadvantages of double guns, and what I just used is the improved marksmanship."

It wasn't that Luo Tong intended to flatter Fang Yiai, but that Fang Yiai's strength in the martial arts competition under the moon that night completely convinced the young and energetic Duke of Yue, thinking that his martial arts were not inferior to his own. Ashina Tulu and Ashina Yingjie died at the hands of his eldest brother one after another. Luo Tong knew that if Fang Yiai hadn't been merciful that night, he might have reunited with Luo Cheng and his son by now.
Sitting on the saddle, looking at the grinning Chang Sun Chong, Fang Yiai's eyes wandered unsteadily. It is not difficult to kill Chang Sun Chong, and it is also very easy to kill him, but if he is not killed after a while, It is really difficult to find a way to speak. After all, swords have no eyes. No matter how well you point a steel gun, it is just a dead thing. A hundred martial arts champions are not enough to cover the crime.

Holding the iron rod in one hand, Chang Sun Chong stretched out his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat on his head, and cursed secretly: "Damn Fang Jun, what a traitor! He even learned the Luo family's marksmanship!"

Reaching out to tear off a piece of fabric, Changsun Chong used both hands and mouth, and after simply bandaging the injury on his left shoulder, he rushed towards Fang Yiai first.

Fang Yiai was quite surprised to see the elder Sun Chong rushing towards her. After a flash of disdain flashed in her eyes, she raised her gun and urged her horse to meet him.

"Is the eldest grandson insane? He has injuries and doesn't want to wait for work. How dare he go to fight with Fang Jun?"

"Crazy you, the injury on Changsun Chong's shoulder is not clear, the more blood bleeds, the less strength, don't wait to find Fang Jun to compete now, maybe wait until you lose too much blood and feel dizzy. Can't you go to fight?"

As soon as the discerning person's explanation came out, everyone suddenly realized, and looked at Fang Jun and the two with full expectation, hoping to use this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to secretly learn a few moves from Qin Qiong or Li Jing's true martial arts.

Frowning and looking at his son, Fang Xuanling couldn't help feeling anxious, "Although Ai'er hurt Chang Sun Chong, Chang Sun Chong's body is fine, don't kill him in a hurry, miss my Fang family Three generations of Congwen, finally a majestic general. God bless, God bless."

Just as Fang Xuanling expected, Changsun Chong, who was injured on his shoulder, came to this confrontation with the attitude that you die or I die. As soon as he met his face, the eyebrow-level stick in his hand immediately smashed towards Fang Yiai's face. Caring about the flaws in the moves, it was like a posture of exchanging lives for lives.

Seeing the nearly mad Elder Sun Chong fighting for his life, Fang Yi's heart froze, and he quickly raised his gun to parry. After resisting the brute force attack of Elder Sun Chong, the house concubine suddenly had a plan and turned to lie on the horse's back , holding the rein tightly with one hand, and completely lowered the other hand to drag the point gun to the ground, and quickly flew towards the side of the school field.

Seeing Fang Yiai walking forward with a gun, Changsun Chong was overjoyed, and mistakenly thought that Fang Yiai had been shaken out of internal injuries, so he didn't care about the rules of the competition, kicked the horse's belly with his toes, and chased after him with an iron rod in his hand. It never occurred to him that what Li Jing had said to him was that both Luo and Qin's marksmanship was used when they feigned defeat and retreated - returning the carbine.

(End of this chapter)