"It's okay to fight with arrows, but it's not necessary to fight to the death.
If young people are so angry, it is better to go home and drink a few bowls of herbal tea to relieve the anger."
Chai Qingshan looked helpless and appeared at the shooting range.
Sufficient inner energy covers the whole body, like wearing iron armor, causing the clothes to flutter violently.
The strong blood energy accumulated through decades of practice condensed into one body, like a mountain, suddenly suppressing it.
With a bang, the atmosphere was squeezed and pushed away, just like the waves pushing it layer by layer.
Rolling smoke and dust rose into the sky, covering the spacious shooting range hundreds of steps away.
Those candidates covered their faces with their sleeves and couldn't help but retreat.
At the same time, he felt deeply that Master Yu Chai had profound skills and was a well-deserved master of Confucianism and martial arts.
"This is the blood-changing warrior of the Three Realms...it's a bit too strong."
Ji Yuan's body sank slightly, as if he was carrying a 10,000-pound cauldron on his shoulders.
It makes it difficult to walk and breathe.
Facing a martial artist of Chai Qingshan's level, he didn't even have any room to resist.
After all, I have never fought against the Flying Bear Guards at Shuofeng Pass, so the experience is not real enough.
Ji Yuan sighed inwardly, his level was still too low.
When he looked at Yang Xiu again, he didn't get anything good.
The opponent's body was made of a hard frame made of fine iron, and it made an overwhelming "crack" sound.
My legs were bent and trembling, and I almost knelt down on the spot.
"Ho ho...he really dares to kill me!"
The veins on Yang Xiu's forehead burst out, and his eyes emitted a phosphorescent green light like a ghost.
The skin and flesh all over the body shrink inward and stick to the frame, constantly pushing upward.
Even though he has entered the realm of submission, how can he be Chai Qingshan's opponent?
Under forced resistance, the retrograde flow of qi and blood hurt the lungs and organs, and a cloud of blood mist spewed out from the mouth.
"You want to kill people, but people can't kill you? How can there be such a reason?"
Chai Qingshan shook his head and said.
Being strong and unyielding is a good thing.
But you also need to know how to go with the flow.
Compared to Yang Xiu's stubbornness and ineffectiveness.
The previously unknown Liaodong Jijiuro was much smarter.
On the surface, the body remains motionless and the muscles are relaxed, but in fact, the inner energy is hidden and ready to go.
This will not only ensure that you have the ability to fight back, but you will not be frustrated by hitting an egg against a stone.
"I have had a few encounters with Duke Liang, but I don't know him as well as you, a junior like you.
Let's stop this turmoil today. If it continues, don't blame me for not being serious about it."
Chai Qingshan looked unhappy, snorted coldly, swept his sleeves, and threw Yang Xiu away.
I saw the person tumbling several times in the air, falling hard to the ground and unable to stand up for a moment.
Extremely embarrassed!
"The Confucian martial arts of Jixia Academy! Liuyun Iron Sleeves!"
Zheng Yuluo's eyelids twitched.
Mr. Chai’s background is unusual.
Because he was born under a master, he has more knowledge than other generals.
You can immediately recognize that the martial arts performed by Chai Qingshan require extremely deep inner Qi cultivation and a thorough understanding of the changes in hardness and softness of Liuyun Iron Sleeves.
"It turns out that Chief Chai is from Jixia Academy.
Three thousand years ago, hundreds of schools respected martial arts, each with its own inheritance.
The two schools of Confucianism, Shangyin and Jixia, are Zhentong, plus the Buddhist Xuankong Temple, Huangjue Temple, the Taoist Zhenwu Mountain, and the Laojun Sect.
It is equivalent to the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism sharing the world and respecting the great scenery.
Other sects and sects are all ‘evil heretics’ that have not been approved by the imperial court!”
Ji Yuan's thoughts fluctuated for a moment, then he lowered his hands and asked:
"May I ask Mr. Chai, can students continue to refer to it?"
Chai Qingshan nodded and said:
"Neither arrogant nor impetuous, he is a great talent.
Since you can draw an iron-tied bow, then directly try the five hundred paces long range target.
If you hit three or four out of ten arrows, you will pass."
Ji Yuan nodded slightly, calming down a little.
He had already honed his strong eyesight and mental strength at Shuofeng Pass.
After taking a few breaths, he raised his hand to pick up the iron bow, and actually used the shooting technique of continuous arrows.
Instantly hold three black gold arrows, your fingers are like phoenix eyes, and the string is like a full moon!
Bang bang bang!
Between explosions!
The flying star split the atmosphere and penetrated even the target.
Chai Qingshan, who returned to the outside, had surprise in his eyes.
This amazing shooting skill is really rare for a fifteen-year-old boy!
All the candidates were in disbelief. The 500-pound iron-tied bow was stretched to 100% and shot 500 paces through the bull's-eye.
If you have this ability, why should you take the martial arts exam?
The marksman outside Jiubian Pass is nothing more than that!
"Ji Jiulang is such a well-hidden person. No wonder he doesn't want to come to my martial arts competition. It turns out he has real skills!"
Zheng Yuluo narrowed his eyes and felt extremely happy.
Yang Xiu has strong muscles and strong bones and can pull an iron bow, but he will never be able to shoot five hundred steps and still hit the target!
Without thousands or tens of thousands of hard training, no matter how powerful the evildoer is, he won't be able to come here!
But what shocked Zheng Yuluo the most was Ji Yuan's decisiveness without any regard for the consequences.
If Yang Xiu hadn't caught the black gold arrow, he would have really died.
Who should not think carefully before shooting the righteous son of the lord of the country?
But Ji Jiulang didn't hesitate at all. It was this sudden sharp murderous intention that completely angered Yang Xiu and made him unwilling to give up!
Chai Qingshan, standing next to Wei Yang, said sincerely:
"It is indeed not unreasonable for you to appreciate this boy.
Although Ji Jiulang was arrogant and domineering, he still had a generous and majestic air.
There is a basis for advancing and retreating, and there is a rough and a fine way.
If he had a better background, he might not be able to become the second Tan Wenying."
Wei Yang smiled bitterly and understood the meaning hidden in the words.
He is also a famous person on the list of Qin Tianjian Grand Masters.
Zong Pingnan ranked fifth.
Tan Wenying is eighth.
The former guarded Zhaoyao Mountain and was worshiped as a general.
The latter stayed in Tianjing City and took charge of the imperial court.
One person's official career has come to an end, and one person's future is unlimited.
Why is there such a gap?
It is nothing more than that Zong Pingnan was born too lowly, and he was unwilling to serve the Gonggun princes in the court.
Therefore, the journey was bumpy and bumpy, and Tan Wenying lagged behind at every step.
"If he can sit in a position like General Zongda, he is already distinguished."
Looking at Ji Yuan who was hit by an arrow five hundred steps away, Wei Yang showed a satisfied smile on his face.
This kind of sharp shooting ability is not much worse than the elite soldiers outside Jiubian Pass!
It's just that Kuro's techniques and postures look familiar.
Looks a lot like that guy Cheng Qianli!
"One person is like an eagle and the other person is like a wolf. It depends on who can go far."
Chai Qingshan sighed.
That righteous son of Liang Kingdom has a demonic and bestial nature.
Although he has strong muscles and strong bones, he is brave and courageous.
But if he encounters a being stronger and more tyrannical than him, sooner or later he will be in serious trouble.
Looking back at Ji Yuan, he is like a bow that is relaxed and relaxed.
As long as you meet a bright master, you will definitely be able to make great achievements.
"His Royal Highness Prince Yan should appreciate this son."
Chai Qingshan's thoughts were running through his mind, but he didn't say anything.
"We might as well observe for a few more days. The East Palace is at its peak. Among those with good backgrounds, how many of them are willing to invest in Prince Yan's Mansion? Tan Wenying is the only one."
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A big storm came and went away just as quickly.
No matter how fierce and arrogant Yang Xiu is, if he can't defeat Chai Qingshan, he still has to surrender.
An iron bow was drawn ten times, and four arrows hit the target.
After the first test, he left in a hurry.
Before leaving, Rulang looked back and took a deep look at Ji Yuan.
Obviously there is a problem!
"Maybe he should be shot with an arrow."
Ji Yuan flicked his nails, a coldness flashed in his eyes.
He didn't like anyone staring at him the most, especially a mad dog who couldn't communicate.
What about the righteous son of the country?
Anyway, he injured the general flag, beat up hundreds of households, and offended Qianhu.
If you have too many debts, it doesn't matter if you have one more.
"I don't know if there is any reward from the martial arts hall for passing the first test? You can give me some money."
After the candidates dispersed, Ji Yuan left the inner courtyard and muttered something in a low voice.
His inferior martial arts "Golden Bell" is in urgent need of the power of Tao Yun to advance.
"Brother Ji, is he short of money?"
Suddenly a voice came from behind.
It's the pretty boy with a silver hairband on his forehead.
"Of course the more money, the better, no one thinks too little."
Thinking of the gilded name card from the Wushu Association, Ji Yuan twitched his lips and said:
"What? Brother Zheng wants to be a good boy?"
Zheng Yuluo's upturned fox eyes flashed and blinked:
"What a coincidence, I don't have anything else at home, except a lot of money."
Yo ho.
What a loud tone!
How many mines are there?
Ji Yuan felt that this person was interesting and asked deliberately:
"May I ask what Brother Zheng's family does? Transporting salt, iron, cloth, and silk in Tianjing City... Which line of work can you get into?"
Zheng Yuluo held his head high, as if waiting for others to ask this question, and said confidently:
"None of them. My father runs a bank, Brother Ji, have you ever heard of Tongbao Bank? That's my family's business."
This time it was Ji Yuan's turn to be unable to hold back any longer, and the corner of his mouth twitched.