Please ask me to be the emperor

Zhang Shun understood what was going on as soon as he heard it. According to the physics he studied in later generations, he analyzed that holding a spear with his hand is a typical lever structure, because there is not much difference in the length of human arms. The longer the spear, the more strength it takes to hold it. The bigger. What's more, if the spear is extended too far, it will cause the spear head to shake and cause the copper coins to fall.

He secretly thought, this Ma Yingniang is also smart. Even though she has never learned the principle of leverage, she can still get a glimpse of it. What's more, she has excellent riding skills, so she has the opportunity to imitate such a miraculous method. So he immediately asked someone to find a nine-foot spear and give it to Ma Yingniang.

At this time, Chen Changzhen, who was originally very proud, saw Ma Yingniang riding out of the queue, and he couldn't help but asked in shock: "Who is this? Why is this person on the stage?"

"This is the sister of my subordinate Zhang Sanbai. She has superb riding skills and wants to compete with you in the first round!" Zhang Shun said with a smile.

"That's unreasonable! I saw that you were solicitous and thought you were a hero. But I never thought that you would find a woman to humiliate me! Do you really think that I am a clay Bodhisattva?" Chen Changzhen was furious.

"Don't be angry, Changzhi. It's not me who insults you. However, my men are in urgent need of talented people with strong martial arts skills like you, so I have no choice but to send this Ma Yingniang out. Don't underestimate this girl, her riding skills are extraordinary." Zhang Shun replied calmly.

"What's more, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Right and wrong can be known in a moment, so why are you in a hurry?"

After hearing this, Chen Changzhen suppressed his anger secretly, but his original good impression of him deteriorated.

But it was said that Ma Yingniang, dressed in red and on a black horse, stepped forward with a gun in hand. Her heroic appearance immediately won everyone's applause. Zhang Shun then placed the Chongzhen Tongbao on the head of Ma Yingniang's nine-foot spear. He saw that Ma Yingniang acted in accordance with the law and galloped back and forth before returning to Zhang Shun.

Zhang Shun looked at the tip of the gun and found that the copper coin had not moved at all. So Zhang Shun raised the copper coin again, which again won the admiration of everyone. Even Taoist Master Ma was so excited that he couldn't help but said to Chen Jindou and others: "My lord, his ability to recognize people and his ability to employ people are unparalleled in the world. He is a true Han talent of the Gaotang Sect."

This time, even Zhang Sanbai was convinced. He believed that his sister was only proficient in juggling and entertaining people with sex, which was not the right way. Who would have thought that his sister could actually have such abilities.

Chen Changzhen also didn't expect that someone under Zhang Shun could do it, and she was also a woman. Although she had some tricks, she had to admit that her ability was no less than his own. Chen Changzhen was arrogant and disdainful of pursuing the issue of the length of his lance. He was also dissatisfied with losing at the hands of a woman and was quite dissatisfied. Then he remembered the flaw in his previous boast: he originally meant that if someone among the three could do one of them, he would be considered a loser, but at that time he made a mistake and said, "These three can defeat me." So he said shamelessly : "Your Majesty has indeed many talents, how can this be considered a tie?"

"Shan!" Zhang Shun knew that he was dissatisfied and did not engage in a verbal argument with him. He just said, "Then how about we move on to the next competition?"

Chen Changzhen was worried that Ma Yingniang would play in the next game, so he thought in his mind: If I lose to a man, I have nothing to say; if I lose to a woman again, where will my face be? When other people met their old friends, they laughed at me, "What kind of hero is a woman who has been defeated by a woman?" But I had nothing to say.

Then he said: "This school ground is simple and there are no archery targets. How about shooting in the third competition?"

Zhang Shun was overjoyed when he heard this. In the end, Wukong has to take action to decide the outcome. Now if I can shoot a hard bow, I have general Zhang Sanbai under my command. Who can be afraid of him? He nodded in response.

Then Chen Changzhen said: "I practiced martial arts when I was young, and now I can fire a strong bow with one stone. There is no strong bow to fire here. I can find some war bows and fire them together."

After Zhang Shun listened to the music, he said, "No need to go to such trouble. How about you try this bow?" After saying this, he asked Zhang Sanbai to give him the three hundred kilogram strong bow he carried and let him draw it.

Chen Changzhen was shocked, but his expression was unclear, but he held the huge bow in his hand and tried to pull it many times. He suddenly shouted, like a thunderbolt exploding on a sunny day, and then pulled Zhang Sanbai's three hundred Jin long bow.

Suddenly, everyone was shocked and couldn't help but cheer. Zhang Shun and Zhang Sanbai looked at each other, surprised. Didn't this person say he could kill one stone? In the Ming Dynasty, one stone was a unit of volume. If it contained rice, it would be about a hundred catties. If it contained polished rice, it would be one hundred and fifty-three and a half catties. This man actually fired about one stone more than his boasted bow power.

Chen Changzhen opened the bow, his arms couldn't help but tremble a little, and he thought to himself: It seems that he has met a master this time. Sure enough, Zhang Sanbai took over and started it with ease. Chen Changzhen was originally a warrior, and he knew the difficulties, so he couldn't help but sigh: "How many talents do you have? I pride myself on my strength, but I can't compare with these two brothers! I wonder if we will have to compete in the third game?"

But Chen Changzhen was somewhat convinced and no longer arrogant. But Zhang Shun was determined to subdue this man, suppressed his arrogance, and said: "This game is not for betting, everyone is just here to have fun, okay?"

Chen Changzhen lost the second game, but he also wanted to win the game openly and earn some face for himself. So, he asked someone to carry out a hundred-jin sword that was used for weightlifting in the county. This type of broadsword is all in the style of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. This sword is used as a counterweight and the blade looks long and large. It is called the "Wuke Dao" and requires two people to lift it.

Chen Changzhen grabbed the knife with one hand, carried it and got on his horse. When the speed picks up, it starts galloping back and forth, flying left and right and dancing. The huge martial arts sword he danced was so powerful that others looked at him sideways and did not dare to get close.

After finishing his martial arts performance, he dropped his sword to the ground. He heard a loud noise and the sword plunged about a foot into the hard ground of the school grounds. Everyone changed their expressions and said: "The real Guan Gong is reincarnated!"

Chen Changzhen dismounted his horse in high spirits, looking like he was no one else. He knew that although Zhang Sanbai was very strong, there was still a difference between wielding a sword and drawing a bow. There was no way he would be able to do this without practicing.

"Good martial arts, good strength!" Zhang Shun praised a few words and then ordered Wukong, his most powerful general, to take action.

Who would have thought that this dead monkey would lose his chain at the critical moment. He walked up to him and whispered something to him: "Master, my grandson has never ridden a horse since he learned the scriptures from the West. The white dragon horse has always been the master's exclusive mount, and I have never been able to ride it."

"Wukong, aren't you Bima Wen?" Zhang Shun asked depressedly.

"Master, if you hit someone, don't slap him in the face, and if you expose someone, don't expose his shortcomings. If you say this, our master and disciple will have nothing to do!" The nine-foot-tall, huge monkey bared his teeth and threatened.

Because something suddenly happened, I'm sorry, dear reader, I can only post the chapter tonight later.