Qiao Shan fell to the ground and couldn't help but curse.
Ma Dai, who was sitting on the horse, laughed and said jokingly:
"Haha, Captain Qiao, are you okay?
I didn’t mean to scare you, it’s just that this horse really suits my heart, and as soon as I got on it, we felt that our minds were connected, and we were galloping together before I knew it.”
"But don't worry, as long as I'm here, nothing could have gone wrong just now."
"Do you see how obedient this horse is?"
The muscles on Qiao Shan's face were a little twitching, but just like Ma Dai said, this stallion with the most violent temper in the army actually carried Ma Dai obediently at this time.
Seeing such a scene, Qiao Shan waved his hands in fear:
"Believe me, what a ghost..."
"Anyway, now that the horse is tamed, let's start the competition quickly, don't wait any longer."
Qiao Shan found an excuse to excuse himself and quickly got up and walked towards the field.
At that time, the soldiers at the entrance of the school martial arts field had already opened the door for the two of them.
A straight avenue extends from the center of the school martial arts field to the wilderness in the distance.
And both sides of the avenue were already filled with targets for counting.
It seems that this is the venue for the next competition.
Ma Dai returned to the field, and Zhang Ren was now fully equipped and also mounted the horse.
Seeing Zhang Ren like this, Ma Dai gave Zhang Ren a provocative look and said to him:
"General Zhang, please sit tight later. If you are thrown away by me, I will not wait for you."
"Hmph, it's just a show of words. You will soon know that you are far behind!"
Perhaps due to time, Ma Dai no longer mentioned Qiao Shan's different treatment, which also made Zhang Ren gradually let go of the pressure in his heart.
Touching the strong bow in his hand, Zhang Ren suddenly felt like he was back to the excitement he had when he first joined the army.
I was looking forward to making great achievements, but when I actually held the bow, my hands began to tremble involuntarily.
The first battle he experienced was a tragic victory. At that time, he got a medium-sized military position because of his family connections. However, after that battle, he was the only officer in the entire army who survived.
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He even survived because he didn't do anything and was shot by a stray arrow at the beginning, then fell to the ground and fell into a coma.
Recalling the embarrassment at that time, Zhang Ren was already the highest-ranking general in Shu.
The subordinates around him changed again and again, and even the situation in the world changed several times.
The only things that remained unchanged were the strong bow in his hand and the quiver of arrows on his back.
Zhang Ren breathed a long sigh of relief and nodded towards Qiao Shan in the distance.
Qiao Shan quickly walked to the outside of the field, holding the command flag in his hand. After counting silently in his mind, he suddenly waved it down heavily.
After receiving the order, the two men controlled the horses and galloped along the road in a hurry.
When it comes to the first competition, most people were not prepared. No one expected that Ma Dai would be so powerful and be able to fight evenly with Zhang Ren.
So in this second competition, no one was slacking just now.
Even under Zhang Ren's instruction, the process of this second round of written examination was much longer than the first round.
At first there were only three targets, less than a mile away.
In the end, Zhang Ren was pinched three miles away, with nine targets on each side.
It is said that it is to reduce the error, but in fact Zhang Ren's selfishness really wants to have a happy contest with Ma Dai.
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Sure enough, as Qiao Shan said, the horse under Ma Dai's crotch, despite its violent temper, was a well-deserved champion in terms of speed.
Just starting less than a hundred feet away, Ma Dai and Zhang Ren opened up a gap of two body positions - even though it is only a short two body gap, for two top masters, this point is
The difference is enough to affect the final result.
Not to be outdone, Zhang Ren squeezed the horse's belly with his legs. The horse was frightened and it dashed forward, quickly catching up with the gap.
Immediately afterwards, the first target appeared on either side of the two people.
Ma Dai moved to the left, Zhang Ren moved to the right, and it was as neat as the first round. The movements of both sides holding their bows and setting arrows were as if they were carved from the same mold.
Just two whizzing sounds were heard, and two feather arrows flew through the air, hitting the bullseye without any doubt.
The horse was still moving forward and quickly left the target behind.
The situation for the next few targets was exactly the same.
Such a wonderful and neck-to-neck competition is something that cannot be bought with a lot of money.
Some soldiers had already left the school martial arts field and were waiting on both sides of the camp, so that they could see the exciting competition between the two masters from the closest distance.
As the two men accurately hit the target one after another, the soldiers cheered one after another.
In fact, by this time, Zhang Ren had regained his previous state. His hands no longer trembled, but were stable. Even if the horse bumped, it did not affect him in the slightest.
He drew his bow and drew an arrow, as precise as a machine—looking at the horse beneath him as if it were nothing.
But even if Zhang Ren entered this state, others could not open any gap with Ma Dai beside him.
If we say that Zhang Ren's side is a heavy sword without a sharp edge, it is a skill without craftsmanship.
Ma Dai's side is as graceful as a startled dragon, and as powerful as a swimming dragon.
This is a collision between composure and elegance, but on the scene, neither party can give in to the other.
Until the last target was planted with someone's arrow, both sides rushed across the finish line, leaving the soldiers waiting at the finish line dumbfounded.
At least according to what he could see with his naked eyes, there was no slight difference between the two people. How could he dare to judge their superiority based on his own opinions?
During this crisis, Qiao Shan hurried over on horseback...
It's funny to say that Qiao Shan was riding his own war horse, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of the two men who were riding horses and shooting arrows at the same time. It wasn't until the two of them reached the finish line that he was late.
After learning the result, Qiao Shan did not dare to say anything more.
He just looked at the two of them, rubbed his hands in embarrassment, approached them, and asked cautiously:
"Um... you two, in your opinion, the result of this competition..."
"It's not that we are trying to shirk it. It's just that stupid boy who couldn't judge the winner between the two of you, so I can only ask you."
Zhang Ren not only turned his attention to Zhang Ren who was standing aside.
And Zhang Ren also encountered difficulties:
"At least in my opinion, there is no difference in our speed... Where is the target? Is there a difference on the target?"
Even though Zhang Ren asked this, he also knew the answer...
Ma Dai never missed an arrow, so there couldn't be any difference between the two of them.
As expected, Qiao Shan shook his head:
"It seems to be a draw too."
However, thinking of this, Zhang Ren had no regrets.
At least for him, today's competition was an enjoyable one - the Ma Dai in front of him had pushed himself into a state that he had never been in in these years.
He even had the idea in his mind to recruit Ma Dai...if Ma Dai was interested.
However, at this moment, Ma Dai smiled and waved his hands at the two of them and said:
