The two horses faced each other, their heads met and collided. The knives and guns seemed to tear the air, galloping, slashing, approaching the vital points. The two horses roared in unison, which was regarded as the end of a round, and then prepared for the next charge.
No one expected that Qu Jiujiang, who was famous for his poetry, used a large sword weighing fifty-two kilograms, while Liu Qingming used a heavy black iron spear.
Cheng Dalei was secretly frightened. Fortunately, when he was looking for someone to beat him, he thought of putting a sack over his head. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a big problem for him to show off his strength and block a hundred people with one person.
The usage of the iron spear is different from that of the flower spear. It lies in smashing and slashing, and in defeating ten with one force. I have a thousand kilograms of strength and you have a hundred kilograms of strength. No matter how hard I hit you, I will still die.
Liu Qingming knew that the big sword could not hold up against the iron spear, so he gave up his tough stance and only focused on cutting one word.
This is extremely demanding for the dismounted horse. The horse needs to understand human nature and know when to charge and when to use force to collide. Look at the two people dismounting, one black and one white, fighting in circles at this time, like a rotating yin and yang diagram.
Everyone watching the battle smelled a hint of murderous intent. Normally, wooden swords and wooden spears were used in such competitions. But whether it was due to the negligence of the court or something else, the two of them used real swords and real spears this time. And the two men were obviously fighting with anger.
, the faster the gun, the more urgent the knife. In such a confrontation, if there is an oversight, the person will not die but will also be seriously injured.
Everyone watching the battle held their breath. Everyone understood that the two of them were walking on the tip of a knife, and life and death were in an instant.
Emperor Ming is also very happy. This obviously proves that he still has talents. It just so happens that the Rong people are also here. You should also open your eyes and take a look at the young heroes of my empire.
"Does the Rong tribe have such a son?" Emperor Ming asked with a smile.
"No." Hu Yanli said lightly: "We have defeated such men."
"Well……"
Damn it, it turns out that barbarians can also choke, so I don’t want to stop them.
At this time, the confrontation on the field was coming to an end. When both sides' physical strength showed signs of decline, Liu Qingming hid in a move and took the risk to approach Qu Jiujiang. Qu Jiujiang's sword could not be used, so Liu Qingming got the opportunity.
With one move, the poisonous snake came out of its hole and stabbed Qu Jiujiang under his horse.
"The second horse fight, the winner is Qu Jiujiang."
One win and one loss, the final champion of martial arts still has to be selected in the question of policy, and who wins and who loses in the question depends on Emperor Ming's mood.
Qu Jiujiang and Liu Qingming were taken down to check their injuries and put on new clothes. The two of them were already in a state of embarrassment from the beating just now. They could not go to see Emperor Ming like this.
On the stage, the civil and military officials were full of praise for the competition just now. Even though Qu Jiujiang lost, it can be said that even though he lost, it was an honor. He and Liu Qingming's abilities are not much different. If there is another match, Liu Qingming may not win.
name.
"Even I didn't know that Jiujiang has such great swordsmanship." Cui Xiangfu said in praise: "He is worthy of the words "both civil and military."
"After all, he is a minor attraction. At his age, I don't think there are many people in the world who have such skills." Yu Chili also praised Liu Qingming.
Liu Qingming is from the General's Mansion, and Qu Jiujiang is from the Prime Minister's Mansion. This is almost an open secret in the empire. The final step to determine the winner is to ask for advice, which is decided by Emperor Ming. Naturally, the two took advantage of this time to interact with each other.
Pull impression points.
The civil servants and generals below heard the song and understood its elegant meaning, so they naturally praised the two of them one after another.
Emperor Ming was silent. He understood the struggle of his men and didn't care. If they stopped fighting, wouldn't they join forces to deal with him?
At this moment, Hu Yanli suddenly laughed.
"I don't think the empire's top martial artist is anything more than this."
Emperor Ming opened his slightly closed eyes, and other civil servants and generals also looked at Hu Yanli who spoke.
Hu Yanli cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, why not let our warriors from the Rong tribe compete with the number one scholar from the empire?"
Emperor Ming paused. They challenged him. How could we, a huge country, not accept the challenge? But at the same time, Emperor Ming also knew in his heart that since Hu Yanli dared to say this, he must have some confidence. After the battle just now, no matter whether it was humiliation or defeat,
Both Jiujiang and Liu Qingming were physically exhausted, so they actually suffered a big loss by accepting the challenge at this time.
But what does it mean to be a great country? A great country means losing your teeth and swallowing them, folding your arms and hiding them in your sleeves. You would rather fold your clothes than lose face. Even if your bones are broken, you have to smile and say: No
pain.
"Since Prince Huyan is interested, why not let them compete and compete until the point is reached."
"Okay." Hu Yanli smiled and said, "Shu Lei."
A Rong man jumped directly from the high platform without taking the steps. He was eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back. When he landed on the ground, he looked like a giant upright insect.
He walked as fast as flying, jumped on a horse, ran wildly on the field, drew his bow on the horse's back, and shot all the arrows in the arrow basket within a few breaths.
There was no need to report the target anymore. What he shot was not the scarecrow, but the primary school responsible for the target reporting. He shot off the helmets of ten primary schools with ten arrows in a row.
Emperor Ming's face became extremely ugly.
Naturally, it is more difficult to shoot a man than to shoot a straw man, but the ten arrows hit the target equally well, and in terms of archery skills alone, he has surpassed Jiujiang and Liu Qingming's Eighteen Streets.
The Rong tribe's archery skills are indeed better than those of the Empire.
After Shu Lei shot the arrow, his horse galloped wildly under the stage, whistling loudly.
Emperor Ming, Prime Minister Cui, Yu Chili, as well as all the civil servants and generals on the field, and the scholars watching the battle all felt burning pain in their faces at this moment.
Hu Yanli smiled happily: "Shu Lei is just an ordinary talent in the grassland."
Ordinary talents, ordinary talents can surpass the military champions of our empire. In other words, our military champions can catch a lot of them in the grassland.
At this time, Qu Jiujiang and Liu Qingming had changed their clothes and came over. Liu Aji conveyed the words of Emperor Ming: "Qu Jiujiang, Liu Qingming, this strong man of the Rong tribe wants to compete with you two. You two must not give in."
Don't be humble, it means beating him hard for me.
Qu Jiujiang and Liu Qingming looked at each other. Although they secretly fought each other for life and death, once they faced the Rong clan, they immediately started to share the same hatred. The same hatred.
Everyone present may have the same idea at this moment: beat him hard.
Qu Jiujiang got on his horse and rushed over with a big sword in his hand. Even now, he had no intention of joining forces with Liu Qingming to bully the small country. It was a huge country.
Shu Lei used an iron bow as a weapon and charged towards Qu Jiujiang. When the two horses met, he hid his body in the horse's belly and disappeared in Qu Jiujiang's eyes.
Qu Jiujiang was a little stunned. The two horses passed each other. Shu Lei's figure suddenly appeared, and the iron bow hit Qu Jiujiang's back.
Qu Jiujiang was hit so hard that he vomited blood and fell from his horse.
Emperor Ming's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. It was just a round.
But Cheng Dalei was not unfamiliar with this scene, because he had seen the riding skills of the Rong tribe.
After all, the riding skills of the Rong people are unparalleled in the world.