Early the next morning, the list of "martial arts" admission was posted.

From the 11th place to the 50th place, the ranking, name, and place of origin are marked in detail.

The top ten still only have names and places of origin, and there is no ranking, but a special case is given the title of "protégé of the Son of Heaven".

Guo Mo didn't look at the list, nor did he inquire about any news about the list.

In his heart, he wanted to keep this "mystery" until the end.

Today, in front of the "Five Phoenix Towers", compete for the "Wuju" tripod armor.

The official family will lead the civil and military officials to appear on the "Five Phoenix Towers" and allow the people to be present to watch.

As soon as this news came out, it was supposed to be a competition that had only started at the end of the day, and two hours in advance, it was already crowded.

In the weather of Layue, when you go out, you can see a cloud of white mist, and everyone is still happy in the cold wind.

Today's martial arts competition is the final competition of the "martial arts", allowing individuals to bring their own weapons and horses to give full play to their greatest advantages, but they must be inspected and registered in advance.

Guo Mo and Lu Guanying both entered the top ten.

Guo Mo's selection is as it should be, the gap between him and everyone else is too big, and it is completely a dimensionality reduction attack.

Lu Guanying, Ma Zhan doesn't have to say, the horse is fast and the gun is urgent, the "Yang family's marksmanship" is becoming more and more proficient, and the internal strength cultivation is in front of these people, and he can be regarded as a master.

The strategy theory is even more stained with Guo Mo's light, and the "Wu Mu's Suicide Letter" has always been one of the teaching materials for them to learn military strategy in the "Yuying Hall".

The bow and arrow can only be regarded as average, and it is estimated that it is the outstanding performance of the other two, which has improved the overall ranking.

Because there is no need to go out of the city today, the "martial arts" competition has only started, and you can register half an hour in advance.

The two didn't have to hurry, they had breakfast slowly, and chatted with Lu Chengfeng and Nan Xiren for a few words.

In the final finals, Lu Chengfeng and Nan Xiren decided to go to the scene to watch.

At the moment, the four of them mounted their horses and headed towards the Five Phoenix Tower.

I thought that there would be people to watch the scene, but I didn't expect so many people to come.

Fortunately, there are four of them, two of them have proof of participation, and the other two are directly the people in the "Imperial City Division" who are responsible for maintaining law and order.

Even so, it took a lot of effort to get into the infield.

Lu Chengfeng and Nan Xiren could only watch from outside the cordon.

Guo Mo and Lu Guanying, after verifying their identities, were taken to the waiting area.

There are only ten people left in today's assessment.

Each person is arranged with a separate rest area, where they can sit and drink water and rest, and there are actually some melons and fruits on display.

The number of people was small, and it was not far away, so Guo Mo couldn't help but look at the others.

It seems that except for him and Lu Guanying, most of the rest of the people seem to be from the army.

It seems that there are not many people who are proficient in military strategy and horse warfare, and compared with the generals in the army, they are still a little worse.

Because the people in the army have stricter requirements for participating in the competition, they are all limited to under the age of 30, so all the people present are young people.

There is only one person, Guo Mo has some impressions, that is, in the third round, the bye directly promoted to that one.

Looking at the vicissitudes of life on his face, especially the scar, Guo Mo doubted that the fine tradition of modifying age had started from this era?

The other few people, the five big and three rough reckless men barely account for half, and it seems that more people are all strategic.

At the right time, the examiner announced the rules of today's competition.

In front of the "Five Phoenix Building", three competitions can be held at the same time, and each person receives a number plate, from one to ten. The competition is divided into two rounds.

Round 1:

The person who draws the first, second and third numbers will play first, occupying three fields respectively, and the others will play at will to choose their opponents.

Each competition is limited to two quarters of an hour, and the winner is the winner within the limited time, and the loser is defeated.

Winners of five opponents will advance to the next round and will not need to play again.

Those who have failed five times in total will not be able to advance to the next round and will not be able to play again.

For each victory, the interval is at most one tea time, and an opponent must play the game.

Every two, in the first round, can only play each other once.

The three people who took the lead in defeating five opponents were the three tripods of this "martial arts".

Round 2:

In the three tripod armor, three people are competing with the other two, each one.

Those who win two games in a row are the champions;

One win and one loss is the eye of the example;

The loser of both battles is Tanhua.

If they all win one and lose one, there will be a play-off.

After the rules were announced, the ten players were all thinking about it.

This key point is in the first round, not only to look at your own judgment, choose a good opponent, but also to grasp the time.

Those who can't win in two quarters of an hour, or can't be the first three to complete five wins, can't become a tripod league.

Guo Mo actually drew a third number, so he had to get on the horse and pick up the gun and take the lead in entering the venue.

The two people who played at the same time as him also occupied a corner, and the three venues were finished in glyphs, as far apart as possible.

There was not much time, and Guo Mo waited for the first opponent.

"In Xia Lei Peng, come to receive the teaching."

The person who came was a burly man, with a face like tough iron, translucent in black, translucent in bright, and a pair of black steel hair under his chin, like a steel needle, just like an iron wire, and the sound of an urn was angry.

Wearing green soap, a big black horse in his crotch, and holding a big iron gun with a number, it can be seen at a glance that this person is a fierce general in the army.

"In Xia Guo Mo, please advise."

Guo Mo also immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

The two stopped talking, and fought together.

This Lei Peng's martial arts is the strongest of all the opponents Guo Mo has encountered since he participated in the "martial arts".

According to Guo Mo's judgment, Lu Guanying will not be this person's opponent in the horse battle.

A big iron spear, flying up and down, looking for Guo Mo's iron spear, seeing that more than a dozen rounds have passed, this person is not angry, his face is not colorful, it seems that he is also a person who cultivates both inside and outside.

If you want to talk about the weakness, it is that the marksmanship is too ordinary, and the speed is not fast enough.

After more than 20 faces, Guo Mo took the opportunity of two horses and one wrong pedal, withdrew the head of the gun and grabbed the gun, and gently pushed Lei Peng's back.

Of course, Guo Mo will not be heavy-handed, in the end, he is a talent in the army.

I saw Lei Peng's body crooked and lost his balance.

I wanted to rely on my skilled equestrian skills to adjust back, but I didn't expect Guo Mo to push just now, hiding his dark energy, and under the error of judgment, Lei Peng actually fell off the horse.

Some people are expected to go on their horses and fight again, or simply choose to fight on foot.

But Lei Peng knew that the opponent had shown mercy just now and didn't want to hurt himself.

Poke the iron gun into the ground and clench your hands into fists.

"Thank you for your mercy."

"Admit it-" Guo Mo also replied.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to get the first victory.

"Who's going to fight?" Guo Mo asked as he walked into the waiting area.

At this time, Lu Guanying has also taken the lead and is at war.

He knows Guo Mo's strength, and if he wants to be ruthless, he will soon be able to create a winning streak.

According to the rules of the game, you can't sit on the field for too long, and you have to sit down there, isn't that uncomfortable?

Seeing that as soon as Guo Mo came on the field, he also took the horse and carried the gun, and directly chose the No. 1 player to fight.

The other two are still in the competition, except for Lei Peng, who has been on the field, there are still four people left in the waiting area.

One of them made the Santing machete, and when he saw that no one answered, he couldn't help it.

Pick up the knife and get on the horse, and come to Guo Mo's horse.

"Boy, you're quite opportunistic, huh? A certain family will come to meet you. ”

Zhang Ce didn't wait for Guo Mo to answer, and chopped with a knife.

Guo Mo waved the iron gun and returned the fight.

really got started, Guo Mo found that this person's martial arts were also acceptable, but he still couldn't catch up with Lei Peng just now.

In just fifteen or sixteen faces, Guo Mo made a move of "Spirit Snake Spit Letter", and a shot was pointed at the back of Zhang Ce's knife, making a "hanging" word.

Zhang Ce's big knife was out of control, and he was directly picked off the horse.

Zhang Ce's face turned red, he dismounted and picked up the machete, and returned to the waiting area.

There was an uproar outside the court, and before the other venues won or lost, Guo Mo had already won two consecutive battles here.

"Who's going to fight?" Guo Mo asked again at the waiting area.

At this time, the other field also divided the winners and losers, and the No. 2 person was drawn and swept off the horse by the challenger.

"Meng Heng won—"

The people outside the stadium didn't know who shouted.

Guo Mo heard this name, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it seems that this "martial arts" is worth his trip.

Guo Molema, turned to look at the field, a white-robed young general, who was carrying the "Golden Nail Jujube Yang Lance" upside down, didn't understand his body, where did he get so much strength?

"A certain Li Geng, come to ask for advice!"

Guo Mo was looking at Meng Heng, and a voice sounded in his ears.

"In Xia Guo Mo, please advise."

After more than a dozen faces, Guo Mo won the third victory.

"Who's going to fight?"

When Guo Mo's voice reached the waiting area again, everyone stopped answering for a while.

"I'll come—"

It was the people who fought fiercely for nearly two quarters of an hour and lost to Meng Heng at the last moment.

Seeing that the other party rested for a while, he was not injured, and he also carried an iron gun in his hand.

Guo Mo found out that this person was the only bye who was promoted.

"In Xia Guo Mo, please advise."

"In Xia Qin Ju, please advise."

"Qin Ju"? Guo Mo's eyes widened.

This is another familiar name, this person is a little famous in the sequence of military generals in the Southern Song Dynasty, and he is also an out-and-out patriotic general, and he finally died on the battlefield.

The point is that this person's ancestor is more famous.

His grandfather Qin Xi, whose surname was Wang, later worshiped a father-in-law, who was the notorious Qin Hui in history.

This Qin Ju has been named as the great-grandson of a traitor all his life, but his nature is kind, and he is both civil and military.

Determined to serve the country, even if he is only judged, he will do his best to lead the army.

Seeing the other party's surprise when he heard his name, Qin Ju thought that Guo Mo had also heard of him, and he was disdainful after knowing that he was Qin Hui.

Qin Ju sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't argue, as if he was used to it.

Guo Mo keenly captured the loneliness on Qin Ju's face, knowing that the other party would be wrong, he hurriedly hugged his fists.

"Brother Qin, don't blame, when the younger brother heard Brother Qin's name and thought of Brother Qin's generous deeds, he couldn't help but be distracted for a while, and I hope Brother Qin will forgive me."

Guo Mo said very sincerely, what he thought of was that Qin Ju was in another time and space, as if this year, he was outnumbered and died on the battlefield.

Qin Ju, who had reached the age of thirty, was stunned, but he still saw sincerity in Guo Mo's eyes and knew that the other party was not sarcastic or perfunctory.

"The school field is the battlefield field, Brother Guo will see the recruitment."

Qin Ju's marksmanship is somewhat interesting, and in the middle and peaceful, there is no lack of tricky and ruthless.

When the killing rose, the scar on his face was even more eye-catching, and his body was full of murderous aura.

This should be in the sea of corpses and blood, and the person who has rolled three times can have such a murderous aura, right?

"You use the 'Huyan Marksmanship'?"

After more than a dozen face-to-face shots, Qin Ju suddenly asked.

It is worthy of being the root of a wealthy family, even if it declines, its knowledge is very incomparable.

Qin Ju saw that Guo Mo couldn't be defeated in the battle, so he changed his tactics and changed his marksmanship, like a storm, rushing to his face.

Qin Ju's moves were surprising and he had rich experience in actual combat, but it was a pity that he met Guo Mo.

After fighting for thirty faces, Qin Ju shot Guo Mo's throat, Guo Mo tilted his head and dodged sideways.

Probed his left hand, grabbed Qin Ju's gun, and fought with one hand, and actually snatched the big gun.

Qin Ju's hands were empty, trembling slightly, his hands were actually shaken apart by a force transmitted from the big gun.

"Brother Guo is very capable, Qin is willing to bow down."

Qin Ju is different from the ordinary generals before, this is a person who has seen the world.

Just now, Guo Mo knew that this person was not only powerful in kung fu immediately, but it was estimated that other kung fu had also reached the peak.

Guo Mo returned the big iron spear and said "concession".

"Wow, I've won four games in a row—"

Looking around, there was a lot of noise.

At this point, the time was just over an hour.

There have also been changes in the field, Meng Heng has won two in a row and is competing for the third team.

Lu Guanying won for a while, and lost to a young man who used a gun in the second battle, looking younger than Lu Guanying, and he didn't look like a man in the army.

The person who is fighting with this person is the previous Lei Peng, and there should be no problem in winning this time.

"Who's going to fight?"

This time, Guo Mo didn't shout so loudly, and the people in the waiting area still heard it clearly.

A young player looked at the other two competitions in the field, looked at Guo Mo again, gritted his teeth, and came on the horse with a gun.

"Who's coming?"

"A certain Wang Jian, I came here to ask for advice."

"Wang Jian? Haha, I'll just say, even Meng Hui is here, how can Wang Jian, who is also in the 'Loyal Shun Army', not come. Guo Mo's heart blossomed.

If Meng Heng is a generation of handsome talents, this Wang Jian must also be a generation of famous generals, and the two of them work together to destroy Jin and resist Mongolia, and they are both people who make the enemy generals fearful.

It's a pity that at that time, the weak generals were defeated by the enemy, and the strong generals were defeated by their own people.

To be honest, Wang Jian at this time has not reached his personal peak in the art of war and martial arts, and in terms of marksmanship, he may not be Qin Ju's opponent.

It's just that Qin Ju died young, and Wang Jian lived to be sixty-six years old, and he fought on the battlefield for decades more than Qin Ju, and his achievements and achievements were naturally far above Qin Ju.

After more than 20 rounds, Wang Jian was defeated, and Guo Mo was ranked in the top three tripods.

"Okay—"

Outside the field, no matter who you know or don't know, you shout in unison.

Guo Mo also drove the yellow horse, held the iron gun high, and slowly circled the field to accept everyone's cheers.

Guo Mo deliberately made such a high profile, just to arouse everyone's martial arts.

"This stinky boy, he loves to show off so much." The official standing on the tower muttered.

The old lady who was waiting on the side listened, and she didn't dare to make a sound, so she whispered in the ear of the official.

"Everyone, your arrangements shouldn't be of much use. As far as these people in the field are concerned, the gap between them and the master is too big. ”

Guo Mo returned to the waiting area, and the examiner hurriedly ordered two more people to occupy Guo Mo's original venue.

Except for Guo Mo, the progress of the others is normal.

There have been several encounters, and in two quarters of an hour, it is impossible to tell the winners and losers.

An hour later, Meng Heng also won five games and became the second person to win the top three tripods.

He had two matches, both of which were won or lost when time was running out.

One is against Qin Ju, and the other is against Lu Guanying.

In the field, there are still six people, who are fighting against each other.

Among them, Wang Jian and the young player who defeated Lu Guanying have both won four victories.

The battle for the last seat of the three tripods has entered the white heat.

At this time, Wang Jian's opponent was Lu Guanying, and the opponent of the young general was Qin Ju.

Wang Jian's horse combat kung fu can be said to be on par with Lu Guanying, but he has more actual combat experience than Lu Guanying.

And Lu Guanying's "Yang family marksmanship" is even better.

The two of them were so hard to separate that they finally forgot the time until a gong sounded next to them.

The two of them knew that the half day had been in vain, and two quarters of an hour had passed, and no one had defeated anyone.

And the battle in another field has also entered a white heat.

Guo Mo finally had time to observe this young general.

I saw this son's marksmanship, the movements are simple, the moves are subdued, and the enemy is killed.

Offense has stabs, pokes, points, sweeps, and picks;

The defense is gridded, dialed, racked, blocked, and flowed.

Combine defense and offense, the two into one, and the offense and defense are completed at one time.

Defend with attack, attack in defense, so that the enemy has no chance to fight back.

"That's it, this marksmanship is not under the 'Yang Family Marksmanship' and 'Huyan Marksmanship', who is this son?" Guo Mo was thinking.

Suddenly, it seemed that the young general didn't grasp his strength, and with a trick "Desert Lonely Smoke", he viciously pulled Qin Ju off the horse.

Qin Ju turned over and sat up, with a hideous look on his face, telling the ferocity of the shot just now.

Just when everyone thought that the young player had successfully advanced to the Sanding League, he should wave his hand to celebrate.

But when he saw this person, he did not put away the big gun, but stepped forward with his horse and held the gun in both hands.

Facing Qin Ju on the ground, "the sunset of the long river", distraction stabs.

"Qin thief, you're right here—"