Seeing the arrows flying high in the sky, Yao Gong Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and then his fighting spirit became high:
"The Holy Master's talent in the art of smashing arrows is amazing. Even someone who has practiced for many years is not as good as your sudden enlightenment on the path of arrows."
Zhang Yutang was holding an ordinary bow. It was dark and had nothing outstanding about it. The bow was mottled. You can imagine how many people had used this bow to practice archery.
"Brother Ziyu, you are exaggerating. I once practiced swordsmanship, and the art of sword dancing is connected with archery, so I happened to understand the realm of the unity of man and bow."
"The victory this time was just a fluke."
"Holy Master, there is no need to comfort me. No matter how we win, we still win."
Yao Gong Ziyu smiled and said:
"I, Ziyu, still have some tolerance for victory or defeat. Without it, I wouldn't dare to be called a demon archer by relying on the bow in my hand."
"Besides, we still have two games left to compete, and we still don't know who will win."
"Okay, let's start the second game."
Touching the bow in his hand, Zhang Yutang's blood was boiling in his chest. The arrow he just shot flew like a divine rainbow, giving him a very different feeling, as if he had the feeling of sword control.
"The ancients said that the flying sword can take the head of a person from thousands of miles away. This is quite similar to the art of archery. It can reach the same goal through different paths."
"Perhaps, I can understand the sword-controlling technique from the art of archery. There are two methods of sword-controlling: using the god to control the sword and using the air to control the sword. My soul is extremely powerful, and I may not be able to use the god to control the sword.
, kill the enemy."
Chi Chi Chi Chi…
A group of sparrows flew up from around the martial arts arena, and the sky was full of sparrows dancing in the sky, chirping, and making chirping sounds, creating a commotion.
"Okay, it's you."
Yao Gong Ziyu bent his bow and shot an arrow. Three arrows were placed on a bowstring.
One bow and three arrows!
Bah, bah, bah!
After three crisp sounds, the white-feathered arrows flew across the sky, like three silver rays of light.
Every arrow kills two birds with one stone.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Three arrows fell to the ground almost at the same time. There were two sparrows on each arrow. They penetrated the neck, blood oozed out, and the arrows were stained red.
Bang bang bang!
Seeing Yao Gong Ziyu's wonderful archery skills, Zhang Yutang couldn't help but applaud:
"One bow with three arrows, one arrow with two eagles, so good, so amazing."
"There is no need to compete in this match. I am no match. I can shoot at most one arrow with one bow."
"But once this arrow of mine is shot, it will definitely chase the soul."
Zhang Yutang grasped the intention of his arrow very accurately. His arrow came from the sword intention of the Great Invisible Destruction Sword Qi, and was full of destruction and destruction.
One arrow shot out, destroying all hope.
"The Holy Master really doesn't want to try?"
Yao Gong Ziyu stared at Zhang Yutang with bright eyes:
"It's impossible to say that the Saint Master can fire three arrows with one bow, or even four or five arrows."
“It’s really hard work but not enough power.”
Zhang Yutang smiled and said:
"If I can really achieve one bow with three arrows and two birds with one stone, I will never give up easily."
"Okay, now let's compete in the third game, free shooting, which is also the most intense and cruel archery competition."
"There is only one rule in the game, and that is whoever is shot by the opponent first, loses."
"What do the Saints think of this rule?"
Zhang Yutang smiled lightly and said:
"We are all scholars. We are just competing in archery. Who wins and who loses? What does it matter?"
"Hahaha……"
Fang Ruyu laughed loudly, said nothing, and got on top of a splendid horse. The horse was all the same color, as dark as satin, and so black that it shone brightly.
"Holy Master, please mount your horse and let's begin."
"good."
Zhang Yutang got on his horse, and the two of them looked at each other. They each raised their horses and stepped back 200 steps. At the same time, his eyes lit up. He moved very quickly and bowed and strung his bow, almost in an instant and at the same time.
Bo! Bo!
The two arrows left the string at the same time and shot forward.
Bang!
The arrows met in mid-air, and the arrow tips collided. Ziyu's arrow was pierced by Zhang Yutang's arrow on the spot. The force did not decrease, and it hit Fang Ruyu's head.
Bo!
Fang Ruyu turned her head aside, pulled out three arrows from the quiver on her back, and aimed three arrows at Zhang Yutang's upper, middle, and lower paths, leaving him with nowhere to go to the sky or to the earth.
"Good arrow!"
Zhang Yutang pinched the horse under him, leaned back slightly, and dodged an arrow above his head. The bow in his hand shot an arrow almost at the same time, directly catching the second arrow that flew towards him.
The two arrows met in the air, and the square-shaped arrows shattered into pieces.
Now all that's left is the arrow on the bottom path.
Looking at the flying arrow, Zhang Yutang's face changed color slightly.
The vitality of the whole body was flowing, and the eyes were quick and the hands were quick. He lay down, pointed the bow in his hand at the arrow, and gently plucked the string. The flying arrow hit the string and was directly bounced out.
"What a speed!"
Yao Gong Ziyu looked at the two flying arrows, quickly put three arrows on the string, and shot them out, the arrow tips colliding in the air.
Two arrows were exchanged for one to offset Zhang Yutang's arrow.
At this time, another arrow from Zhang Yutang came through the air and lifted up Ziyu's hair bun.
"I lost."
On the horse, Ziyu's hair was disheveled. He combed it with his hands and looked up to the sky and laughed:
"This is the first time in so many years that I have failed in archery. I failed well. I failed well. Only when I failed did I know that there is still room for improvement in my archery."
After jumping off the horse, Ziyu raised his hands to Zhang Yutang:
"Thank you, Holy Master, for your guidance. I'm going down now."
Zhang Yutang waved his hand slightly:
"Brother Ziyu, I won't send it away."
…
Matchmaker Li took Doctor Xu's money, went to the street, had a delicious meal, wiped the greasy corners of her mouth, and walked towards Wu Renjie's home with one step at a time.
Wu Renjie is the president of the Three Emperors Patriarch Association. Originally, his son Wu Renxiong also passed the Qiantang Scholar Examination. However, the fraud in the examination room was exposed, Chen Lun died, and Wu Renxiong's scholar status was also revoked.
Even in order to protect the family's reputation... cruelly, Wu Renjie kicked Wu Renxiong out of the Wu family and claimed to the public that he had severed the relationship between father and son.
In the current Wu family, Wu Renjie has only one daughter, Wu Yulian.
If anyone can marry Wu Yulian, it will be equivalent to inheriting Wu Renjie's vast wealth.
Wu Renjie also wanted to find a good family for his daughter. At first, when he saw that Baoan Tang had been granted the title of Renxin Medical Center by the current emperor, and that Xu Xian was a scholar, he enthusiastically attracted her.
Unexpectedly, five years later, Xu Xian passed the second major exam and was still a scholar. Wu Renjie became a little cold-hearted until Yu Menglong, the nephew of Master Pang, appeared and clearly expressed his affection for Wu Yulian.
Wu Renjie completely forgot about Xu Xian:
"A daughter's marriage is equivalent to the second rebirth in life, how can we be careless." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature Register Member to recommend this work. Your support is mine.