Everyone turned their heads and looked at each other and saw a young man walking out. He was wearing a scholar's scarf, wearing a light green brocade straight body, and holding a folding fan in his hand. He was a typical scholar's outfit.

Those who attended the birthday party this year were either rich or noble. Mr. Zhong dared not be negligent and asked in a deep voice: "Who is this young man?"

"In Li Yanqing, Xiaxiangzhou, I sacrificed my life at the Imperial Academy!"

There was an uproar around. It was actually a student who was too unreasonable. The generals couldn't hold back their faces and scolded them: "What are the fun of scholars?"

Zhong Shidao was also very confused and said, "I know that Taixue also has the art of shooting art, but this archery is not that archery, so Li Shaojun does not need to come forward. Zhong Shidao is very grateful."

Li Yanqing smiled slightly and said, "General Zhong bought the bear head bow, and the student also bought the leopard head bow a few months ago. He should be able to do his best to General Zhong."

Among them, only Li Yanqing, Cao Sheng and Zhong Shidao understood the meaning of this sentence. Zhong Shidao was immediately moved. This young man could actually buy a leopard-head bow, which is an extraordinary person!

He pondered for a moment, then resolutely said: "Then please Mr. Li!"

Since he could use the leopard head bow, there was no problem with archery. Zhong Shidao took two steps back, and the generals were dissatisfied and asked for instructions, but was swept by Zhong Shidao's sharp eyes, and no one dared to speak.

Li Yanqing smiled and bowed to the Western Xia envoy Jiao Yanjian, holding his fists, "Of course, the consent of the national envoy is required."

Jiao Yanjian was in the Song Dynasty for many years. Of course, he knew what Taixue was and what it means to sacrifice his life in Taixue. In addition to his skin being a little darker than ordinary scholars, Jiao Yanjian could not see any signs of this young scholar being able to be good at martial arts. Perhaps he was better at literary ejaculation, but this was not a playful competition between students, but an army competition. The strong psychological pressure was enough to make ordinary scholars collapse.

Jiao Yanjian snorted coldly, since the other party was going to make a fool of himself, it was up to them. He immediately said to Sa Jin: "Defeat him, and that sword will belong to you."

Sa Jin was refreshed and looked at Li Yanqing arrogantly, meaning that he would take action first, but Li Yanqing waved his hand and said, "The rules of the Song Dynasty, please invite the guests first!"

Sa Jin snorted heavily. Although he had shot two rounds in a row, the literary shot and the martial shot were different. The literary shot did not consume physical strength. The first shot made him feel more touched. He reached out to take a bronze arrow.

At this time, more than a hundred young men and women playing next to them had already felt the murderous aura here, and they also gathered around to watch the battle.

In the crowd, Li Jiuzhen looked at Li Yanqing silently. Although she had new friends over the years, she had never forgotten Li Yanqing. She had already read all the "The Great Sage of Monster Hunt" written by Li Yanqing. From the roles of Wang Gui and Tang Huai, she vaguely guessed that this little boy in Lushan was most likely Li Yanqing.

Especially in the last book, Li Yanqing signed hundreds of books, and Li Jiuzhen also got one. She finally recognized Li Yanqing's handwriting and confirmed her guess.

Although she lived with her father in Xiangyang over the years, her elder brother also mentioned Li Yanqing in his letter, saying that he passed the first place in the Xiangzhou Examination Examination, which really surprised Li Jiuzhen.

Today she finally met Li Yanqing. She was surprised, but also a little shy. She was embarrassed to reminisce about Li Yanqing, so she hurriedly left.

At this time, Li Jiuzhen saw Li Yanqing talking among a group of stout and strong men, calm and unhurried. This kind of demeanor was heartbreaking. He even wanted to compete with the samurai in Xixia. Li Jiuzhen was worried about Li Yanqing, but she also secretly encouraged him.

At the beginning of the game, Sa Jin waved his hand and a copper arrow shot towards the thin-necked copper pot two feet away. The biggest difference between the military's literary shooting and the folk-literary shooting is the quiver. The mouth of the folk-literary quiver is relatively wide and the thickness of the bowl, but the mouth of the army's thin-necked pot is only the thickness of the wine glass. This requires the archer to use a parabola and have enough height to allow the arrow to be put vertically into the bottle, and every minute or a cent will be bounced outside the pot.

‘Dang!’ The bronze arrow came in, and the bronze arrow didn’t even touch the edge of the pot. A shot six meters away had extremely accurate grasp of the power and angle. It can be said that it had reached the extreme. It was difficult to achieve this without hard training through hard training. Although the two Song generals before were ashamed, they also lost with convincing defeat.

However, the Song generals did not know that Sa Jin was not just the number one archer of the Imperial Guards, he was actually the number one archer of the Western Xia. He had just arrived in Bianjing and came to provoke the archers of the Song Dynasty. Today was his first battle.

But what made Sa Jin a little depressed was that although he had won two consecutive games, his third opponent was a scholar from the Song Dynasty.

There was a burst of exclamation around. The projection of this Western Xia warrior had reached a superb level. What about the student?

Everyone's eyes were turned to Li Yanqing, but Li Yanqing was not in a hurry and gently weighed the bronze arrow to find the feel. After all, Wenzhao is not riding and shooting. For Li Yanqing, it is more about using his skills of hitting stones.

At this time, Li Yanqing suddenly turned his back and was in an uproar around him. Even Master Zhong felt that this young man was too arrogant. He was about to stop him. Li Yanqing's bronze arrow had already taken action, and a golden bronze arrow flew into the air.

The trajectory of this bronze arrow is almost exactly the same as the previous one. With a crisp sound of "Wait!", the bronze arrow accurately threw it into the quiver pot, one to one, and a thunderous applause burst out around it.

Li Jiu was so happy that she almost shouted out loud.

Everyone around was amazed. The student who was so arrogant that he threw his back to the copper pot was incredible. Even Master Zhong was extremely surprised. When did such a powerful person appear in Bianjing?

At this time, Cao Sheng whispered in the ear of Master Zhong, "He is Zhou Tong's apprentice!"

At this moment, Zhong Shidao suddenly realized and nodded slightly. It turned out to be Zhou Tong's apprentice. No wonder he was so powerful. Zhou Tong is from Shaanxi and has a very high prestige in Shaanxi. He lifted up his iron arm and everyone gave his thumbs up. Zhong Shidao was even more interested. This shows that Li Yanqing was not only powerful in literary shooting, but also in riding shooting. Maybe he also got the true teaching of the copper bow and iron arrow.

Li Yanqing looked at Sa Jin with a smile, meaning that he would also shoot an arrow with his back? Sa Jin's face turned red. He growled and took several steps back. He reached the three meter line, which was nine meters away from three meters away. Only a real master of riding and shooting dared to stand three meter away from three meters to project.

Sa Jin grabbed three bronze arrows, and three arrows flew out one after another. Perhaps he was inspired by Li Yanqing's back shot, and he seemed a little impatient and did not have a steady strategy. As soon as the third arrow was shot, he felt that the hand felt wrong and secretly shouted terrible.

Two consecutive arrows were shot into the copper pot accurately, and the third arrow slightly deviated. With a "date!", the copper arrow shot up and landed on the ground, making two three shots. Sa Jin made a mistake for the first time.

But Li Yanqing was unusually calm. He did not follow the wind and shot the continuous bead arrows, nor did he shoot back, but steadily, shooting one by one, and three arrows accurately shot into the quiver pot, four to three, and the surroundings cheered again.

Even Zhong Shidao couldn't help but applaud. He realized now that Li Yanqing's first arrow was clearly a strategy to lure troops. The purpose was to stimulate the other party to lose his calmness. He made mistakes in his restlessness. Sa Jin did make mistakes. You must know that whether it is literary or martial arts shooting, the most important thing is calmness. Once he loses his calmness, it will be difficult to grasp later.

Sa Jin stood up for a moment, his face turned pale, his heart was a little confused, Jiao Yanjian saw the problem and shouted: "Calm down, he is just a scholar, far inferior to you!"

Sa Jin endured the tension in his heart and shot the fifth arrow. The fifth arrow hit the edge hard, but it still entered the pot.

At this time, Wang Yingjie whispered to his companion next to him: "He can no longer find the feel!"

Wang Yingjie himself has a deep understanding that once his heart is confused, his feel will be lost. Without the feel, he will definitely lose.

This time, Li Yanqing's superb skills shocked the audience again. He actually threw three arrows together, and the three arrows were like being tied tightly by a thread. With a "dong!", three arrows were thrown into the quiver pot at the same time. The young people at the scene were like crazy, stomping their feet and applauding desperately, applauding their unprecedented skill of throwing pots.

Li Yanqing looked at Sa Jin provocatively. At this moment, Sa Jin's confidence was completely destroyed. He threw three arrows in a row, but the arrow failed, and the last arrow didn't even touch the quiver.

"No need to compare!"

Jiao Yanjian knew that the morale of the army was in chaos, and he would only ask for humiliation if he continued to compete. He sighed, "This time we will admit defeat!"

"This doesn't count. I want to compete with you for real riding and shooting!" Sa Jin suddenly yelled at Li Yanqing.

Li Yanqing said lightly: "In September, there will be a bow and horse competition in the Song Dynasty. If you also participate, I am willing to compete with you on riding and shooting!"

"Then it's just a matter of determination!"

Sa Jin turned around and rushed away angrily. Jiao Yanjian laughed dryly, "Shuai Zhong continues playing, I have a step ahead!"

He said the game casually, and he himself felt guilty and left in a hurry.

The sound of joy was thundering around, and the young men and women were all very excited. The girls held hands and jumped up. They had already regarded the victory over the Western Xia warriors as a victory in the Song Dynasty.

Li Jiuzhen was also extremely excited. Like all the little girls present, her beautiful eyes flashed with bright colors. She was proud of Li Yanqing's victory, as if Li Yanqing's victory was also her victory, which made her immersed in the joy of victory.

The generals rushed forward to raise Li Yanqing. Mr. Zhong was startled and waved his hand to stop him, "You can't do anything here, let it go!"

Li Yanqing was put down by everyone, and he stepped forward and bowed, "I'm lucky that the student will not be humiliated!"

Mr. Zhong stroked his beard and sighed: "The skills are superb, but the strategies are even more sophisticated. I have many talents in the Song Dynasty. This is my blessing for the Song Dynasty. If Mr. Li comes to Shaanxi in the future, I will definitely sweep the bed to greet him!"

At this time, the housekeeper handed the sword to Master Zhong, "This sword was given to Mr. Zhong by my boss. I hope Mr. Zhong can use it to command thousands of troops and defeat Xixia again."

Mr. Zhong gently stroked the ancient-style scabbard and handed the sword to Li Yanqing. "Although this sword is just a lottery, it is also my intention. Please accept it."

Li Yanqing took over the sword, "Thank you for your kindness!"
Chapter completed!