Chapter Eighty-Four: The Secret of Victory

The first group came out, and the horse in front of it threw the hydrangea took the lead, and when it ran far, the five racing horses behind jumped out.

The good horse of the moon is definitely not in vain, and it has only run out for a few feet, and it has shown a leading trend.

Seeing that he was slowly forcing the horse dragging the hydrangea, Wei Lanhai took a bow and shot an arrow, lived up to expectations, and shot the hydrangea with an arrow, and returned victorious.

"Not unexpected." Wei Xu looked at Wei Lanhai's name, piling up his colorful heads, "Brother Lanhai has been the winner of several times, and he is really still a lonely master." ”

The prince paid attention to the colorful head under Chen Muzhi's name.

"Although your sister Muzhi is participating in the Jockey Club for the first time, it seems that she is very popular."

This was obviously said to Wei Xu, but it was Li Siqi who was excited: "Yes, yes, my sister Muzhi has the most colorful heads and the highest pile." However, when my jade pendant arrives, these colorful heads are not as rare as my jade pendant. ”

Wei Xu glanced at him, and he was a little dissatisfied.

I don't know if your jade pendant is rare, your words are really underdrawn. "Your sister Muzhi"? Let's make it clear.,Who is the sister of Muzhi?

As he spoke, the second group appeared.

Wei Lanhai's vision is really accurate, although the big man of Wuying Street, who he was optimistic about before, did not lead in speed, but he was stronger than the other four in archery, and he was the first to shoot the hydrangea. Also wins.

Finally, only the last group remained.

This group, three teenagers, two young girls. But there is no doubt about its strength because there are two girls among them.

Especially Chen Muzhi. The fame is not in vain, and the fact that he has just revealed his hand is very eye-catching.

As soon as the five appeared, the three young men of the family became embellishments. Everyone's eyes were focused on the colorful Wang Hualan and the white and dusty Chen Muzhi.

Especially on Chen Muzhi's wrist, there is also a red wrist mark tied for her by Prince Yi's prince.

Prince Yi's prince's house.

If the capital selects the man that the noble lady wants to marry the most, it must be the two of them. One is the crown prince Li Xin, and the other is Wei Xu, the prince of Prince Yi's mansion.

The charm of the crown prince Li Xin lies in the power of the world, and the charm of the prince Wei Xu is to fascinate all beings.

The bright red ribbon fluttered on Chen Muzhi's wrist, making her snow-white power suit with a touch of excitement and eye-catching.

Wang Hualan kept looking at Chen Muzhi secretly, but Chen Muzhi didn't look at her.

The pony was so calm that he didn't care at all about the other four horses beside him, who were a head taller than him.

Well, the strong never win by height.

The leading horse had already galloped away, and when it was twenty feet away, the rider threw the hydrangea tied with a red brocade belt backwards.

The moment the hydrangea hit the ground, the five horses next to each other galloped forward like arrows from the string.

The four opponents in this group are also the winners of each group in the first round, and their level is naturally much higher than that of the opponents in the first round.

Chen Muzhi rode a pony, but he didn't show his advantage for a while, but Wang Hualan's Feiyan passed past Chen Muzhi and ran to the front.

However, the moment Feiyan passed by, Chen Muzhi smelled the smell of incense.

She knew that Wang Hualan was doomed.

Wang Hualan did not listen to Chen Muzhi's advice, and when she chose the meritorious horse in the western stable, she had already lost for a while.

She painted the war horse with perfume, which was simply an insult to the war horse.

The distance of 20 zhang is not within the range of an arrow, and the leading horse and the horse race often have to run several laps in the racecourse before entering the riding and archery stage.

"Ah, is Sister Kieda going to lose?" Li Siqi became nervous.

The prince also narrowed his eyes, could it be that the riders of Wuying Street were going to go down to the second city?

The aristocratic family can't compete with the folk riders, and it seems to be a bit faceless.

Not far away, Zheng Cunfang, who had just sat down, had not had time to remove the wrist mark on his hand, and was already stunned by the fierce competition on the field.

"Wang Hualan is so strong?" She couldn't believe her eyes.

Only Zheng Cunxi is very calm.

"Strong in horses, not in people." He leaned forward, put his hands on his knees, stared at the arena, and said, "If you run one more lap, Wang Hualan's horse will not be able to hold it." ”

"Oh? How does Big Brother know? Zheng Cunyan was also curious.

"This is Feiyan, a famous meritorious war horse. The meritorious war horse does not go to the battlefield, but it is raised in the Guogong Mansion, why do you think about it? ”

Zheng Cunfang tilted his head and said, "Because you're old?" ”

"Yes." Zheng Cunxi looked at her appreciatively, "No one can compete with the word 'old', let alone a horse." The explosiveness of the first round of fighting, Feiyan can still fight. This second round is a fighting force, and young and strong horses have an advantage. ”

Zheng Cunyan shook his head: "Miserable, Feiyan is really miserable." ”

Wei Lanhai's snort appeared behind him: "Heh, it's really miserable." is a good war horse, dressed up in fancy clothes, and painted with incense. A soldier may be killed, but not humiliated, and the same is true for horses. ”

The crowd was dumbfounded. Wei Lanhai sat down beside Zheng Cunxi.

"Zheng guards understand horses. Let's talk? ”

What to talk about, I don't have time. Zheng guards want to watch the game.

Sure enough, the lap that Zheng Cunxi expected, Feiyan only lasted half a lap, although it was still running as hard as it could, its body gradually slowed down.

Zheng Muzhi, who did not show the dew at the beginning, surpassed the past at this time.

Wang Hualan was shocked and whipped Feiyan heavily.

But on the horse farm, it's not whoever draws heavily that whose horse runs fast. Poor Feiyan was in pain and ran desperately, but she still watched Chen Muzhi's pony gradually run away.

As long as the pony can take the lead in the chase, the rest will be handed over to Chen Muzhi.

Chen Muzhi is not only good at small swords, swords, whips, whips, and hammers, but also other people's small arrows and arrows, okay?

And this small arrow is also specially customized by Chen Yu'an, which is the most suitable for the girl's figure and arm strength.

As soon as such a bow and arrow were drawn, Chen Muzhi immediately felt the power from his father.

An arrow of "whoosh" came out of the string......

But he heard an angry roar behind him, and a young rider had already slapped his horse to catch up, and almost at the same time, the arrows of the two flew out one after the other.

The young man's arm strength was stronger than Chen Muzhi's, and seeing that his arrow was faster, he flew past Chen Muzhi's arrow and flew forward.

The people who watched the game thought that Chen Muzhi was already in control, but they didn't expect to bite the gold halfway, and they all exclaimed.

But the exclamation was not over, the aftermath was still there, and the field suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers.

The boy's arrow missed!

Although the arrow was faster, it missed a few inches from the hydrangea, flew straight over, and plunged diagonally into the loess.

And Chen Muzhi's arrow, impartial, is in the middle of the hydrangea.

Life. Not necessarily faster than whom, but more accurate than whom.

Be fast and accurate, and you can win in the end!

Wei Xu was on the viewing platform, seemingly very calmly high-five Chen Muzhi.

Only he knew that his palms were already wet.

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