(of.) (of.) From the morning, Yang Wang, the king of Qi, locked himself in his room, and no one was seen, and he received the news that the king of Jin had been named the king of Yong, which made him lose all hopes, and his dream was shattered at this moment, and he felt that his life path had become dark from now on, and he would walk alone in the vast and endless darkness.

"Your Highness!"

At noon, the voice of the chief worshipper Zhang Zhongjian came from outside the door, "I have something important to say to Your Highness." ”

Yang ignored him, as if he hadn't heard anything, he was still staring at the wall, his heart still struggling in the boundless darkness.

"Your Highness, please let the lowly rank in!"

"Your Highness, things are not as bad as you think."

Yang suddenly woke up from the darkness, "Come in!" He said in a hoarse voice.

The door opened, and Zhang Shenjian's burly figure appeared at the door, "Your Highness!" He bowed down and slammed the door shut, I don't like the light.

Zhang Zhongjian closed the door, he took a few steps forward, knelt in front of Yang, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, there is still a chance!" ”

Yang slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Zhongjian suspiciously, "What other chance do I have?" ”

Zhang Zhongjian smiled slightly: "Your Highness, think about it, how old is the Holy Lord this year, and how many years can King Jin live?" ”

Yang's tightly knit brows slowly opened, and his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a bright light on the dark road.

"That's right! How could I not have thought of it? ”

Yang jumped up suddenly, his heart suddenly brightened, and a sudden joy made his heart almost explode, "Why didn't I think of it!" ”

He laughed out loud, and the laughter replied in the room, and even the Shi Wei outside admired it so much, or Zhang was very powerful, and when he went in, he only said a word, and His Royal Highness the King of Qi was like being beaten with chicken blood.

Yang finally calmed himself down, he suddenly felt that Zhang Zhongjian's red beard was full of wisdom, he never took this beard to heart, just because of his strong martial arts and worshiped him, I didn't expect him to have a vision that ordinary people don't have.

"Zhang Xianfeng, how many years do you think he can live?"

"I've seen him, he's too obese, the saint may think that he became the crown prince, and if he takes care of him well, he can lose weight It can only be said that the saint thinks too much wishful thinking, the obesity of the King of Jin is actually a disease, this kind of obesity is common in Sogdia, I have also seen it, and he generally does not live to be twenty-five years old."

"You mean that the Sogdians could cure him of this disease?" Yang's brows furrowed again.

"Nope! There is no cure. Zhang Zhongjian shook his head resolutely.

Yang Chang breathed a long sigh of relief, and he nodded approvingly to Zhang Zhongjian, "You are very good, I will listen to your opinions more in the future, although you don't have many words, you can always get to the point, unlike that Xue Ju, who has courage and no strategy, let me down." ”

"I don't dare to be humble, in the past, I was too lazy and didn't serve His Highness well, and I am ashamed of my humble position."

"Don't mention the previous things, I'll just look at the future." Yang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

At this time, there was a ruthlessness from the guard's door, "Your Highness, Yang Yuanqing is outside the palace, he said that he made an appointment to compete with Zhang Xianfeng." ”

Yang was stunned, he looked at Zhang Zhongjian, and asked suspiciously, "Have you made an appointment with Yang Yuanqing?" ”

Zhang Zhongjian smiled bitterly, he joked that day, Yang Yuanqing really came, he hurriedly said: "I met him on the street two days ago, that is, on the second day of Princess Leping's birthday banquet, I said that I wanted to ask him for archery skills when I was free, but I just said it casually, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously." ”

As soon as Zhang Zhongjian finished speaking, a thought suddenly popped into his mind, had he found out the clue of assassinating the King of Jin that night?

Yang was silent for a moment, and a chilling killing intent slowly burst out of his eyes, "Slaughter Yang Yuanqing for me!" ”

At the gate of the Qi Palace, dozens of Shi guards held shields and knives, staring nervously at Yang Yuanqing not far away, about twenty steps away, Yang Yuanqing leaned against a big tree, his eyes were indifferent, and he chewed a branch in his mouth, as if he was waiting for the amorous young man next door girl to come to meet, in stark contrast to the Shi guards' great enemy.

King Jin ordered him to investigate the assassination case, Zhang Zhongjian is undoubtedly the biggest suspect, of course, Yang Yuanqing is not for King Jin to investigate, he has no interest in the assassination of King Jin, the only thing he cares about is Niuniu, is that slender figure that night Niuniu?

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, Zhang Zhongjian appeared from the side on horseback, he galloped over, and shouted from afar: "Yang Yuanqing, provoke in front of the Qi Palace, don't you want to live?" ”

"I'm just here for you, and I have nothing to do with anyone else!"

Yang Yuanqing slowly walked up the street, staring at Zhang Zhongjian who was galloping towards him, Zhang Zhongjian was fully armed, wearing soft armor, carrying a long knife at his waist, holding a spear of one foot and five feet, his bow and arrows hung on the saddle bridge, but Yuanqing paid attention to his arrows.

To Yang Yuanqing's surprise, Zhang Zhongjian's arrow was no longer a wild duck feather, but a mouth feather arrow, 'Yu Gai Mizhang! , Yang Yuanqing sneered, if it wasn't for a weak heart, why would he change the arrow?

When an archer is accustomed to an arrow, he will never change it easily, it will affect the feel, and thus the accuracy, especially when he is an assassin, he cannot easily change the arrow, which will directly affect the assassination effect.

If Zhang Zhongjian didn't change his arrows > still used his wild duck feather arrows, Yang Yuanqing wouldn't be sure, but this change of arrows, 'there is a sixty percent certainty, this person is very likely to be the assassin that night, but Yang Yuanqing does things, at least eighty percent or more certainty can be determined.

Zhang Zhongjian's horse stopped five steps away, and he glanced at Yang Yuanqing coldly, "Do you want to compete with me for arrows?" ”

"It's not about comparing arrows, it's just a discussion, Brother Zhang, go to the Chongrenfang campus!"

Zhang Zhongjian glanced at him deeply, urged the war horse, and galloped away outside the fang, Yang Yuanqing also turned over on the horse, urged the war horse, and accelerated towards the direction of Chongrenfang.

In the school field of Chongrenfang, a team of more than 300 people of the left guard soldiers are training to shoot horses, I heard that there is a competition of arrows, the soldiers gave up the field, surrounded on both sides, waiting with great interest to watch the battle, during this time the martial arts in the capital gathered, the competition of arrows became a trend, in the large and small school fields in the capital, you can see a competition of martial artists everywhere... Or in a group of three or five, or two people against each other.

At the beginning, this kind of competition attracted many people to watch the battle, but after a long time, as more and more competitions were held, the people of the capital were no longer surprised, and few people went up to watch.

Therefore, when Yang Yuanqing's carriage rushed into the school field, there were only a dozen idlers squatting next to the school field... There is no more crowding like the competition between him and He Ruobi.

However, more than 300 Zuo Wuwei soldiers were boiling, they recognized Yang Yuanqing, who turned out to be the first arrow in the world of the Holy Emperor's seal, and they rode to the school field one after another, lest they miss this rare wonderful.

"Yang Yuanqing, how do you want to compare?" Zhang Zhongjian asked loudly.

"By the steppe method... We each shoot three arrows at each other... Win or lose, the matter is over. ”

"Yes, you come first!"

Zhang Zhongjian turned off his horse's head and ran dozens of steps away, Yang Yuanqing slowed down his horse and pulled out an iron arrow, he usually doesn't use iron arrows easily, more out of a deterrent, but today in order to make Zhang Zhongjian go all out, he decided to use iron arrows for the first arrow.

Yang Yuanqing suddenly sped up the horse's speed... A bow is an arrow, and the arrow is fast... The force is strong, shooting directly at Zhang Zhongjian who is sixty steps away, Zhang Zhongjian has seen Yang Yuanqing's iron arrow in the Qi Palace, he is vigilant in his heart, the arrow speed is too fast, and before the arrow whistles, he turned to one side, drew his knife and slashed...'Dang! , with a loud bang, the knife and arrow struck ... The iron arrow was slashed away, but Zhang Zhongjian's arm was also shocked to a burst of numbness, and the knife almost came out of his hand.

Zhang Zhongjian was secretly frightened, he had been in the world for nearly ten years, and he had fought countless archers, but it was the first time he had encountered someone who used iron arrows, although Yang Yuanqing's arrow speed was fast, but he had also seen people who were faster than Yang Yuanqing's arrow speed, and in his memory, Yang Yuanqing's arrow speed could only be ranked between five and six.

But no one can compare to Yang Yuanqing in terms of the power of the arrow, and he almost shook his knife away, which was unprecedented, and Zhang Zhongjian suddenly realized that he was a little underestimated.

At this time, Yang Yuanqing was seventy steps away, he sneered, this time he pulled out two bamboo arrows, instead of iron arrows, he stretched his bow and arrows, pulled the string like a full moon, and the two arrows shot at Zhang Zhongjian like lightning, one arrow to take the horse, one arrow to take the person.

This time Zhang Zhongjian was on a small dang, although he raised his vigilance and did not dare to underestimate the enemy, but Yang Yuanqing's first arrow left him with experience almost killed him, if the power of the iron arrow lies in the strong force, then the power of the bamboo arrow lies in the speed, Zhang Zhongjian's defense focuses on strength, when he saw the black spot in the air, he instinctively slashed with a knife, with a method of unloading, but he was half a beat slower, the arrow arrived in front of him in an instant, up and down, the lower arrow took the horse's neck, and the upper arrow took his throat.

Zhang Zhongjian was scared out of a cold sweat, this is the speed of the arrow he has never seen, and it is a double dragon out of the water, the arrow is fast, accurate, ruthless, so that he is breathtaking, he has no time to think, can only rely on instinct to defend, the crotch of the war horse was frightened by Yang Yuanqing's arrow and screamed, the front hooves raised, the arrow became a shot to the horse's belly, just at the moment when the arrow was about to hit the horse's belly, Zhang Zhongjian's right foot kicked out, extremely fast, kicked the tail of the arrow off, and the arrow grazed the horse

But Zhang Zhongjian couldn't dodge the arrow that shot people, the arrow was already in his face, he almost didn't think about it, opened his mouth and bit the arrow, 'Bang! With a bang, the teeth burst and the arrow shot into his mouth, and in this moment of life and death, the tip of the arrow stopped tightly against the palate of his mouth.

The soldiers around were all exclaimed, thinking that Zhang Zhongjian would definitely die, Zhang Zhongjian slowly pulled out the arrow from his mouth and spit out two bloody teeth, at this time he was covered in cold sweat, almost collapsed, he felt that he had been beaten back from the palace of Hades.

He has been out for ten years, and there have been no less than twenty such arrows, but he has never been as dangerous as today, so that Xing's life hangs on a thread, not only because Yang Yuanqing is clever in archery, but more importantly, Zhang Zhongjian was fooled, Yang Yuanqing's first arrow left a deep impression on his strong strength, and he ignored the speed of the arrow a little, but the last two arrows were changed to speed, and directly hit his weakness of ignoring speed, almost making Zhang Zhongjian die on the spot.

Zhang Zhongjian spat out two bloody teeth, which was a heavy setback he had never had, he suddenly became a little annoyed, and pulled out an arrow, it was his turn next.