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Broken lance! This is a trick that the coppersmith master has practiced with him countless times. At that time, the coppersmith had a word first, and this trick had not been tested in any actual combat, and it was left to fate. Li Xu doesn't know how to use a lance, although the black scimitar is long, it is still countless feet short of the length of the lance, and there is no condition to stab people at all. Therefore, he had to take the coppersmith master's unsure skills out to gamble.

Just listen to the "bell!" With a bang, the dragon-like lance suddenly bounced away, but it did not lose control as Li Xu expected, but bent from the head to the center, unloading most of the smashing force. The remaining strength was transmitted to Qian Shixiong's arm, and it was no longer enough to make his weapon out of his hand.

"Good boy!" Qian Shixiong was loud and wonderful for the opponent's strength, moved his back hand outward, his forearm was forced, the long lance seemed to have life, he trembled in mid-air, and swept over again with the strength of the war horse's forward rush.

In this sweep, there are at least more than 300 catties of manpower and horsepower combined. If he uses a black knife to push outward, Li Xu guarantees that he will be swept off the horse by this lance. Immediately, he leaned forward, threw the stirrup out of the saddle, and hid himself on the other side of the horse's back. Qian Shixiong swept the air with a lance, couldn't catch it, and watched his opponent run past him.

The two armies were hedged, and the cavalry of both sides usually had only one chance to face each other. The first time you can't hit the other person, you have to hand this person over to your companion behind you. He used the speed of his horse to rush towards the enemy's second platoon of cavalry. But at the moment, it is on the school field, so it is over in person, and the two sides have to bring their war horses back to fight again. After Li Xu and Qian Shixiong ran fifty or sixty steps by the inertia of the war horse, they each turned their horses' heads.

"Good!" Under the school grounds, the cheers were like thunder. Wu Benlang gave Qian Shixiong the upper hand in the duel, which was the result that everyone expected. But the young man who was on the right side of him was cleverly broken, clever in hiding, and skillful in swordsmanship and riding skills were also eye-opening. The men in the army are usually relatively straight, although the government soldiers and the food guards have a lot of grievances, and when they see the other party's wonderful performance, they will still tear their throats and cheer for them.

The two urged the war horse again, and Qian Shixiong's lance no longer deliberately showed mercy. Through the first round of testing just now, he already felt that his opponent was not an ordinary teenager. As soon as the contempt was gone, the strength and accuracy of the hands were greatly enhanced.

Li Xu relied on the immature moves of the coppersmith master, and reluctantly dealt with the second photo. No one needs to remind him, he also knows that he is not General Qian's opponent. The lance was the same as the one used by the infantry captain, and it was actually elastic. When striking the head of the lance, it is simply impossible to get it out of your hands. In this way, he suffered greatly in weapons. Every time, someone else came first, and he resolved the other party's first move before he had a chance to return it.

In the third, fourth, and fifth photos, Li Xu was so busy that he was covered in sweat. It wasn't until the sixth photo that Leng Zi finally returned the knife. Qian Shixiong shook his lance slightly, and knocked the black knife away. The second horse made a mistake in the stirrup, and he also stabbed a hand back to the horse lance, forcing Li Xu to be in a hurry.

"Boy, if you don't admit defeat again, I'll be merciless!" Following the moment when the war horse disengaged by inertia, Qian Shixiong shouted at the top of his voice. To be able to use a scimitar to such an extent, this young man is also very skilled. Beating him off the horse is really unbearable.

"I'm going to release cold arrows, general, be careful!" Li Xu replied without looking back. The area around the school was too noisy, so both of them desperately opened their throats when they spoke. The conversation between them couldn't help but be heard by the other party, and the soldiers who were closer to the two of them also heard a vague idea.

"Hahahaha!" Everyone who heard this, including Qian Shixiong himself, burst out laughing. Before releasing the cold arrow, I also notified it, which kind of cold arrow is it.

Despite this, the crowd stopped making noise. The sound of gongs and drums and the sound of striking weapons affect the ear power, and if the young man really releases the arrow, the sound of the bowstring becomes the only way for Qian Shixiong to judge the cold arrow. Even if everyone loves talent, they must not help Li Xu.

"What's going on?" The iron rod on the platform did not know why the sound of war drums and the beating of shields suddenly stopped, and he asked loudly.

Taking advantage of the fact that the war horses of the two had not yet come back, someone immediately passed Li Xu's words to the general's platform. Hearing this, all the generals couldn't help but laugh. It was a matter of time before the young man riding the dark horse lost, everyone was born in the army, and they were clear about the final result in their hearts. But this person dares to take the initiative to take the initiative to fight for his boss, and he can support him to five times under General Qian's lance, which is also a rare talent. Immediately, many people fell in love with talents and inquired about the identity of the teenager.

"This son is Li Yuan's nephew, and it is said that he once killed more than 20 Goguryeo assassins in a night battle! Looking at his skills today, I am afraid that the future is limitless! Yu Wenshu smiled and introduced to everyone.

"The Li family is full of talents!" Someone nodded in appreciation.

The same thing sounds different to different people. Some generals are really envious of Li Yuan's good luck, and there are many talents among the younger generations of the family. Some generals frowned secretly, wishing that Qian Shixiong would miss for a while, and waved his spear to pick the young man under the horse.

"Pass the old man's order, tell General Qian not to hurt him!" The wheat iron rod commanded loudly. Seeing Li Xu's style, he already loved talent, but at this moment, he heard that he was Li Yuan's nephew, and he didn't want him to have any mistakes.

"Yes!" The soldiers on both sides agreed, and just about to turn around and give the order. Suddenly, I heard a loud shout from the school grounds: "Look at the arrows!" ”

Everyone was stunned, and hurriedly concentrating, only to see Wu Benlang put Qian Shixiong on the saddle and leaned back suddenly, the back of his head was lowered and the horse's buttocks were slammed, and an iron plate bridge came upright.

"Good!" The connoisseurs couldn't help but cheer. The armor that the Great Sui Dynasty was equipped with for the generals was quite heavy, and Qian Shixiong was very heavy, and the silver-plated iron armor on his body was twenty-five or six pounds heavy. Wearing such a bulky armor and making such a flexible dodge on a horse, it is indeed worthy of the name of a hundred veteran generals.

After the cheers were over, someone realized that Fang Caigen did not have feathered arrows flying towards General Qian Shixiong, and the dark horse boy had a bow in his hand, shouting loudly in his mouth, but his fingers did not even touch the bowstring.

"Coax!" The guards laughed in unison. dared to play tricks on people in the martial arts arena, Li Xu was the first. Even if he lost to Qian Shixiong today, the grain guards also fought for face.

Everyone smiled like this, and Qian Shixiong's face was a little unbearable. He straightened up and wanted to charge with a lance, but he had just sat up straight on his horse, and heard a bowstring sound in his ears.

"Hey!" Qian Shixiong shouted angrily and leaned his upright body back again. There was silence at first, then laughter. The sky was blue in front of me, and there were feathered arrows flying somewhere.

With nearly thirty pounds of armor, he leaned back twice in a row, even if it was the courage of Qian Shixiong, who was a martial general, sweat broke out on his forehead. Knowing that he was teased by Li Xu again, he didn't laugh angrily, his calf caught the horse's belly, the heel of his boots touched the edge of the golden stirrup, and he rushed up while straightening his waist.

In an instant, the war horse rushed forward more than thirty steps. Qian Shixiong slowly straightened up, no matter how tricks the other party used, he didn't plan to dodge. The distance between the two men was only a little more than a hundred paces, and as long as he rushed closer, he could push each other off the horse with a single lance.

He had just tilted his head up, and before he could look forward, suddenly, there was another sound of wind in his ears. With many years of experience, Qian Shixiong knew that the feather arrow was coming. If you want to lean back again, where is it too late.

I only heard a loud "bang", and then the bells, drums, cymbals, and cymbals kept ringing in my ears. The body seemed to rush into a land and water dojo, and there were Sanskrit singing golden songs everywhere. In front of me, it seems that a dyeing workshop has opened, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and five-color brocade fluttering high.

Finally recovering from the chaos, Qian Shixiong looked closely, only to see a burly young man leading a horse, standing in front of his mount with a smile.

"General Qian is strong in martial arts, and he is willing to bow down!" Li Xu stood on the ground and arched his hand and said with a smile. He was only a brigade commander and could not call himself a general, so he had to call himself a lowly officer.

Seeing this, Qian Shixiong hurriedly turned over and dismounted. While returning the salute, he said: "Little brother is good at archery, Qian thinks he is not as good." With that, he lowered his head and tore off his iron helmet, only to see a cold carved feather inserted between the helmets impartially. Half a point higher, it will definitely shoot away. One inch lower, it will not be the iron helmet that will be broken, but its own front door.