Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

In front of the gate outside the Lecture Hall, a wide carriage covered in black cloth slowly stopped.

"Master Xiu, it's here."

The groom sitting on the side of the carriage shook his wrist, and the long whip made an explosion.

The two fierce Jiaojiao horses from Longhe Ranch snorted and stopped obediently.

After a while, a thin arm lifted the curtain, revealing an extremely mediocre, yellowed face.

At the age of twenty, wearing a black gold crown and a blue brocade robe covering the sturdy skeleton, it looks a bit empty.

The man sitting in the carriage looked just like a young sick man who was blown down by the wind and looked weak.

It was hard to imagine that he was Yang Xiu, the righteous son of the Liang Kingdom with a fierce reputation.

"Is this the lecture hall? Okay, Uncle Lu, you can go back, you don't have to wait for me."

In Yang Xiu's hoarse voice, it was obvious that there was a bit of excitement.

These days when he returned to Tianjin, he was locked up in the mansion, and he had long been suffocated.

"Young Master Xiu, the grandpa of the country has ordered you not to cause trouble, take a test of the martial arts title, and then go to Jiubian to practice for a few years, so as not to disappoint his expectations."

The coachman had white temples, thick joints, and a long breath. He was obviously also a trainer.

"I see."

Yang Xiu frowned and lowered his head.

In those turbid eyes, there was an inexplicable flash of green brilliance, like a hungry wolf.

The aura of the whole person changed dramatically in an instant.

There is a sense of danger, cruelty, and indifference to life.

The coachman was startled, and a cold breath came out of his neck, as if he was being watched by some fierce beast, and quickly said:

"Miss San also explained it before she went out, let Master Xiu not cause trouble, or else I'll ignore you when I come back."

Hearing the three words "Miss San", Yang Xiu's eyes changed, he immediately stopped his temper, and said in a muffled voice:

"I'll be obedient."

He jumped out of the carriage, and without turning his head, walked into the lecture hall.

After passing the outer courtyard, enter the inner courtyard.

Yang Xiu saw that several people on the shooting range had already started the first test, and the sound of the collapse of the bow and the string and the arrow could not be heard.

These generals' disciples are somewhat capable, and their grades are not bad.

A fifty-step archery target can hit the arrow without escaping.

But when it was two hundred steps away and the white ox bow was opened, some manpower was not enough.

As for the iron tire bow of five hundred steps, no one has tried it for the time being.

"In the first test, the final score will be counted as the score. If only the ebony bow and the white ox bow can be used, the score must be seven or eight out of ten archery shots.

And being able to pull an iron tire bow, shoot a mysterious golden arrow, and not miss the target for 500 steps, is basically to pass the test stably. "

Coach Wei stood aside and said to Chief Chai.

"In the end, I'm still testing my strength and muscles, but I have a little more ability to control subtleties."

Chai Qingshan twisted his three long beards and said lightly:

"What kind of bow to open depends on the strength of the muscles and bones, how far and how many shots can be shot, and the length of vigor, these are all external training skills.

How to hit the bull's eye is a test of inner training.

If you are simply strong, or your breath is not enough, you need to be able to send and receive freely in order to hit the bullseye with the arrow. "

Wei Wei nodded his head. Since ancient times, bowing has been the first method of training.

Even in the great world of contention in the ancient times, the Confucian sages also included archery in the six arts of the gentleman to strengthen the body and bones.

"Yang Xiu is here. This son is really a natural soldier seed, and he has a killing spirit in his life. It is no wonder that Duke Liang took him as his adopted son."

Suddenly, Chai Qingshan's eyes narrowed, and he fixedly looked at the thin young man who stepped into the inner courtyard.

The latter originally looked at the shooting range, and seemed to sense something, and turned his neck like a wolf looking back.

Those green eyes are full of brilliance!

"What a flamboyant aura!"

Wei Yang also sighed with emotion.

He is a blood-changing warrior of the three realms, and a veteran soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles. Naturally, he will not be afraid of the wolf.

But as an ordinary person, he has never been influenced by blood and fire.

I'm afraid that my heart will feel empty and I will be directly suppressed.

"See how he behaves."

Chai Qingshan's face was calm.

In the shooting range, Zheng Yuluo just completed the first test.

He was holding an ebony bow and a white bull bow that penetrated the bullseye.

Only the iron fetal bow, because of its weak bones and weak strength, could not pull it into a full moon, and it could shoot five hundred paces away, and only ten rounds of black gold arrows could hit three or four times.

"Brother Zheng, that person is Yang Xiu?"

someone asked with a finger.

"That's right, it's him, a mad dog that God hates."

Zheng Yuluo turned around and looked a little ugly.

Although he said that he wanted to vent his anger for his friends, he entered Tai'anfang's martial arts hall to severely suppress Yang Xiu, and it was best to steal the other party's fame.

But when it happened, I was still a little apprehensive.

Yang Xiu is not the most advanced in martial arts among his peers.

But he was fierce by nature, and he was sure to retaliate, and he could do anything.

When he was a child, he was besieged by generals of other countries, Chong Xungui, and he did not go back to complain.

Just wait for the one who is singled out at night, grab the bricks and sticks and beat them to death.

The most miserable one is the young son of the Yue State government.

He almost got bitten off his neck and died on the spot.

So far, it has left a deep shadow, and when he sees Yang Xiu, he hides away.

"I heard Brother Zheng say that this guy is arrogant, and I thought he was a character, but I didn't imagine a diseased ghost, and I couldn't see any signs of strong muscles and bones."

The man held his head high, as if he wanted to show off, and immediately walked to the shooting range, holding an ebony bow.

To provoke Yang Xiu who was standing outside.

"This idiot... a bad thing!"

Zheng Yuluo couldn't stop it, so he couldn't help covering his handsome white face. He had already guessed what would happen to Wang Erlang of the cavalry captain's family.

"If you want to suppress Yang Xiu, you have to have real skills! If it was Ji Jiulang from the Beizhen Fusi last time, maybe he could do it. Which onion and garlic is your Wang Erlang..."

Sure enough, Yang Xiu, who was thinking of leaving after the exam, grinned and said nothing:

"Ping'er, they recruited me."

When he came to the shooting range, he also chose an ebony bow and waited quietly.

Seeing this, Wang Erlang thought he wanted to compare who hit the target more.

With a dashing smile, he immediately drew his bow and arrow, and pulled it into a full moon.

"Whoosh", the white feather arrow flew out.

Then!

Split in two!

Missed the target!

"Yang Xiu, what are you doing?!"

Wang Erlang asked in shock.

As soon as he let go of the bowstring, the scrawny, sickly-like Yang Xiu also shot an arrow, which came first, cutting off his own white-feathered arrow.

According to the rules of the preliminary test, the sum of the number of hits and the number of rings is the final score.

If none of the arrows hit the target, then it would be zero points, and they would lose the election properly.

"I want to play with you."

Yang Xiu lowered his eyes.

"I plan to lose both and get out of the game together? I look down on people!"

Wang Erlang's chest was heaving and angry, and he sneered:

"Master, I don't believe you can do it every time!"

The difficulty between hitting a fixed bullseye and breaking arrows fired by others cannot be compared at all.

Wang Erlang didn't say much, and used the quick-shooting method taught by his father.

In one breath, two arrows shot out!

clap clap!

The two white-feathered arrows fell to the ground like birds with broken wings.

"Yang Xiu, don't deceive people too much, my father is Wang Zhongcheng, the cavalry captain!"

Wang Erlang's face was sinking like water, knowing that he underestimated this righteous son of the Liang Kingdom.

"I don't play with your father, why do you mention your father's name?"

Yang Xiu remained expressionless and waited quietly.

It seems that if Wang Erlang does not shoot arrows, he will not draw the bow.

Whoosh whoosh!

Arrows are raining!

Being so humiliated in public, Wang Erlang was so mad that he used the ebony bow and replaced it with the white ox bow.

But even if all the arrows were exhausted, he failed to hit the target once.

"Master, how should this be calculated?"

Wei Yang asked with a frown.

Despite Wang Erlang's provocation first, he suffered himself.

But looking at Yang Xiu's expression, it seems that he doesn't want to stop there.

When several candidates came on the field, they all used various methods to break the arrow and never hit the target.

"Let him go. I will only be in charge of invigilating the examination, and will not interfere in disputes."

Chai Qingshan's face was ashen, but he didn't choose to shoot.

In the initial trials of the past dynasties, there are many such fighting arrows.

The supervisors and the instructors all open one eye and close the other, letting the candidates compete.

Wei Yang moved his lips together, and finally remained silent.

Suddenly, the broken arrows fell like rain in the shooting range.

Many candidates glared at Yang Xiu, but there was nothing they could do about this person, so they could only curse inwardly as "wolf cub"!

"Who else wants to play with me?"

After defeating seven or eight people in a row, Yang Xiu squatted on the ground without any demeanor, and asked with a few gravel in his hands.

He is strong, full of vigor, and precise in vision, and none of the candidates on the field are opponents.

You don't even need to draw a bow, a few rubble will suffice.

After a long silence, a calm voice suddenly sounded:

"Ji Yuan, Fusi of Beizhen, willing to give it a try!"