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"No, it's the Thirteen Horses Exhibition!" The other half shouted Zhan Dazhao's name.

There are also sparse people shouting the names of several other people, such as "Meng Xiaoren", "Kaiming County King", "Kaiyuan County King", and so on.

Bu Qian smiled and looked down at the excited people in the shooting field, raised his hand and waved, and said in an impassioned voice: "The first place in the martial arts test, the winner of the purple robe is the wise and martial great horse Mu Huan, now please take the big horse to the stage to receive the purple robe!" ”

Immediately, there were earth-shattering cheers from both sides of the high platform, and although the people behind did not hear Bu Qian's words clearly, they also knew that it was the number of people who passed the martial arts test and the names of the purple robes who were announced.

Mu Huan's position was not far from the high platform, and after hearing his name announced, he immediately straightened his clothes and strode towards the high platform with his head held high.

The four Imperial Guards rode their horses from both sides of the high platform and galloped along the passages to the left and right sides of the Imperial Martial Arts Field and the Shooting Imperial Field, repeating the words of the march in a loud voice. After the people who were far away heard it clearly, they applauded and cheered again, cheers and applause shook the mountains and shook the mountains, and even Liang Huang, who was concentrating on painting in the bird habitat ten miles away, heard it, he stopped his brush, turned his head to look in the direction of the shooting field, well, it should be the end of the martial arts test, and the purple robe also has a master, but I don't know who the purple robe winner is, is it the eighth or the tenth? In Emperor Liang's subconscious, he still hoped that his son would get a purple robe. Thinking of this, his face showed a hint of excitement, inadvertently, a drop of ink dropped on the painting that had been half completed, this is a picture of mountains and rivers and birds, Liang Huang did not mind, immediately picked up the pen and wandered around this drop of ink, and a white crane with wings about to fly immediately appeared in the picture.

After about half a cup of tea, Mu Huan appeared on the high platform, wearing a purple robe, standing proudly facing the imperial martial arts field, like a god of war, majestic and majestic.

"The big horse is mighty!" From all directions of the Imperial Martial Arts Field and the Shooting Imperial Field, fanatical cheers were heard, wave after wave, as if a tsunami had rolled up. People's admiration for the first place in the martial arts test is much higher than the admiration for the first place in the arrow test. After all, in the eyes of people, archery is just a skillful skill, and high martial arts is real kung fu.

At this moment, Mu Huan was full of ambition and complacent, his eyes swept over the fanatical praisers on both sides of the Imperial Martial Arts Field, and he hugged his fists for a week to show his gratitude. For Mu Huan, the most regrettable thing is that Emperor Liang was not at the scene, and he couldn't be praised by the emperor like Song Qi. However, he was soon relieved, because sooner or later the emperor would know that he was the winner of the purple robe, and this praise was inevitable.

"There are a total of two hundred and eight people who are qualified to participate in the battle, and from these two hundred and eight people, the top three and even the first place in this martial arts conference will be produced."

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army, Bu Qian, reappeared on the edge of the high platform, facing the Imperial Martial Arts Field, and shouted loudly: "Now I announce the rules of the battle: the top three in the arrow test and the top fifteen in the martial arts test can bye the first and second rounds of the competition and directly enter the top sixty-four. Another 192 people had to go through two rounds of two-on-two battles to determine the forty-eight winners. The eliminated ones will no longer fight, and their rankings in this martial arts conference will be determined according to their respective scores in the archery test and martial arts test. The 48 winners plus the 16 byes will find opponents to play against each other by drawing lots to determine the top 32. The eliminators will no longer play against each other, and the winner will continue to draw lots to find opponents to play against each other until the first place is decided. A total of eight rounds of battle are required. ”

After listening to the rules of the battle, everyone only had envy, jealousy and hatred for Song Qi! The top fifteen in the martial arts test are naturally people with high martial arts, and they should have byes in the first and second rounds, even if they don't have byes, they can easily win in the first two rounds of battles and enter the top sixty-four. But Song Qi is different, he ranked one hundred and eighty-nine in the martial arts test, not much ahead compared to the last few places, and now he can directly enter the top sixty-four with two byes, how can he not make those people jealous and resentful?

Besides, the so-called top three in the arrow test can have two byes, and three of them can enjoy preferential treatment, but in fact, only Song Qi can enjoy the benefits of this rule, because the two second place winners of the arrow test, Chai Jun and the Eighth Prince, are among the top fifteen in the martial arts test.

"Alas, this Song Qi's luck is really good!" People couldn't help but sigh with mixed feelings.

"Brother-in-law Song, your luck is so good, it indicates that our plan will definitely succeed!" Liang Mian reached out and patted Song Qi's shoulder, and smiled. At this moment, his thoughts are different from others', he thinks of his own grand cause. Since Song Qi has promised to help himself many times, then Song Qi's good luck is equal to his own good luck.

"And such a good thing? If I knew this, I wouldn't have had to work so hard during the martial arts test! Song Qi was overjoyed, remembering the difficulties when he passed through the obstacles, and said with regret.

"If you don't pass the martial arts test, I'm afraid there may not be such a good thing." Zhan Dazhao smiled slightly and patiently explained, "Preferential treatment like this has happened in every martial arts conference before, but the number of preferential treatment is different each time, or ten, or fifteen, or one round, or two rounds, mainly to control the number of participants in the second or third round to exactly sixty-four. This time, because there were more people who passed the martial arts test, they were given two rounds of preferential treatment. ”

"In the past, the top few or even a dozen of the martial arts test were generally preferential, and the top few in the arrow test were rarely preferential. Speaking of which, it's still Brother-in-law Song's luck! Liang Mian said with a smile. He felt that luck was the most important thing to win the first place in front of so many masters, if he met the person with the most powerful martial arts in the first round, then even if he was in second place, he would be eliminated quickly, and if it was the turn of someone with inferior martial arts every time he was fighting, then anyone who was not good at martial arts could take the first place.

"Song Juma only needs to win one round to enter the top three!" Chai Jun clasped his arms with both hands, smiled at Song Qi, and said meaningfully.

"Everyone is each other!" Song Qi laughed. The reason why Song Qi said this is because Liang Mianzhan and Dazhao and Chai Jun are all among the byes.

"Please wait in the square below the high platform. Can carry any weapon except bows and crossbows. Bu Qian said loudly from the high platform in mid-air.

"Two brothers-in-law, let's go!" Liang Mian said happily.

"His Highness Ten is one step ahead. I'll go back to the brocade and get some weapons, and then I'll join you under the high platform. Song Qi said happily.

"I'll need to get my weapons and go over again." Zhan Dazhao said to Liang Mian.

"Your Highness the Tenth, I'll go back and get some weapons too." Chai Jun said with a fist to Liang Mian.

"Okay, let's meet under the high platform in a moment!" Liang Mian nodded, and walked in the direction of his own Jinpeng in the shooting field, he also needed to go back to get his weapon. (To be continued.) )