Chapter 246 is a blockbuster

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Xue'er's delicate face, and was a little at a loss.

Xue'er gently took Luo Xiaofeng's hand: "If you don't dislike it, I'm willing...... ...... with you for the rest of your life"

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The capital city of Bianliang.

The big test of the palace examination.

On the field, the black pressure was overwhelming, and it was full of onlookers.

Today is the martial arts palace test, when Zhao Xuan, the son of heaven, on a whim, openly selected the martial champion.

The big red announcement has long been posted, and strange people from all over the world have enthusiastically signed up to participate. The most striking thing among the contestants was a plainly dressed teenager who looked to be only a teenager, of medium stature, and a thin little face full of fortitude and stubbornness.

The boy's name is Luo Xiaofeng.

The first game of the palace test is a competition of riding and archery.

Dozens of horses neighed and galloped around the arena, and the riders on the horses were armed with bows and arrows, choosing the best time to strike.

The target was dozens of copper coins hanging from a high pole beam.

Dozens of copper coins are hung with dozens of thin bright red threads.

The wind swept by, and dozens of copper coins hanging in mid-air swayed with the wind.

The players on the field are more than 100 feet away from the goal. The odds of hitting the target at such a distance are extremely low. What's more, the players are all riding on galloping horses, and the target copper coin is fluttering again.

Six arrows were fired, and dozens of copper coins hung from the crossbar.

Six players exited the field in frustration.

On the field, waves of players came up, and wave after wave of dejected retreated......

The remaining four players haven't made a shot yet, but it's only a matter of time.

In the stands, the gong sounded for the second time. If the gong strikes for the third time and the player has not yet made a move, the referee will award a loss.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh", three more arrows were shot out from different directions at different times.

The princes and nobles in the stands all watched with wide eyes.

With the sound of "dang", a copper coin fell to the ground, and a well-dressed young man cheered on horseback.

The crowd of onlookers was in a commotion, the princes and ministers in the stands applauded, and even the current emperor Zhao Hang stretched his neck and stood up involuntarily.

The magistrate's face was full of red light, and he ran to the emperor in a fart, knelt down on his knees, and reported in a shrill voice: "Long live the emperor, the big test of riding and shooting, the son of the prime minister wins." ”

The prime minister in the stands, touching his red rosacea nose, a big fat face has long been happy.

On the field, the last player was the plainly dressed teenager Luo Xiaofeng.

The boy sat upright on his horse and rested his arrow lightly on the bowstring.

The crowd began to loosen, and people did not have hope for the unattractive teenager.

Someone was whispering secretly: "Every session is the same, and the final winners are all nine Heng." ”

An old man with white hair sighed: "Jiu Daheng is the only son of the prime minister, this kid does all kinds of evil in the capital, and no one dares to provoke ...... Hey, he's had a good skill since he was a child...... The emperor likes it now......"

The referee trotted all the way back to the arena, he picked up the gong, picked up the small hammer, and glanced at Luo Xiaofeng on horseback with contempt: "The hour has come...... I ......" Before he finished speaking, and before the hammer was struck, the bowstring sounded in his ears, and an arrow flew out of the air.

Luo Xiaofeng shot this arrow almost lying flat on the back of his horse.

Most of the princes and ministers in the stands were careless, in their eyes, the outcome of this game was decided, and no one was optimistic about this unknown young man.

A series of crisp sounds sounded "Dangdangdang", and people were surprised to find that on the crosswood of the high pole, all the remaining nine copper coins fell to the ground.

It is rare for one arrow to hit one copper coin, let alone nine!

This unimaginable miracle actually appeared.

People were stunned for an instant, and the emperor in the stands couldn't believe his eyes.

The people on and off the stage stayed for a long time before they finally came to their senses, and the applause rang out like thunder, and the cheers came and went, wave after wave......

Jiu Daheng sat on the horse in a daze, with a blindfolded face: "How is it possible...... How could it be ......"

The second test is a demonstration of knife skills.

Result: Luo Xiaofeng wins!

The third test was a display of swordsmanship.

Result: Luo Xiaofeng wins!

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The ninth test of the palace is the art of war.

Result: Luo Xiaofeng wins!

In the triennial palace examination, Luo Xiaofeng won every game and became the new martial champion!

The cheers of the onlookers lasted for a long time, and the breath held in my heart was finally vented: Someone finally defeated the Nine Heng!

In less than three days, Luo Xiaofeng's name spread all over the streets and alleys of the capital.

In these days, Luo Xiaofeng refused the banquet of the Jiuda Heng family, refused the wooing of all the princes and ministers, and chose a very secluded residence: a three-room cottage with a small courtyard.

Night falls. The moon is in the sky.

Luo Xiaofeng hurried back.

The hut was already in sight, a small lamp was on, and the pale yellow light shone on the white window paper, which was heartbreakingly soft.

On the path, a man suddenly stumbled and ran.

This person ran very quickly and hit Luo Xiaofeng's body headfirst.

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly reached out and hugged it.

Through the bright moonlight, Luo Xiaofeng saw this person clearly.

The man had gray hair, and the hairpin was a small, sharpened wooden stick. His hair was not properly combed, and his loose hair was still flowing on his temples. The old man's face was thin and thin, and deep wrinkles were faintly visible on his dirty face, and his sparse gray beard was curly. The clothes on the old man's body were too torn, and the words "ragged" were not enough to describe it. The old man was barefoot and didn't even have shoes. Cracked, black feet like charcoal. The only thing the old man had on him was the gourd he had around his waist. The gourd was pitch black, and a rattan was wrapped around the waist.

Luo Xiaofeng hugged the old man and asked with concern, "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

The old man looked at Luo Xiaofeng drunkenly, and said with a grin: "You won the martial champion...... You want to invite my old man to drink......"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled: "Of course you can, it's a pity that your old man is drunk, if you want, tomorrow I will talk about the cold house, and I will invite your old man to drink." ”

At the mention of drinking, the old man's eyes immediately lit up again: "Okay...... ...... well," he said, his tongue curled, but he tilted his neck and took another sip of wine.

The wine was served in a small black gourd.

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the sky: "It's late, come to my house for a night, and wake up tomorrow and go home, okay?"

The old man shook his head like a rattle: "Not good...... Not good...... I can't get used to living anywhere, golden nest and silver nest...... It's not as comfortable as my kennel......"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Then I'll send you back, where does your old man live?"

The old man suddenly broke free of Luo Xiaofeng's hand and took a few steps back: "You asked me where my house is...... What do you mean...... Are you trying to steal my old man's wine and drink......"

(End of chapter)