Ling Kun infused the seventh-level Purple Ling Divine Skill into his right hand, and used the ground hair concealment technique taught by Zhao Mingyue to aim at the bull's-eye and throw the arrow out.

The sharp arrow roared out, and the momentum was many times greater than before, and there was not even a parabola, and it ran straight towards the arrow target.

I just don't know if I can shoot it.

For Zhao Mingyue, the scene of the competition was really miserable, and she didn't dare to look forward when she covered her eyes.

However, I heard an incredible exclamation all around, which became louder and more alarming, as if I had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Zhao Mingyue was puzzled in her heart, and involuntarily removed the hand covering her eyes, just in time to see Ling Kun's last arrow pass through the bull's-eye, leaving only the feathers at the end of the arrow trembling on the target.

The scene was all stunned, how is this possible?

After a while, the audience cheered one after another.

Zhao Mingyue stood in the crowd in a daze, she still couldn't believe it was true.

After Zhao Guangyi was shocked, he turned to Kou Zhun and said mockingly: "Kou Aiqing, this arrow can't be counted in the score, you don't need to shoot arrows with a bow, and shooting people doesn't count, right?" ”

Kou Zhun was blushing when he was said, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, this arrow should be counted in the score, no matter how he shoots it, he has achieved the expected goal." ”

Zhao Guangyi chuckled and asked, "What is this student's name?" ”

The examiner of the Ministry of War immediately took out the record book and replied: "Back to the emperor, it is a student sent by Qizhou, named Ling Kun." ”

"Oh, he's Ling Kun?" Zhao Guangyi, Kou Zhun and the others couldn't help but ask. I didn't expect this Ling Kun's literary talent and strategy to be so outstanding, and even his martial arts were so amazing, he was a rare general in a hundred years.

The second game of the competition is Kung Fu on horseback, and the rules are similar to the knockout round, with 36 people playing in pairs to win 18 people, and 18 people in pairs and nine people in pairs. The remaining nine players will play a round-robin challenge.

Ling Kun relied on his strong strength to pass the level, easily won the first two games, and entered the final challenge stage.

For those who have entered this stage, it is inevitable that they will be knighted. So no matter what the final ranking is, the most important thing is to perform in front of the emperor first and leave a good impression on him.

Therefore, at the beginning of the challenge, a lifter took the lead in hitting a horse and rushing into the school field, he was wearing heavy armor and holding a snake spear, which was very majestic.

"Chen Jinsong, a son in the south of the Yangtze River, which brother came to challenge?"

"I'm here to fight." After a shout, a lifter rushed into the school field, holding Fang Tian's halberd, clasping his fists and saying: "Wang Yingjue, the son of Xiakaifeng, please advise." ”

The two opened the stance, Chen Jinsong raised his spear and stabbed Wang Yingjue, Wang Yingjue did not fight, inserted Fang Tian's halberd on the ground, and with a force in his hand, his body rose in the air, and kicked Chen Jinsong under the horse with a kick following the momentum of the spear, while he rode steadily on the opponent's horse.

There was immediately a thunderous applause from the audience.

Zhao Guangyi stroked his beard and nodded in praise, and then the prime minister next to him, Lu Duan, said: "Your Majesty, this Wang Yingjue is the son of King Qinruo, Taichang Cheng. ”

"Oh, Wang Aiqing actually has such a heroic tiger, not bad."

Taichang Cheng is in charge of the three divisions, which is equivalent to the Minister of Finance, and this Wang Yingjue is a typical second generation official. But people could have relied on their father to eat, but they still worked so hard.

Zhao Mingyue frowned, looking at Wang Yingjue's playing style, it was actually similar to Ling Kun, and his kung fu was evolved from Jianghu martial arts, and it seemed that he was also a martial arts master.

This person should be Ling Kun's fierce rival.

Subsequently, everyone took turns to fight, but in less than three rounds at most, they were beaten to the ground by Wang Yingjue.

The last one to come on the field was Ling Kun, who had no helmet and armor, was dressed in cloth, and carried a spear to urge him to step forward.

Wang Yingjue's face became solemn when he saw Ling Kun on the field, and it was not as relaxed as in the previous games. Everyone is a knowledgeable person, with Ling Kun's hand just throwing the arrow, it is impossible to complete it without a deep internal force.

Ling Kun hugged his fists and introduced: "In Xia Qizhou, Ling Kun came to ask for advice. ”

Wang Yingjue returned the salute with a fist, and then raised the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand to open the formation.

Everyone held their breath and looked nervously at the two on the field. But neither of them moved, but the murderous aura spread, as if they were fighting an invisible battle.

Suddenly, Wang Yingjue's Fang Tian painting halberd was sent forward, stabbing at Ling Kun's heart, the speed was so fast, the angle was accurate, like a ghost.

Ling Kun dodged the halberd on one side, and with lightning speed, he inserted his spear into the side ear of Wang Yingjue's Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the two weapons were entangled in this way.

After observation, Ling Kun felt that Wang Yingjue's martial arts were strong, flexible, and experienced, far above him, if he wanted to compete with him, he had to give full play to his strengths. Therefore, from the very beginning, he saw the gap between the head of Fang Tian's halberd and the side ear, once the two weapons were entangled, then the two sides could only compete for internal strength.

The two of them each held weapons and refused to give in to each other, and the side ears of Fang Tian's halberd began to deform. Whoever can grab the weapon will have the initiative.

The audience was sweating nervously, and Zhao Mingyue felt even more dizzy.

As Ling Kun expected, Wang Yingjue's internal strength was slightly inferior after all, he felt more and more difficult, and leaned towards Ling Kun step by step, and if he didn't let go, he would be pulled under the horse.

The difference between the high and the low is about to be known, but Wang Yingjue will not give in, he suddenly let go, and at the same time flicked the halberd handle upward. Fang Tian's halberd rotated violently with Ling Kun's spear as the axis. The handle of the gun smashed towards Ling Kun's head with the sound of whistling wind, and Wang Yingjue flew up at the same time and shot Ling Kun in the chest.

This series of moves arrived almost at the same time, and Ling Kun was able to dodge one move in time, but he couldn't dodge the second move.

Zhao Mingyue's face turned pale with fright from this sudden situation, she knew Ling Kun, Ling Kun had not practiced martial arts for a long time, and his adaptability was not so fast at all.

At this moment, she only prayed in her heart, as long as Ling Kun was safe and sound, the ranking was no longer important.

As expected, let alone two moves, Ling Kun couldn't even dodge the first move. In a hurry, you can only hard-connect. He picked up the Ziling Divine Skill to protect his head, and collided with the handle of the halberd that smashed over.

But listening to the sound of "pop", the handle of the halberd was broken into two parts, and Ling Kun's head was unharmed.

But the problem is that Wang Yingjue's toes have been pierced like arrows, and this move is absolutely uncatchable, although he can save his life, but the fate of being kicked off the horse is inevitable.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingyue was also relieved, defeat is defeat, as long as she lives. Unconsciously, two lines of tears were shed.