Chapter seven hundred and twentieth seventh meeting on a narrow road
"This..."
In the Guowei Mansion, Huang Daonv looked at the dazzling scenery behind Zhang Xiaozu, and thought for a long time with her teeth in her hands, but she couldn't think of a suitable word of praise.
She couldn't help shaking her head and sighing, feeling that her brain was getting worse and worse.
Zhang Xiaobing stared at the projection for a long time, then murmured in surprise: "Brother's team really... has personality!"
"Not only does it have personality, it also has great taste." Niu Dawa joked.
"Ha ha--"
This "tasteful" sound made everyone amused.
Di Xiayun looked at the beggar-like Su Zheng on the projection, with disgust and disgust on her face. The thought of marrying such a man made her so sick that she wanted to vomit.
But it is undeniable that the appearance of Su Zhengyi's eighteen people made her panic and uneasy.
"...I announce: The Iron Cavalry Competition begins now!"
With a wave of his hand, Su Hanlin ended his pre-match speech and announced the start of the cavalry competition.
I don't know whether he was influenced by Su Zhengyi's eighteen people or because he couldn't wait to see his precious son and daughter perform. This year, his speech was much more streamlined and the review speed was much faster than in previous years.
After his words fell, a swirling space gate appeared in front of one hundred participating teams.
Under the command of the commander, one hundred teams entered the space gate in order.
Zhang Xiaozu rode the thundering flame horse and stepped into the door of space. He felt pulled by a force inside the door, and then the scene in front of him flickered, and then he arrived at an empty teaching field.
"Come this way."
Immediately, a commander waved a command flag to guide him which way to go.
There are tall and eye-catching number boards erected on the south side of the training ground. The teams that came in from the front have already gone to line up under their team's number boards.
They all got off their horses and were feeding and massaging their horses.
Different from ordinary massage techniques, they are not soothing and relaxing the war horse, but stimulating the muscles and nerves of the war horse to make it excited.
As Zhang Xiaopou walked, he looked around and saw green mountains and green waters around the teaching ground, and the scenery was beautiful, similar to Wanjiang Pavilion.
Thinking of Wanjiange, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a greedy light flashed in his eyes.
He knew that Wanjiange Pavilion was a small world opened by the Sword Master Ye Cang'an and relied on a spiritual vein to support its operation, so he couldn't help but guess whether the small world in front of him also relied on a spiritual vein to support its operation.
Right now, he was filled with greed for spiritual veins.
The spiritual vein in Hehuan Valley allowed his cultivation to be successfully promoted to the ninth level of heaven, and he opened another battle gate.
On the lower part of the back of his head, he named it Chongmen.
The opening of the seventh war gate allowed him to see the other side, and the appearance of the Nine Heavens Realm appeared, but his combat power did not improve much.
He was not too surprised or disappointed because he had generally understood his strange cultivation situation.
The improvement of his realm will help him open the door to war, but his combat power will not increase much. Only by storing powerful power in the door of war and then integrating it into his Hunyuan power can he help his combat power improve by leaps and bounds.
Currently, his sixth battle gate, Jianmen, and his seventh battle gate, Chongmen, are still empty and are in urgent need of strong power to fill them, so he is very coveted for the ancient immortal power of the Shen family.
At the same time, he also longs for spiritual veins to improve his realm, and wants to reach the other side to reach the true star realm.
As for the Peak Realm between the Nine Heavens Perfection Realm and the Star Realm, he didn't think too much about it, because this realm can only be encountered but not sought. It's natural to have the opportunity to reach it, and if he can't reach it, he won't force it.
He just wants to reach the Star Reaching Realm as quickly as possible to go to the Shen family to see his mother, so he urgently needs his spiritual veins to improve his realm.
But thinking that if he destroyed this small world, he would probably be hunted down by Su Hanlin, he quickly nipped the greed in his heart in the bud.
Eighteen people from Su Zheng followed Zhang Xiaozu into the small world and lined up under number 82. Then they all got off their horses and fed and massaged the horses.
Unlike other teams, they are not stimulating the war horses to make them excited. They are really massaging the war horses to relax and rest them. Because they are in a hurry and have been running all the way, the war horses are already very tired.
If they had not been inspected by Su Hanlin, they would have dismounted in front of the Huangji Palace to let their horses relax and rest.
"Teachers, please come forward and draw numbers!" A commander walked to the front of the team holding a wooden box and shouted.
Zhang Xiaozu got off his horse and walked forward.
"Team 1, Lane 3."
"Team 5, Lane 7."
There were already impatient instructors in front who quickly stepped forward to draw numbers, and the commander sang and read out the numbers they drew loudly on the spot.
The first day of this iron cavalry competition involves riding archery and sprinting. There are ten tracks in total, and ten teams are assigned to each track. The top five teams on each track advance to the next round.
The runway is one hundred and fifty miles long one way and three hundred miles round trip, and needs to be completed within four hours.
That means it starts at 9 a.m. and ends at 5 p.m.
An ordinary war horse can run sixty to eighty miles in one hour, and a better war horse can run one hundred to two hundred miles in one hour.
And the horses ridden by these participating teams are all one-in-a-hundred, or even one-in-a-million, high-quality horses, and they are fed with high-quality fine horse feed mixed with spiritual grass. It is not difficult at all to run two or three hundred miles in an hour.
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So galloping back and forth three hundred miles in four hours sounds like it's very easy, but it's not.
Because there will be various obstacles and emergencies on the track, participating team members are not allowed to dismount intentionally during the whole process, and each person is allowed to fall off the horse up to three times. If more than three times, they will be directly eliminated.
At the same time, you must always pay attention to the targets that may appear at any time on both sides of the track. If you miss or miss, your results will be directly affected.
Each team has a total of twenty targets, which will appear randomly on both sides of the track. They may be far or near, high or low, static or moving.
Each participating team is only allowed to shoot its own target and is not allowed to shoot or destroy other team's targets, otherwise it will be treated as a flagrant foul.
So this three hundred-mile round trip seems simple, but is actually not easy.
The best result before this was set by the Tiger Cavalry of Braun City, with a total time of two hours and three quarters.
"Can you hurry up? Everyone is waiting!"
"Mom, those who knew thought you were touching your number plate, and those who didn't know thought you were touching your breasts."
"Ha ha--"
There was an instructor in front who put his hand into the wooden box and hesitated for a while without taking out the number, which caused dissatisfaction among the people behind him.
Zhang Xiaozu discovered that the wooden box was wrapped in a wave of energy. Not to mention that it was impossible to look through the small round hole, even his subtle state of mind could not be penetrated, so there should be no possibility of cheating.
The man's cheeks turned red with shame at the words "touch your breasts" and the roar of laughter from the crowd. He gritted his teeth and took out a number plate.
His face turned pale when he saw the numbers on the number plate, because he was drawn on the same track as the Hundred Wars Cavalry from the Imperial City.
"Road 7, Team 29."
The commander took the number plate from his hand and read it loudly.
"Haha, Brother Zhou, please forgive me!"
"Brother Zhou, you are so lucky!"
Immediately some people began to gloat over the misfortune.
The man smiled bitterly and shook his head, then took a deep breath, regained his energy and walked towards his team. He did not dare to bring the decadent atmosphere of timidity before fighting to his team, otherwise it would be really doomed.
"General Zhang, long time no see."
Suddenly, a person came next to him and greeted Zhang Xiaopou with his hands raised.
Zhang Xiaopou looked over when he heard the sound, raised his hands and said in return: "General Guan, long time no see."
Guanshan Tiger, Bolang City Tiger Cavalry Training.
He waved the number plate in his hand towards Xiaopeng Zhang and said with a smile: "I drew a number nine, General Zhang must be sure to draw it before I draw it."
The implication is that Zhang Xiaopeng should be careful and don't draw No. 9, otherwise he will not be polite.
Zhang Xiaozhu smiled and said: "I must have drawn the number nine correctly."
Guan Shanhu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he stopped laughing. A sneer flashed in his eyes, and he raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm looking forward to General Zhang's luck."
"No. 33, Lane 2!"
"Team 78, Lane 5!"
The number cards were drawn very quickly, and soon it was Zhang Xiaopou's turn.
Guan Shanhu never left. He was chatting with Zhang Xiaopou sentence by sentence. On the surface, every word he spoke was amiable, but when these words were put together, the taste changed.
Everyone around them could tell that Guan Shanhu was having trouble with Zhang Xiaozu, and he was warning Zhang Xiaozu not to draw No. 9, otherwise he would be sent home in the first round.
So when Zhang Xiaozu stretched his hand into the wooden box through the round hole, the eyes of everyone around him fell on his hand.
Surprisingly unanimous, they all expected Zhang Xiaopawn to draw the number nine.
Some people want to watch the excitement, some people think that if Zhang Xiaopeng draws number nine, the probability of them drawing number nine will be much smaller, and some people want Zhang Xiaopawn to draw number nine to attract the hatred of the Tiger Cavalry to them.
Zhang Xiaozu also wants to draw a number nine.
We meet on a narrow road and there is no way to avoid it.
Zhang Xiaozu slowly pulled his hand out of the wooden box, and everyone held their breath.
"Number nine!"
"Haha, it's really number nine!"
"Tsk, tsk, there's something good to watch!"
When Zhang Xiaozu took the number plate out of the wooden box, everyone's faces burst into smiles.
"Team 82, Lane 9!"
The herald checked the number nine card in Zhang Xiaopou's hand, and then read it loudly.
Di Xiayun smiled, his smile was alluring.
"This is life!"
She looked up to heaven and thanked heaven for blessing her.
The shopkeeper of Juxian Casino also smiled, his big yellow teeth showing off in the sunshine.
He was a little worried at first, thinking that something strange must be caused by a monster, but when he saw that Su Zheng and the Tiger Cavalry from Braun City were on the same team, and there was a grudge between the two teams, his heart suddenly felt at ease.
Dong dong dong——
drive!
drive!
drive!
At nine o'clock, the drum order sounded, and the cavalry who were ready to go rushed out like arrows.
But Su Zheng's eighteen men didn't even mount their horses. They were still relaxing their horses' muscles and bones.
"stop!"
The tiger cavalry from Bolang City rushed to the No. 9 intersection. When they turned around and saw that Su Zhengyi's eighteen men were still there, the captain Wei Yu gave the order to stop.
Twenty people ordered and prohibited, and a tail flick crossed the intersection of No. 9.
"Huh, if you want to run away late to avoid us, that's a good idea!"
Wei Yu stared at Su Zhengyi's eighteen men with a sinister look in his eyes. He still clearly remembered the humiliation of being forced to his knees by Zhang Xiaopu in the Square of the Ministry of War.
Today he will double the humiliation he suffered that day and will make Zhang Xiaozu's team eliminated in the first round.
Su Zheng stared at the tiger cavalry blocking the intersection of No. 9 like a gatekeeper, with a sinister look in his eyes. He also clearly remembered the humiliation of kneeling on the ground in the Ministry of War Square that day, and he also wanted to avenge his shame.
"OK!"
For the other eight teams that were drawn to lane nine, the teachers were all overjoyed and aroused the envy of many teachers.
"Giggle--" Di Xiayun held her belly and laughed so hard that tears came out.
She was already thinking about how she would humiliate Su Zheng after he was eliminated in the first round to repay the humiliation of being slapped by Su Zheng in public at Taiping College last time.
