Chapter 1387

The second examination room, said to be a small square, is actually a shooting range.

Although more than 100 people are literati, the shooting range is definitely farther and larger than that in the real world, and the target is smaller and more floating.

On this shooting range, the nearest target is 200 meters away, and the farthest one is almost a mile away.

If it weren't for the martial arts, the five senses would be many times higher than ordinary people, I'm afraid I couldn't see the position of the target clearly.

A long-range target is dead.

But the nearest target was a living bird, fluttering in the cage, waiting for death.

"This is..."

Before ye Liangchen's expression began to twist, the person in charge of guiding the way withdrew. The invigilator of the previous level had already withdrawn from the venue of the second level and closed the door connecting the first and second levels from behind.

Only an insignificant side door is left, which is prepared for the gloomy exit of those eliminated students.

At the end of the handover, a man with wide shoulders, thin waist, strong arms and a huge bow on his back came out from one side of the shooting range.

If he did not wear elegant clothes and a scribe's hat, he would be believed if he said that he was a martial artist who was good at using bows and arrows.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he explained the content of the competition.

From this level, we can put the achievements of these more than 100 people together with the achievements of the talents of the five countries they want to challenge.

For shooting is one of the six arts of a gentleman.

There are elegant shots and naturally there are martial shots.

After passing through the standard line of three small levels, you can enter the next link.

Similarly, when invited this time, the achievements of celebrities from challenged countries will be fairly announced.

If the challengers who finally pass can suppress them, they will certainly lose their reputation, and it is even more beautiful to let them go.

But I'm afraid it's not a good challenge.

Sure enough, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to lose a third of the people in the first level.

"Five hundred steps away, the arrow hits the target, five out of ten is to pass, six out of ten is good, and more than seven out of ten are excellent."

"Want to crush the people you want to challenge? If you don't get seven out of ten, you'd better give up as soon as possible."

After that, the tutor didn't say the second ring, but waited for everyone to pass the first ring first.

With such a large shooting range and 30 targets, it only takes four rounds to test all of them.

As the two people in the front row, Gu Zheng and ye Liangchen naturally stand in the two closest positions to the tutor, No. 1 and No. 2.

After Gu Zheng weighed the bow string prepared by the people in the field, he shook his head, turned to his mentor and put forward an unimaginable request: "Sir, this bow is too light. I think I should use the one on your back."

What a big breath.

When ye Liangchen thought that Gu Zheng was about to be thrown out by the gentleman who looked extremely annoying, the ferocious gentleman smiled ferociously and untied the bow on his back.

"OK, try it if you want, but if you can't even pull the bow, hum... Then you should be careful. I haven't seen human prey on my hunting ground for a long time."

I'll go, brother. You're killing yourself.

But Gu Zheng ignored all the strange eyes around him and outstretched his hands towards the gentleman.

When he officially took over the other party's bow and arrow, the boy who looked a little bit fat, but his eyes changed and his momentum opened. Ye Liangchen's hair was disordered and his clothes blew open.

"Shit! Forget, this boy is still a king of martial arts!"

The best scholars who are closest to Gu Zheng have never been so embarrassed. They cover their cheeks with their big sleeved robes and step back three steps.

The young man with rising momentum pulled the ten stone animal tendon bow into the shape of a full moon with a wide open horse step and one arm pulling the string. The sharp iron arrow set up in the middle glittered with a sharp cold light. Before everyone had a good time, he was released by Gu Zheng with a roaring sound.

"Whoosh..."

Five hundred steps away, the arrow sound was as long as a whistle pigeon. When everyone turned their heads to the target, there was a clear sound of attack.

"Hit the target!"

"Really opened, he didn't seem to aim!"

"Sharpshooter! Even if such a person enters the army, he is also a good player in all schools. With such skills, why do you come to these five levels to win the championship?"

"I'm just a weak and ordinary person, so I have to turn to writing. If I had Gu Zheng's skill, I would have become famous in the Wulin. Why struggle here?"

Seeing that everyone said more and more sour, the tutor standing aside said coldly: "the old Wendao is the best among them. Is it not that the mainland heroes came from Wendao?"

"They can take up bows and arrows when they get on the horse, and they can pick up pen and ink when they get off the horse. They are the pride of a generation who is both literate and martial."

"Just because of the dual cultivation of civil and military, it requires too much qualification. In order to expand rapidly, everyone is getting more and more biased."

"In addition to the talents cultivated by the big clan itself and not born in secret, there are fewer and fewer civil and military practitioners walking outside."

"Why do you think the martial arts realm always encounters a bottleneck? That's because the state of mind is not reached, the idea is turbid, and the mind is not clear."

"Then why did this happen? It's not because there are fewer books?"

"You complaining waste, you should thank the sage of literature and Taoism for leaving you a way back. As long as you concentrate on reading, you have the ability to protect yourself."

"But if I can't even read books, even if people like you give me food for my mount, I dislike that the meat is sour!"

This scolding is not cruel, which makes everyone look at Gu Zheng's eyes with a bit of anger.

Don't say that reading is more accessible and capable. The more a scholar, the smaller his heart is.

In a word, affectation.

But no matter how pretentious people are, they dare not have too many words in the process of rolling with absolute strength.

Because even if there was a lot of discussion around, Gu Zheng didn't stop his action. He drew arrows one by one from the arrow basket, pulled his bow and shot out. When everyone was surprised by his action and stopped chatting again, all the ten arrows behind him were shot.

Looking at the people around, they were stunned and didn't follow up.

The little boy in charge of looking at the target had special eyesight and pulled the arrows off the target one by one.

As the child waved the flag again and again.

The recorder standing behind the tutor also wrote hard, so he recorded Gu Zheng's achievements.