Chapter 54: The Battle of the Pavilions
As soon as the order of the competition was reached, the martial artists in the courtyard of the pavilion all widened their eyes, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they stared fiercely at the guys who had long been disagreeable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although these people have special skills, most of them have suspicious origins, and most of them are not good at stubble. One by one, from the beginning of the hall, he looked like Lao Tzu was the best in the world. If there is a slight verbal disagreement, and the body collides, the beam is formed. It's just that because of the officers and soldiers in the courtyard, I endured it and didn't have a seizure.
Now it's okay, let's try it in pairs. Doesn't that make it clear that we want to give them a reasonable chance to fight?
Soon, there were a total of 53 people in the courtyard, divided into twenty-six and a half groups. This extra half of the group is Yin Fusheng.
Yin Fusheng just came, and he looked like a weak chicken, and these people really didn't bother to compete with him. Moreover, he had no contact with these people at all, so naturally no one was looking for trouble with him.
After grouping, another order was given, and the courtyard was suddenly dusty and chaotic.
The officials in the main hall also gathered their eyes and searched through the crowd to see if Yin Fusheng was disabled or not, but as a result, they saw a different scene.
I saw that in the chaos, Yin Fusheng took square steps and stood aside to watch the excitement.
The official in charge of shouting the order just now was stunned, "Huh? Why didn't you compete with others? ā
Yin Fusheng hooked the corners of his mouth and said proudly: "No one dares to compete with me." ā
Shouting to the officer's heart, you also said this big thing. It's that no one is sparse to fight with you, so I'm afraid of losing my share.
"This kid! How did you just miss him! The official in the hall slapped the table and aired.
"In the first round, I think no one wants to compete with him, for fear of making people laugh. In the next round, he may not have such good luck. ā
After the initial try, in the twenty-six groups, twenty-six people brushed down, leaving twenty-seven people.
Another round began, and the people who stayed drove away what they didn't like, and naturally there was no goal. Some people started to have crooked thoughts, wanting to pinch the soft persimmon of Yin Fusheng.
Yin Fusheng's expression stood calmly in place, and the commander ordered a team competition, and a big man standing next to Yin Fusheng didn't move his feet, looking down at this piece of small fresh meat fiercely.
When he saw Yin Fusheng also looking up at him, he raised his eyebrows politely.
Yin Fusheng snorted coldly, "Bullying the weak, winning is not martial." Besides, how do you know I can't beat you? If you compete with me, you won't be martial, and if you lose, you will be laughed at. When the time comes, everyone in the world will say that you can't even be a scholar, won't you be reduced to a laughing stock? I can't do it. ā
When the big man heard it, it seemed to make sense. Yes, competing with a weak chicken, it doesn't look good if you win, and it's even worse if you lose. Why bother.
Thinking of this, the big man raised his head, "A certain family doesn't compete with your white-faced doll!" Then he turned around and went to someone else.
The conversation between the two was quite loud, and everyone present heard it. The other martial artists naturally dispelled the idea of pinching the soft persimmon. The field was then divided into thirteen and a half groups.
Yin Fusheng won another game.
"Drink! This guy has a really good mouth. Ge Lao, there are fourteen people left after this competition! Is it more than that? Seeing that after two rounds of competition, Yin Fusheng did not hurt a single hair, Jin Zhijun said unwillingly.
Sun Shenxing leaned over to Ye Xianggao's side and said, "Pavilion Elder, there will be only fourteen people in the next game." If you compare it again, that madman will never be able to escape. ā
Ye Xiang nodded to Gao's beard, and said helplessly with a look in his expression: "Let's compare." The competition in the ring is not much more important. Too much, but it is easy to attract outsiders to laugh. Moreover, His Majesty had already issued an order to order the top three warriors in the previous session to fight against the Korean warriors first. It's just that in the martial arts exam, the strategy theory has always been emphasized, and the second bow horse. I am afraid that there will be something lacking in the competition of force alone, so I will recruit talents. However, according to the old man's view, these people are more than barbaric and lack skills. I'm afraid it will ...... then."
"Don't worry, I am a big country, and there are many talents. How can it be compared to the small country of North Korea? Sun Shenxing patted his ass.
Ye Xianggao sighed lightly, "You don't know." The winning or losing of this contest has a great deal to do with it, and it is even closely related to the border war. Soon after the old man returned to the cabinet, he encountered this incident, and he couldn't be worried. ā
Sun Shenxing was about to ask again, but the competition outside the hall was over. Thirteen people were eliminated, and fourteen people remained.
"Then divide the rest into seven groups and try on their own." Ye Xianggao casually commanded.
The commander was about to step out of the hall when he heard someone outside the hall talking loudly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the students think that this method of competition is wrong."
Well? What a man is so bold! Dare to say that it is not right to be an old court.
Everyone looked intently out.
Yes, he dares. He even dared to be sarcastic about the officials of the Manchu Dynasty, let alone only one person.
Yin Fusheng stood respectfully and politely in front of the main hall and stood with his hands bowed.
"Oh? What's wrong? Ye Xianggao pinched his beard and said.
"My lord, try in pairs, although it seems reasonable. However, if it is a contest between the strong and the weak, then there are strong among those who go, and there are weak ones among those who retain. ā
When everyone heard it, it really made sense.
Ye Xianggao pondered for a moment and asked, "In that case, why didn't you say it?" At this time, there are only a dozen people left in the fifty people, if there is no talent, wouldn't it be a mistake?! ā
Yin Fusheng smiled indifferently, "My lord, in fact, it doesn't matter whether you say this matter or not. It's just that the students are a little tired of comparison, so I want to offer a better way to compete. ā
As soon as Yin Fusheng's words fell, Jin Zhijun was enraged, and he shouted: "The pre-imperial competition is imminent, and the selection of talents is the most important thing, you dare to say that it is not important?!" ā
Are you tired? You didn't even move much.
"My lord, the student didn't say that the competition in the ring was not important, but just that it didn't matter where these people went."
"What do you mean by that?" Ye Xianggao asked.
Yin Fusheng smiled disdainfully, "As long as I am left alone, the rest will be redundant." ā
As soon as these words came out, the remaining thirteen strong men in the courtyard were angry.
Dare to say that we are superfluous?! You wait!
The strong men rolled up their arms and sleeves angrily, and they were eager to try their best.
The officials in the hall were almost angry. This person is really not afraid of death. Anyone dares to scold, and anyone dares to offend. This is about to compete with others, and he actually said in front of people that others are superfluous.
Compared to this, that couplet is really nothing.
"Elder Ge, since this person is so pretentious, let him compete with the thirteen warriors in the courtyard. How is it? Sun Shen said.
Ye Xianggao nodded and asked Yin Fusheng, "Are you willing?" ā
Yin Fusheng arched his hand, "My lord, since it is the students who singled out the thirteen of them, for the sake of fairness, can the students choose the test items?" ā
"What do you want to compare?"
Yin Fusheng smiled slightly, "Students have to compete with them!" ā