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The crowd was slightly stunned, and then their eyes grew, for they saw that instead of a feathered arrow, one flew out one after another.

"How is this possible, serial projection?"

The surprised crowd looked at the feather arrows, and for a moment, they could hear the sound of "dang! dang!" in an endless stream, and the six feather arrows thrown by He Xing in a row fell into the golden bottle accurately.

"This, how is this possible-?" Jin Yixiao, Zhang Yi, and Gao Hang looked incredulous.

Gao Hang's face became very ugly, nine shots and nine hits were no different from a marksman, thinking of the more than 100,000 silver, his heart hurt terribly.

"Brother Yang has seen you, do you have to win?"

In addition to the shock on the whole field, only Wang Hu was the happiest, nine shots and nine hits, this result was that he didn't expect it, and now he is almost certain that He Xing won this competition.

He Xing seemed to have this feeling too, slanted at Yang Zheng, fiddling with the only remaining feather arrow in his hand, with a smug expression.

Yang Zheng still had a smile on his face, his expression was indifferent, as if there was no zài in the serial investment just now.

"Hmph, you look good in a while?" He Xing muttered, not saying a word.

……

The magistrate in the distance looked at He Xing, and then at Yang Zheng, who didn't know if the drum should be beaten.

It wasn't until Yang Zheng nodded at him that he breathed a sigh of relief and slammed the drumstick down.

"Boom!"

There was silence in the audience, except for the sound of drums.

Everyone looked at Yang Zheng and watched his next projection.

Yang Zheng gently rolled up his sleeves, glanced at the golden bottle in front of him with a smile, and then slowly counted out six feather arrows from his left hand and put them in his right hand.

"What does he want-?" He Xing was slightly stunned, and then his eyes widened and looked at Yang Zheng incredulously, throwing six arrows together, how is this possible?

There was peace on the field.

Yang Zheng's movements were very slow, but very graceful, although Zhang Yi and the others were extremely worried in their hearts, they had to say that Yang Zheng, who was competing, was much calmer than them.

"Boom!"

With another drum sound, Yang Zheng's right hand was raised gently, and the six feather arrows were reflected in the sunlight, and the arrow blade mountain shot out bursts of cold light.

"Whew!" Yang Zheng exhaled heavily, suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and he only heard a shout, Yang Zheng's right hand swung out violently, and six feather arrows shot out at the same time, drawing six beautiful arcs in the air, and falling six zhang away!

"Dang!"

A crisp sound broke the silence.

Everyone looked at the scene just now in disbelief, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time, only to hear the magistrate say loudly: "All six feather arrows are hit!"

"Huh?"

……

The audience erupted in exclamation, followed by thunderous shouts and applause.

"This Brother Yang is really not shocking, is he scared me to death?" Gao Hang touched the sweat on his forehead, exhaled heavily, and said in a low voice.

"Six feather arrows are all in one shot?" He Xing looked at Yang Zheng with some disbelief.

Yang Zheng still had the appearance of hating his teeth, He Xing gritted his teeth and said: "What about the six branches, there is still an arrow, until the end, it is still unknown who will kill the deer?"

"Knock"

The drum sounded again, He Xing exhaled heavily, not thinking about the scene just now, he knew that the master duel, the most taboo thing was that the love was affected, his eyes were closed for a moment, he opened his eyes again, and was about to step forward.

"Shw!"

Hearing a trembling sound, he was slightly startled, and when he looked up, he saw a feather arrow thrown out quickly and fell six feet away.

"Dang!" A crisp sound sounded, and the feather arrow fell into the golden bottle.

"All the middle, all ten feather arrows, General Yang all ten feather arrows?" The exclamations around were endless.

Yang Zheng clapped his hands and walked in front of He Xing, arched his hand and said, "Agreed?"

He Xing snorted and said, "Lord Yang is good at archery?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Where, where, you know, this is my first time playing, but this level is not good?

He Xing gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Knock"

As soon as the drum passed, He Xing stepped forward and waved his right arm and was about to throw, when Wang Hu, who looked nervous, stepped forward and said softly: "General, you have to look at it, don't lose?"

He Xing nodded secretly, turned his head to look at the golden bottle in front of him, and sighed softly, at this moment he clearly felt that he was not sure of winning, if he said that just now, he was at least ninety percent sure, it was because there was still an arrow, no one knew how to win or lose, and now that the other party had all hit, his previous advantage was gone, this change made him feel a little uneasy, and his determination to throw was not as decisive as before.

To say that in ordinary times, winning or losing is nothing, even if you don't throw your arrow, it is nothing, but now he is competing in front of the whole army, and he, who has always had an excellent face, must not tolerate that he is his defeated general.

"Boom!"

The sound of drums followed by a sound, echoing throughout the training ground, no one spoke, not even whispered, and everyone's eyes were motionless on He Xing.

"Brother Gao, are we going to get rich this time?" Zhang Yi said in a low voice with a smile.

Gao Hang's eyesight as a Jinyi guard is not comparable to a battlefield soldier like Zhang Yi, from the moment Yang Zhengqiang invested the tenth feather arrow first, he could feel that He Xing's expression was affected, and he guessed the result of whether this arrow was thrown or not.

Hearing Zhang Yi say this, he smiled and said, "This is all the credit of Brother Yang, we are just taking advantage of the situation to make a little money?"

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Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's General Yang's credit!"

Just as the two were muttering, He Xingyi gritted his teeth, raised his right hand slightly, snorted coldly, and threw the last arrow hard, the feather arrow drew a parabola in the air, and lost its accuracy at the moment it fell to the golden bottle, only to hear a crisp sound of "dang!" The arrow bounced on the edge of the right side of the golden bottle, flew high, and fell to the right side of the golden bottle.

"General He didn't enter—how is this possible?" Wang Hu opened his eyes wide, and at this moment he wanted to die: "100,000 taels of silver, how can he take it out?"

The referee stepped forward to check the two gold bottles, and said loudly: "Why don't you enter, the result of the competition is ten to nine, and General Yang wins!"

There was silence on the field at first, and soon the applause sounded like a torrential rain, it was so powerful, all ten feather arrows were hit, all of them were hit! General Yang was so powerful, he was simply a marksman?

The shouts on the field became more and more fervent.

Zhang Yi laughed and said: "I won the game, and I got the silver, this kind of day is really fucking refreshing!"

Jin Yi smiled and said, "Who says it's not?"

The two looked at each other, and each laughed, and Wang Hu's face on the side was as white as paper.

Because of this wonderful game on the field, everyone whispered, and the entire training ground was very lively, He Xing's face was very ugly, and the pitcher he was proud of lost so badly, which made him hate Yang Zheng a little more.

"Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, why don't you take it too seriously-?" Yang Zheng walked over with a smile and said comforting words.

He Xing snorted and said, "The lord's archery is exquisite, and he is convinced to lose his position?"

Yang Zheng nodded and said, "I'm just playing casually, and I'm not a master of archery!"

As soon as these words came out, He Xing was so angry that he almost vomited blood, if he didn't care about his identity, he couldn't wait to pull out his knife and cut it.

"My lord said he was smiling!" He Xing said coldly.

Yang Zheng glanced at him, knowing that he was angry enough this time, and secretly felt proud.

"By the way, it's a competition or some color heads, I hope He Qianhu won't forget about it?"

He Xing's face turned ugly, he reached into his arms and took out the silver two and handed it over: "At the end of today, I will only bring these, if it is not enough, I will personally send it tomorrow!"

"Oh, that's the best?" Yang Zheng unceremoniously reached out and grabbed the silver, and stuffed it into his arms without moving.

He Xing gritted his teeth and hugged his fists at Yang Zheng and said, "I am very tired from my humble position, I want to rest in the camp, and I ask for permission?"

"Oh, it should, it should?" Yang Zheng waved his hand.

He Xing hugged his fists, snorted and turned to leave.

Zhang Yi, Jin Yixiao, Gao Hang, Xu Feng and others on the field had already surrounded them, everyone was happy, not only did they have a bad breath today, but what was even more rare was that they fished hard, no one had more than a thousand taels of silver, and there was such a huge amount of money out of thin air, how could they not be happy and jubilant.

"Woo-?"

At this moment, a horn sounded and the sound spread in the sky above the training ground, Yang Zheng had never been in the army, and he was not sensitive to this kind of horn sound, Zhang Yi and Jin Yixiao were in the army, and they were extremely impressed by the information conveyed by the horn.

The horn sounded twice, and Zhang Yi and Jin Yixiao's faces changed greatly.

"What's going on?" Yang Zheng asked in surprise when he felt the expressions of the two of them change greatly.

"It seems that there are enemy troops—?" Zhang Yi said in a deep voice.

"Enemy army, where did the enemy army come from, the Maitreya Sect has been destroyed, Li Fuda is dead, how can there still be enemy troops?" Yang Zheng was taken aback and said.

"I don't know this humble position—?" Zhang Yi said with an embarrassed face.

"Quick, go up to the city tower!" Jin Yi reminded everyone with a word. The four of them hurriedly climbed up the city tower, and when they looked around, they saw a faint place in front of the main gate, and flying dust faintly appeared.

"There are really enemy troops, could it be that Li Fuda's ghost is still in the shadows and has come to take revenge?" Yang Zheng muttered to himself.

At this time, the wind blew, and the speed of the dust was extremely fast, and in a moment, it was in front of me, and when I looked closely, I saw that under the flying dust, hundreds of horses poured out, and the horses came in unison, and the sound of the horses' hooves was deafening.

Because the dust was too big and far away, Yang Zheng and the others couldn't see each other's clothes and flags clearly for a while.

"Whether you are friend or foe, be prepared! Give orders and get the soldiers ready!"