Early the next morning, the admission list for the "Martial Arts Examination" was posted.
From the 11th place to the 50th place, the ranking, name, place of origin, etc. are all marked in detail.
As for the top ten, they still only have their names and places of origin, and no ranking. They are only given the title of "Disciple of the Emperor" as a special case.
Guo Mo did not look at this list, nor did he inquire about any information about the list.
In his heart, he wanted to keep this "mystery" until the end.
Today, in front of the "Five Phoenix Tower", we compete for the "Martial Arts" Three Tripods.
The official family will lead the civil and military officials to appear on the "Five Phoenix Tower" and allow the people to watch.
As soon as the news came out, the competition, which was supposed to have just started, was already packed with people two hours in advance.
In the weather of the twelfth lunar month, you can see a cloud of white mist even if you go out with a breath, and everyone still enjoys it despite the cold wind.
Today's competition is the final competition of "Martial Arts". Individuals are allowed to bring their own weapons and horses to maximize their advantages, but they must be inspected and registered in advance.
Guo Mo and Lu Guanying both entered the top ten.
Guo Mo's selection is a matter of course. The gap between him and everyone else is too big, and it is completely a dimensionality reduction attack.
Lu Guanying, there is nothing to say about horse fighting. His horse is fast and his gun is quick, his "Yang family's marksmanship" is becoming more and more proficient, and his internal strength cultivation is considered a master in front of these people.
Strategy theory was also influenced by Guo Mo. "Wu Mu's Suicide Note" has always been one of the textbooks for them to study military strategy in "Yuying Hall".
Bows and arrows can only be considered average. It is probably the outstanding performance of the other two items that has improved the overall ranking.
Since there is no need to leave the city today, the "martial arts" competition has just started, so just arrive half an hour in advance to register.
The two of them didn't have to rush for time, so they had a leisurely breakfast and chatted for a while with Lu Chengfeng and Nan Xiren.
In the finals, Lu Chengfeng and Nan Xiren decided to go to the scene to watch.
At a quarter of the hour, the four of them mounted their horses and headed towards the Five Phoenix Tower.
I thought there would be people coming to watch, but I didn’t expect so many people to come.
Fortunately, among the four of them, two of them have certificates of participation, and the other two are directly from the "Imperial City Division" responsible for maintaining public security.
Even so, it still took some effort to get into the infield.
Lu Chengfeng and Nan Xiren could only watch from outside the cordon.
After Guo Mo and Lu Guanying were identified, they were taken to the waiting area.
There are only ten people left to enter today's assessment.
Everyone is given a separate rest area where they can sit, drink water and rest, and there are actually some fruits on display.
The number of people was small and they were not far away, so Guo Mo couldn't help but look at the others.
It seemed that, except for him and Lu Guanying, most of the remaining people were from the military.
It seems that the people among the people are not very skilled in military strategy and horse fighting. Compared with the generals in the army, they are still a little behind.
Because those in the military have stricter requirements for participating, and are limited to those under thirty years old, so all those present were young people.
There is only one person who Guo Mo has some impression of, and that is the person who was directly promoted to the third round with a bye.
Looking at the vicissitudes of life on his face, especially the scar, Guo Mo even wondered whether the fine tradition of modifying age started in this era?
Among the other few people, five big and three thick rough guys barely accounted for half. It seemed that more people were people with great strategies.
At the right time, the examiner announced the rules for today's competition.
In front of the "Five Phoenix Tower", three competitions can be held at the same time. Each person receives a number plate, from one to ten. The competition is divided into two rounds.
first round:
The person who draws numbers 1, 2, and 3 goes on the field first and occupies three spaces respectively. The others come on the field and choose their opponents at will.
Each match is limited to two quarters of an hour. The winner within the time limit is the winner and the loser is the loser. If there is a tie, the match will be invalid.
Only those who defeat five opponents in total can advance to the next round and do not need to play again.
Those who fail five times in total will not be allowed to enter the next round and will not be allowed to play again.
Every time a victory is won, the interval is at most one cup of tea, and an opponent must compete on the field.
Each two people can only fight once in the first round.
The three people who are the first to defeat five opponents are the Three Tripods of this "Martial Arts Competition".
second round:
In the Three Cauldrons, three people compete with the other two.
The one who wins two games in a row will be the top pick;
The one with one win and one loss will be ranked second;
The one who loses both battles will be crowned the winner.
If there is a win and a loss, there will be a play-off.
After the rules were announced, the ten players were all thinking about it.
This key point is in the first round. Not only do you have to rely on your own judgment and choose your opponent well, but you also have to grasp the time.
Those who cannot win within two quarters of an hour, or cannot be the first among the top three to complete five wins, will not be able to become the top three.
Guo Mo actually drew the third number, so he had to mount his horse, draw his gun, and enter the venue first.
The two people who played at the same time as him each occupied a corner. The three venues were formed into a glyph and were as far apart as possible.
In a short time, Guo Mo waited for his first opponent.
"My Excellency Lei Peng, come and learn from me."
The person who came was a burly man, with a face as tough as iron, translucent in black, translucent in bright, and a black steel beard pierced under his chin, like a steel needle or an iron wire, and he made a loud sound when he opened his mouth.
Wearing a green coat, with a big black horse on his hip, and carrying a big iron gun with a number in his hand, you can tell at a glance that this man is a fierce general in the army.
"I'm Guo Mo, please enlighten me."
Guo Mo also immediately cupped his fists and saluted.
The two stopped talking to each other and just fought together.
This Lei Peng's martial arts is the strongest among all the opponents Guo Mo has encountered since he participated in the "Martial Arts Competition".
Based on Guo Mo's judgment, Lu Guanying would not be his opponent in a horse fight.
A big iron gun flew up and down, looking for Guo Mo's iron gun. As more than ten rounds passed, this man was still angry and his expression did not change. It seemed that he was a man of both internal and external qualities.
Speaking of weaknesses, it's that his marksmanship is a bit too ordinary, and his speed isn't fast enough.
After the fight reached more than 20 people, Guo Mo took advantage of the opportunity of the two horses to step on each other, and withdrew his gun, grasped it, and gave Lei Peng a gentle push on his back.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course Guo Mo will not do anything heavy-handed. After all, he is a talented person in the military.
Lei Peng's body swayed and he lost his balance.
He wanted to rely on his skillful equestrian skills to adjust back, but he didn't expect that Guo Mo's push just now contained hidden strength. Due to his misjudgment, Lei Peng actually fell off the horse.
Some people may mount their horses and fight again, or directly choose to fight on foot.
But Lei Peng knew that his opponent had shown mercy just now and did not want to hurt him.
He poked the iron gun into the ground and made fists with both hands.
"Thank you for your respect, please be merciful."
"I accept it—" Guo Mo also returned the gesture.
It took less than a quarter of an hour to achieve the first victory.
"Who is coming to fight?" Guo Mo asked towards the waiting area.
At this time, Lu Guanying had also appeared first and was in the middle of the battle.
He knows Guo Mo's strength. If he starts to attack fiercely, he will soon create a winning streak.
According to the rules of the game, the court cannot be left empty for too long. I have to sit down there. Isn’t that making me feel uncomfortable?
As soon as Guo Mo came on the stage, he also held a horse and a gun, and directly chose the No. 1 player to fight.
The other two games are still in competition. Apart from Lei Peng, who has been on the court, there are four people left in the waiting area.
One of them, who wielded the Santing machete, couldn't help it when no one answered.
He picked up his sword and mounted his horse, and came to Guo Mo's horse.
"Boy, are you quite opportunistic? A certain Zhang Ce has come to meet you."
Zhang Ce didn't wait for Guo Mo to answer, and started chopping with his knife.
Guo Mo waved his iron gun and fought back.
When he really got started, Guo Mo found that this person's martial arts skills were acceptable, but he still couldn't keep up with Lei Peng just now.
After only 15 or 16 encounters, Guo Mo used the "Spiritual Snake Spitting Letter" move, pointed his spear at the back of Zhang Ce's sword, and executed the "twist" technique.
Zhang Ce lost control of his sword and was knocked off his horse.
Zhang Ce blushed, dismounted, picked up the machete, and returned to the waiting area defeated.
Everyone outside the court was in an uproar. In other venues, there was no winner or loser, but here Guo Mo had already won two games in a row.
"Who is coming to fight?" Guo Mo asked again towards the waiting area.
At this time, the winners and losers were also determined in another field, and the person who was drawn No. 2 was knocked off his horse by the challenger.
"Meng Gong wins——"
Somebody outside the venue shouted loudly.
Hearing the name, Guo Mo smiled slightly. It seemed that this "military exercise" was a worthwhile trip for him.
Guo Mo stopped his horse and turned to look at the field. A young man in white robe was holding the "Golden Nail Zaoyang" upside down. He didn't understand how his body could get such strength?
"A certain Li Geng came to ask for advice!"
Guo Mo was looking at Meng Gong when a voice sounded in his ear.
"I'm Guo Mo, please enlighten me."
After more than a dozen meetings, Guo Mo won the third victory.
"Who will fight?"
When Guo Mo's voice reached the waiting area again, everyone stopped answering for a while.
"I come--"
It was Meng Gong's men who lost to Meng Gong at the last moment after fighting fiercely for nearly two quarters of an hour.
I saw that the other party had rested for a while, was not injured, and had an iron gun in his hand.
Only then did Guo Mo discover that this person was the only person who had a bye to advance.
"I'm Guo Mo, please enlighten me."
"My dear Qin Ju, please give me some advice."
"Qin Ju"? Guo Mo's eyes widened.
This is another familiar name. This man was somewhat famous among the military generals of the Southern Song Dynasty. He was also an out-and-out patriotic general, and he eventually died on the battlefield.
The key is that this person's ancestor is more famous.
His grandfather Qin Xi, whose real surname was Wang, later became a foster father, the infamous Qin Hui in history.
This Qin Ju was known as the great-grandson of a treacherous minister throughout his life, but he was kind-hearted in nature and was both civil and military.
Determined to serve the country, even if he is only a general judge, he will do his best and be able to lead troops.
Seeing the other party's surprise when he heard his name, Qin Ju thought that Guo Mo had also heard of him, and felt contempt after knowing that he was Qin Hui.
Qin Ju sighed secretly in his heart, but did not argue, as if he had become accustomed to it.
Guo Mo keenly caught the loneliness on Qin Ju's face, knowing that the other party would misunderstand, so he hurriedly clasped his fists and said.
"Brother Qin, don't be surprised. Just now, when I heard Brother Qin's name and thought of Brother Qin's generous deeds, I couldn't help but be distracted for a moment. I hope Brother Qin can forgive me."
Guo Mo said it sincerely. He was thinking of Qin Ju in another time and space, as if this year, who was outnumbered and died on the battlefield.
Qin Ju, who was already thirty years old, was stunned, but he still saw the sincerity in Guo Mo's eyes and knew that the other party was not sarcastic or perfunctory.
"The school field is the battlefield. Brother Guo, let's watch the moves."
Qin Ju's marksmanship is somewhat interesting, he is neutral and peaceful, but also cunning and ruthless.
When he got excited about killing, the scar on his face became more eye-catching, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.
This must be someone who has been rolled three times in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Can he have such murderous intent?
"You used the 'Huyan Spear Technique'?"
After more than a dozen interviews, Qin Ju suddenly asked.
As expected of a wealthy family, even if it declines, its knowledge is unparalleled.
Seeing that Guo Mo couldn't be defeated, Qin Ju changed his moves and another set of marksmanship, like a strong wind and rain, coming towards his face.
Qin Ju had amazing moves and rich experience in actual combat, but it was a pity that he met Guo Mo.
After thirty encounters, Qin Ju fired a shot at Guo Mo's throat, Guo Mo tilted his head and dodged sideways.
He reached out with his left hand and grabbed Qin Ju's gun. After a struggle with one hand, he actually snatched the big gun away.
Qin Ju's hands were empty and trembled slightly. His hands were shaken open by a force coming from the big gun.
"Brother Guo is so capable, Qin is willing to fall short."
Qin Ju was different from ordinary generals before. He was a man who had seen the world.
Just from what Guo Mo said just now, he knew that this person was not only great at horseback kung fu, but he was also probably at the peak of his other kung fu.
Guo Mo returned the big iron gun and said "acceptance".
"Wow, four wins in a row——"
There was a lot of noise from people watching the excitement around.
At this time, just one hour had passed.
Changes have also taken place on the field. Meng Gong has won two battles in a row and is competing against the third team.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lu Guanying won for a while, but lost to a young man who used a gun in the second group. He was younger than Lu Guanying, and he didn't look like he was in the military.
The person he is fighting with is none other than Lei Peng from before, so there should be no problem in taking him down this time.
"Who will fight?"
Guo Mo didn't shout so loudly this time, and people in the waiting area could still hear him clearly.
A young young player looked at the other two matches on the court, then looked at Guo Mo, gritted his teeth, and mounted his horse with a gun in hand.
"Who is coming?"
"A certain Wang Jian came here to ask for advice."
"Wang Jian? Haha, let me tell you, even Meng Gong is here, how can Wang Jian, who is also in the 'Loyal and Shun Army', not come." Guo Mo felt happy.
If Meng Gong is a generation of handsome men, this Wang Jian must also be a generation of famous generals. The two of them joined hands to destroy the Jin Dynasty and fight against the Mongols. They were both men who frightened the enemy generals.
It is a pity that during the decline of the Song Dynasty at that time, the weak generals were defeated by the enemy, and the strong generals were defeated by their own people.
To be honest, at this time, Wang Jian's military and martial arts had not reached his personal peak, and in terms of marksmanship, he might not be Qin Ju's opponent.
It's just that Qin Ju died young, but Wang Jian lived to be sixty-six years old and fought on the battlefield for decades more than Qin Ju. His record and achievements were naturally far superior to Qin Ju's.
After more than 20 rounds, Wang Jian was defeated and Guo Mo was awarded the title of Third Tripod.
"OK--"
Everyone outside the venue, whether they knew him or not, shouted loudly.
Guo Mo also drove the yellow gelding, holding the iron gun high, and slowly circled the field to accept everyone's cheers.
Guo Mo deliberately made such a high-profile statement just to arouse the martial arts among the people.
"This brat loves to show off so much." The official standing on the tower murmured.
The old lady who was waiting on the side listened and did not dare to say anything happy, so she whispered into the official's ear.
"Everyone, those arrangements of yours are probably of no use. The gap between these people here and the young master is huge."
Guo Mo returned to the waiting area, and the examiner hurriedly ordered two more people to occupy Guo Mo's original space.
Except for Guo Mo, everyone else's progress is considered normal.
There have been several battles, and within two quarters of an hour, it was impossible to tell the winner or loser.
An hour later, Meng Gong also won five games and became the second person to win the title of Three Tripods.
He had two battles, both of which were decided when time was running out.
One was against Qin Ju, and the other was against Lu Guanying.
There are still six people in the field, fighting each other.
Among them, Wang Jian and the young player who defeated Lu Guanying have both achieved four victories.
The competition for the last seat in the Three Tripods has become fierce.
At this time, Wang Jian's opponent was Lu Guanying, while the young general's opponent was Qin Ju.
Wang Jian's horse fighting skills are comparable to Lu Guanying's, but he has more practical combat experience than Lu Guanying.
Lu Guanying's "Yang Family Marksmanship" is even better.
The two fought so hard that they both lost track of time until a gong sounded nearby.
Only then did the two of them realize that the half day's work had been in vain. Two quarters of an hour had passed and no one had defeated the other.
The battle in another area also entered a fever pitch.
Guo Mo finally had time to observe this young player carefully.
I saw this guy's marksmanship, his movements are simple, he can control the enemy with one move, and he can kill with one blow.
Attacks include stab, poke, point, sweep, and pick;
Defense includes grid, dial, frame, block, and flow.
Integrate defense and offense into one, and complete offense and defense at once.
Lead the attack during defense, and set up defenses during attack so that the enemy has no chance to fight back.
"Forget it, this marksmanship is not under the 'Yang Family Marksmanship' and the 'Huyan Marksmanship', who is this guy?" Guo Mo was thinking.
Suddenly, it seemed that the young general had not grasped the strength well and used a unique move called "Desert Smoke", which viciously knocked Qin Ju off his horse.
Qin Ju took advantage of the situation and turned over, sitting up, with a ferocious look on his face, telling the story of the ferocity of the shot just now.
Just when everyone thought that this young general had successfully been promoted to the Three Tripods and should be waving in celebration.
But I saw that this man did not put away the big gun, but stepped forward on his horse, holding the gun in both hands.
Facing Qin Ju on the ground, he stabbed "the sun sets over the long river" when he was distracted.