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Fang Ruyu paused and turned around:

"Yao Gong Ziyu, chess sage Wentian?"

"Why are you here? Are you also here to challenge the Holy Master?"

"good."

The two came together:

"The Holy Master has such a great reputation. He is the master of scholars all over the world. You must know that the only trouble that comes with being a teacher is that you are good at being a teacher. Over the years, if you have been hiding your name and keeping a low profile, you can forget about it if you wear the name of the Holy Master."

"Since you jumped out in front of the world's most talented people meeting today, don't blame us for joining forces to take away the aura of your Saint Master."

"We will let you understand that there is heaven outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and there will be a strong hand among the strong."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yutang looked at the two confident people and smiled slightly:

"Many people have said this to me, but they have all failed."

Fang Ruyu's face turned dark and she thought to herself:

"This is not talking about me. I said the same thing just now. It doesn't matter if I am defeated like this. How can I join in the fun and leave?"

Without saying hello, he turned around, followed by the boy, and left in a hurry.

"well……"

Seeing Fang Ruyu leaving, Yao Gong and Qi Sheng did not try to stay again. They were all arrogant people. They understood that people like them were extremely aloof and their words were like water that was thrown out and it was difficult to recover.

Since before the competition, I had already said that I would get rid of my reputation as a painting saint and live in seclusion in the mountains, I would not go back on my word.

"We also need to seek advice from the Holy Master."

Yao Gong Ziyu and Qi Sheng Wentian looked at Zhang Yutang with strong fighting spirit:

"With the bow in my hand, I asked the Holy Master for advice on archery."

"I asked the Holy Master for advice on chess based on the chess piece in my hand."

"Okay, okay."

Zhang Yutang looked at the two people, raised his head and laughed:

"I, Zhang Yutang, am very happy to meet three amazing people in the world in one day. Being able to compete with you makes me feel relaxed and energetic."

Walking towards asking the sky:

"This must be Chess Sage Wentian. I have a remnant of a game here. I want to borrow the Chess Sage's chess pieces and ask for his guidance."

"good."

Wentian asked someone to take out his chess pieces. The chess pieces were black and white, all round and flawless, and crystal clear. They handed them to Zhang Yutang together with the chess box. His heart boiled with fighting spirit and his voice was loud:

"Holy Master, please."

Zhang Yutang took over the chessboard and chess pieces, and in a blink of an eye, he laid out the end game of the game, which turned out to be a famous exquisite chess game in later generations.

On the chessboard, the chess pieces were criss-crossed, just like the stars on a chessboard made by heaven, with a powerful momentum. As soon as the end of the game was completed, Wentian felt a murderous aura rising from the sky, emanating from the top of the chess game, and the murderous aura was full of death.

This is almost a dead end with no solution at all.

No matter how White attacks Black in the chess game, he will fail by one breath, and the result of all failed choices is total annihilation.

Wentian's eyes were bright, staring at every piece on the chess game, and he was quickly deducing the chess path in his mind. In his eyes, there was nothing else but this game of chess.

And this is no longer a game of chess, but as if the two countries are at war.

One wrong step and everything will be lost.

The price of losing is the total destruction of one party.

"There is no way to survive in this kind of chess. Between attack and kill, it is a dead move."

On Wentian's forehead, sweat was like broken beads, dripping and falling towards the ground.

Zhang Yutang looked at it with a smile, feeling ashamed:

"I have never been able to play chess. It was only when I was reading a martial arts novel that I became interested in the exquisite chess game in it, so I remembered it. If two people played against each other, I would definitely be completely defeated."

"In any case, this chess master was temporarily tied up, and now only Yao Gong Ziyu is left. Legend has it that this person can pierce Yang with a hundred steps, and even shoot multiple arrows with one bow."

"It's just that I have never shot an arrow before. It's difficult to win. It's better to try my best. No matter what the final result is, I finally tried hard."

Yao Gong Ziyu looked at Wentian who was immersed in thought, and when he looked at Zhang Yutang, there was a touch of respect in his eyes:

"The Holy Master is worthy of being a Holy Master. Others may not be able to reach the highest realm if they study one area and study for a lifetime, but the Holy Master knows by analogy and has dabbled in everything, and his realm is profound. Ziyu admires it very much."

Zhang Yutang cupped his hands and smiled:

"Brother Ziyu, you're so polite. I'm just lucky. I happen to know a little bit about painting and chess, but I'm not proficient in archery. I'd like to ask Brother Ziyu to show mercy."

"How can I be merciless if I have no skill?"

Ziyu smiled and said:

"Come on, let me see whether the bow in my hand is stronger or the arrow in your hand is faster."

Yao Gong Ziyu looked at Wentian who was still thinking hard and said:

"Let him study chess here. Come on, let's leave this place and find an open place to compete in archery."

Zhang Yutang nodded in agreement and said:

"It's okay, I just live in this place. It's densely populated and the place is narrow. It's really not suitable for archery. Why not go to the Qiantang martial arts field? Wherever there is open space, there are also archery targets for people to practice riding and shooting."

"OK."

Yao Gong Ziyu also knew something about some well-known places in Qiantang. After listening to Zhang Yutang's words, he strode towards the martial arts field like a meteor.

The martial arts field is a place where Qiantang's sergeants, government officials and some martial arts masters practice. Legend has it that this martial arts field was built by Emperor Taizu when Longxing was in power. After the founding of the country, Taizu ordered martial arts fields to be built all over the world to strengthen the military.

Arms, and promote the style of warriors.

And he wrote an inscription in the martial arts field... Born in sorrow and died in happiness, lived in peace and prepared for danger, enriched the country and strengthened the people.

A generation of geniuses with great talents and strategies. The current emperor is Song Taizong, the eldest son of Emperor Taizu. Legend has it that Emperor Taizu did not die of old age, but was killed by the gods in the sky.

As for the actual situation, the world is keeping it secret, but no rumors have leaked out.

At this time, there was no one in the martial arts arena. Only two rows of shelves stood motionless in the wind. On the shelves were placed eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, guns, clubs, swords, halberds, whips and axes. In addition, there were also many strange weapons.

Weapons, such as meteor hammer, flying snow lancet, etc.

Yao Gong Ziyu carries a bow and a bucket of arrows on his back. The bow is an ordinary bow, and the arrows are also common white-feathered arrows.

He stood still in the martial arts arena and waited until Zhang Yutang arrived before saying:

"Holy Master, today we have three competitions. If you win two out of three games, the first game is to stand in a fixed place and shoot at a fixed target. The one who is in the center of the ring and far away wins."

"In the second game, we shoot live animals, and the winner will be clear at a glance."

"In the third game, we are riding on horses, shooting freely. A real archer must not only have excellent archery skills, but also have flexible reaction speed and strong eyesight. Whoever is shot by the opponent first will lose.

"

"Okay, you cum first, I'll watch from the side."

Zhang Yutang has never learned archery. He wants to see how Yao Gong Ziyu shoots first. Here is how he learns and sells now:

"Brother Ziyu, please."

"good."

Yao Gong Ziyu was not polite and ordered him to set up an arrow target a hundred and twenty steps away. He calmly drew the bow in his hand like a full moon and placed a white-feathered arrow on the string.

Bo!

The bowstring vibrated, and the white-feathered arrow was like a stream of light, with a slight arc, hitting the center of the target.

Bang!

The target was flying, and he took it out for a few steps before falling to the ground.

"Hit the heart."

The people on the side held up the target and saw a white-feathered arrow tremblingly inserted into the center of the target.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Yao Gong Ziyu smiled and looked at Zhang Yutang who was thinking thoughtfully at the side:

"Please also ask the Holy Master for advice."

Zhang Yutang walked to the shelf nearby, randomly found a bow, took an ordinary sharp arrow, and made some gestures in his hand. He always felt a little awkward and it didn't seem like that.

In a word, I have a bow in my hand, but I can't find the feeling of shooting in my heart.
To be continued...