Chapter 272 The more you think about it, the more suspicious you are
Chapter 272
Yuwen Chengji's face immediately turned black. He wanted to shoot an arrow directly into this handsome face.
God is so powerful that he can produce miracles. Why are these words so offensive? Also, if I want to cum, what do you mean by mumbling next to me?
Referee, um, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why don’t you talk about him?
The referee Yang Guang immediately became happy and pointed at Yang Qian who was cheering for Yuwen Chengji.
"Stop messing around and step aside."
"I obey the decree." Yang Qian, a dignified and loyal minister of the Sui Dynasty, would naturally not go against the emperor's will.
He very obediently stepped aside and stood shoulder to shoulder with his biological father.
Seeing the resentful look cast by his father Yang Ning, Yang Qian touched his nose in embarrassment.
"Father, don't worry. The paper armor you designed has absolutely first-rate defense."
"Well..." Yang Ning covered her heart with her hand, slowly closed her eyes, and let out a long nasal sound.
Yes, this paper armor was designed and invented by me. The truth is this...
Does strong force produce miracles? Do I need strong force? Is it a scam?
Yu Wen Chengji stood about ten steps away from the wooden board. He was in a strange mood at this moment, or should be called suspicious.
"Why are you still standing there?" Yang Guang scolded angrily, finally waking up Yu Wen Chengji, who was in a state of excitement.
Yuwen Chengji closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then bowed, unstrung the arrow, and relaxed his fingers.
Under the powerful shot of Yu Wen Chengji, a warrior who had braved all three armies, the black eagle-feathered arrow turned into a black light and shot away, hitting the paper still dripping with porridge water.
First.
Then, as everyone expected, the carved feather arrow that was supposed to stably penetrate the paper and make the sound of snatching wood actually dropped slowly...
"???" Yuwen Chengji's eyes widened in disbelief. This, this is very unscientific.
With his own strength and the hard bow in his hand, how could such a result be possible?
Yang Ning, the ridiculously handsome old man, was also dumbfounded at this moment. He glanced at the paper armor and then at his own son Yang Qian beside him.
The shock in my heart is really difficult to express in words.
However, Yang Qian frowned and was very dissatisfied. After all, you are also the famous Dali brother in Qianniu Beishen. How could you do this? It's just like a fake.
Therefore, Yang Qian couldn't help but remind him again.
"It doesn't matter, General Yuwen. Keep working hard and work hard to achieve miracles. You can do it."
"..." Yuwen Chengji was so beaten that he was a little stunned. Before he could recover, Yang Qian's words were like pouring a spoonful of hot oil on a red-hot iron pot.
With a dark face, Yu Wen Chengji let out a low growl, drew his bow and arrow again, and the arrow screamed across the distance, and once again... struck the paper armor.
Feeling ashamed and angry, Yuwen Chengji fired his bow twice in succession, and two more carved feather arrows accurately hit the paper armor.
However, although these three arrows were indeed stabbed firmly into the paper armor, the sound of grabbing wood that everyone expected did not appear.
Yang Guang, who was already sitting on the couch, really couldn't sit still at this time.
Swinging his sleeves, he walked towards the erected wooden board. The two Senniu Bishen standing on the board stared directly at the sticky paper armor, which made them feel uncomfortable no matter how they looked at it.
But it was this thing that prevented Yuwen Chengji's several arrows from piercing the wood.
Yang Guang stepped forward and took a look, then simply stretched out his hand and pulled out an arrow.
The arrow only penetrated three points, which meant that the paper armor had successfully defended against the hard bow.
"..."
Yang Guang's eyes were looking straight at the paper armor that still exuded the scent of corn porridge, and his emotions were extremely complicated.
I thought about the day when I, the mighty Emperor of the Sui Dynasty, would lead a group of soldiers wearing paper armor that smelled like corn porridge.
Walking on the streets of Dongdu with steps like disowning relatives.
Yang Guang suspected that although no assassin might dare to show up, Yang Guang felt that hungry wild dogs throughout the East would probably show up...
The more he thought about that scene, the more he doubted his life. Yang Guang quickly shook his head. "Little Yang Qing..."
"I'm here." Yang Qian quickly took a few steps, then stood beside Yang Guang and replied respectfully.
"You mean, this thing can withstand knives and axes?" Yang Guang poked the paper armor with the carved feather arrow in his hand. He didn't want to use his hands, and the sticky feeling would definitely not be good.
"I don't know about the axe, but if you can protect yourself from the knife, there will definitely be no problem."
Yang Qian became more confident since he saw the strong man Yuwen Chengji's almost broken expression. "By the way, General Yuwen, how about you come?"
Come? Or not? Look at Yang Qian’s handsome face with white teeth and red lips, and a harmless and innocent smile.
Yuwen Chengji felt that his bad temper was almost unbearable. If the emperor wasn't nearby, he really wanted to shoot an arrow and pierce the face that made him upset.
When Yang Guang turned around, he happened to see Yu Wen Chengji's ferocious face, which was full of smoke, and then glanced at Yang Qian, who was smiling with a harmless expression.
I couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. This little guy was quite noisy.
Yang Qian saw Yu Wen Chengji's lungs about to burst with anger, and saw the strange look from Emperor Yang Guang, but he did not forget the business.
"Your Majesty, in order to facilitate your Majesty and the princes to see the comparison between paper armor and iron armor, I think it is best to take another iron armor for testing."
"Okay, come here, go get a piece of armor." Yang Guangshen nodded in agreement and ordered.
Not long after, an iron armor was also placed in the pavilion, and the paper armor that was originally standing was also placed flat on the ground.
"Who will try?" Yang Guang glanced at Yuwen Chengji, who had a dark face and stood silent for a long time. His eyes changed...
"Your Majesty, why don't you let me give it a try?" Yang Xuangan stroked his long beard and stood out from the crowd. This tall and tall Duke of Chu was also a veteran general of the Sui Dynasty.
He also held a high position, so as soon as he took action, the few Senniu Preparations who were originally hesitant to step forward had no choice but to retreat honestly.
Yang Guang turned his head, couldn't help but smile, took two steps back, raised his hand to signal.
"Oh? Yang Qing, you also want to try your skills. It's okay, but I haven't seen Yang Qing do it in person for a long time."
"I am also very curious about the paper that usually breaks when I poke it, and the porridge and water that are obviously used to satisfy my hunger.
How come in the hands of Principal Yang, it turned into an armor that can resist the penetration of arrows."
Yang Xuangan first saluted Yang Guang, and then waved to Qianniu Beishen beside him, asking him to take out the long sword from its sheath, take it in his hand, and make a sword flower.
Then he let out a low roar, and the sword flashed like snow, straight down, and saw sparks flying from the iron armor placed on the wooden board.
Lifting the sword, several pieces of the flat iron armor were already cracked or deformed, which showed the power of Yang Xuangan's sword.
"Good sword, good armor." Yang Xuangan looked at the long sword in his hand. The blade was still bright, but there were some small chips.
"Next we have to see if Principal Yang's paper armor can stop me from this attack." Before he finished speaking, Yang Xuangan exerted slight force on his toes and his body floated into the air.
Then he swung his big arm, and the sword light swept across his whole body, slashing towards the paper armor spread out on the wooden board with great determination...
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