I don't know if it was because Beizhong was too dry. Early the next morning, Guan Jiyu felt dizzy, dry mouth, and something strange in her nose. She touched it and realized that it was all nosebleeds. Guan Jiyu was heartbroken.
Liang muttered: "What happened at the critical moment..."
Seeing that it was getting late, I quickly got up, washed briefly, and rushed to the school grounds.
The first day of assessment was on archery. When Guan Jiyu arrived at the school, almost all the people sent by the major families to participate in the selection were there. The participating students and their acquaintances gathered around and talked about the competition.
Zheshu and Jingcun were waiting excitedly. When they saw Guan Jiyu, they quickly waved and shouted: "Ayu, this way! Come here quickly."
Guan Jiyu endured the discomfort and walked over quickly. Zhe Shu saw that her face looked very bad and asked, "Why did you come here? Are you sick because you look so bad?"
She shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter."
At this time, Xiang Lincheng entered the scene with several entourage. He changed into a pair of dark red arrow sleeves with golden patterns, and tied a black wide-brimmed auspicious cloud brocade belt around his waist. The cloud pattern wolf emblem waist badge was still tied together.
On the side, the black hair is tied up high with a silver crown, and the hair tends to fly with every step in the breeze.
"So handsome." Zhe Shu couldn't help but admire.
"I wonder if he will be as harsh and harsh as his brother Xiang Ju'an. The selection the year before last was personally presided over by the general. Several of our fellow disciples who came from the capital were reprimanded by the general."
"No way? Don't all the people from the capital have some connection with the royal family? Doesn't he give face to the disciples sent by the clan camp?"
"Hmph, our Helan family's Lanze camp is also quite famous and powerful in the capital. Last year, it was scolded by the general, saying that those who came were sent to the battlefield to serve as living targets for the enemy..."
"Master Helan doesn't even have the respect to..."
"Shh! Stop talking, stop talking."
Everyone's chatter stopped abruptly. Xiang Lincheng had already taken a seat at the exam hall. He held a stack of lists in his hand, looked through them casually, and then told his subordinates, "Let's get started."
In an extremely casual way, he simply opened the selection that everyone had been preparing for a long time. Regarding the rules of the competition, he said lightly: "The ten-arrow system in previous years will be changed to three arrows this year, so it can end early."
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Someone in the team couldn't help but ask: "Why change to three arrows? Since the selection of the Hussars Battalion, it has always been a ten-arrow system, and this competition has always been conducted according to the rule of 'seven out of ten'"
, everyone trains this way on weekdays, why didn’t you inform us in advance if it was changed to three arrows?”
As soon as this doubt was raised, some people in the crowd agreed and said: "Yes, if we were informed in advance, we could make adjustments earlier."
There was no emotion or anger on Xiang Lincheng's face. He glanced at the person who asked the question and said calmly: "If you have the ability to hit the target with perfect accuracy, why do you care about how many arrows it is?"
The man was speechless, and someone else said unconvinced: "If we only give three arrows, then those who are unlucky will not have time to adapt and adjust, and I'm afraid there will be almost no chance of turning around."
Xiang Lincheng seemed to have heard a joke. He chuckled, and it was easy to hear the sarcasm, and said: "If we talk about luck, luck itself is also a kind of strength. Naturally, I want to be the one who can hit all three arrows. It's just three arrows."
If there are still mistakes, then simply don't come to participate in the selection." He glanced towards Qingziying and added: "And I believe that the truly strong would prefer to have as few arrows as possible.
I only gave you one arrow, so I ended it early so I could go back and rest early.”
Everyone also discovered that the difficulty of this assessment was that Xiang Lincheng adjusted the position of the target pole to be further away. Compared with the original assessment standards, he "creatively" added another difficulty to this assessment.
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No one dared to say a word underneath.
Guan Jiyu felt dizzy in the queue, but she still heard these words clearly. I won't say whether she is strong or not, but she really hoped so. It would be best to give her only one arrow so that she could finish it quickly and go back to lie down. Everyone
The leader of the team led the team one after another to start the competition. Her face was pale and she followed slowly with heavy steps.
Seeing that she was weak, Jingcun encouraged her from behind: "Ayu, hold on, no matter what, you must hold on until these three arrows are finished."
Even though the ten-arrow system had been changed to the three-arrow system, Guan Jiyu still felt that the long wait was unbearable. The winter sun was not strong, but it made her dizzy. When it was her turn, she gritted her teeth and tried her best.
He barely managed to shoot three arrows.
Fortunately, all three arrows hit.
In the selection field, Jiang Yingnian's assessment position was behind her, and she didn't care to see how he performed. After her results were entered, Guan Jiyu dragged his steps back listlessly.
After Jiang Yingnian took the exam, he came over in person and informed her with an air of dignity: "I also passed."
He even became proud and said: "But the three-arrow system is too boring, isn't it? It ended before I even warmed up. If Xiang Lincheng hadn't changed the rules temporarily, I would have shown everyone on the spot what it meant.
crack shot!"
"Okay." Guan Jiyu plucked the rice in the bowl and replied: "You have to be lucky that Xiang Lincheng changed the rules temporarily. Otherwise, with your little foundation, you might be embarrassed if you stay on the court for too long.
Already."
"Can you wish me better? Guan Jiyu, no matter what, we are in an alliance together. Although we will dissolve this alliance immediately after we have revenge, at least now we have the same goal to the outside world. I can pass your unhappiness
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Guan Jiyu faked a smile and said, "Happy, I'm extremely happy."
In the next two days, the more unwell Guan Jiyu became, the harder it became for her to have an appetite. She couldn't eat well, she was just lethargic, and her spirit was much worse.
In the second weapon-carrying competition, she chose the spear she was best at and came on stage with a pale face.
Before this competition, most of the people had been eliminated, and there were less than thirty people left on the field. Xiang Lincheng divided them into two groups based on the people left on the roster, and the rules of this competition
That is: a duel between two, the winner stays.
Competing with her on the same stage was He Lanlan from Lanze Camp, which made the disciples of the aristocratic families present breathe a sigh of relief.
In fact, she had only met that man once. Lan Zeying would participate in every competition in the past, but He Lanlan was not always there, but Guan Jiyu was very impressed by him.
This direct descendant of the Helan Family's Lanze Camp, named Helan Lan, made his first appearance that year and defeated the top player from the Qingzi Camp who had topped the list for several consecutive years. It was because of his appearance at that time that
This made Jiang Qing feel the crisis. Guan Jiyu also played against him once in a later competition. He had learned his skills from nowhere, his routines were novel, and his playing style was extremely tricky.
However, what is impressive is not his Kung Fu, but the rumors about him that have been circulating in various camps for a long time.
It's still hard to talk about it. Zhe Shu likes to hear these true and false gossips about aristocratic families, and he also likes to talk to people about them in private. He talks with a nose and an eye, and it's hard for Guan Jiyu not to take it to heart.
It was said that He Lanlan had a very bad character and did not learn well at a young age. The Helan family had a big business and there was no woman he could want. However, he wanted to miss his eldest brother's fiancée - a woman from the southern Qiang witchcraft country.
When the head of the Helan family, He Lanchang, found out about this, he was furious and gave Helanlan a hard lesson, telling him to give up his ambitions as soon as possible. However, Helanlan became determined after eating the weight and pursued his eldest brother's fiancée life and death, anyway.
In the end, I don’t know how it happened, but it became increasingly difficult to end the matter. He Lanchang talked to the prospective daughter-in-law who had already made an engagement even though they had not yet met each other. The prospective daughter-in-law was so ashamed that she ran away without saying a word.
Once I left, I never came back.
And He Lanlan's eldest brother, the eldest son of the Helan family in the capital, went all the way south across the border to the Qiang Wu Kingdom in order to find his fiancée. There was no news after he left, and it is not known whether he is dead or alive in the past few years.
This was a scandal in the Helan family. From then on, Helan Chang never mentioned his eldest son. He Lanlan was the only second son left in the family. No matter how much he hated him for corrupting the family tradition, he was now considered the only one. The old man wanted to clean up his case.
Because of the scandal, Helanlan was ordered to stay at his Lanze camp. If he could enter the camp and go to the battlefield in the future, he would be happy as long as he could save the Helan family from being criticized.
As the saying goes, good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. The comments from outsiders added a lot of fuel to this unclear matter.
Some people commented that He Lanlan was a playboy, and his hobby was to steal other people's women, so he shamelessly took it from his eldest brother. Others commented that his eldest brother was actually simply "incompetent" on his own, and that's how he became a brother-in-law and eldest sister-in-law.
This is an immoral love.
As for the truth, nothing could be seen on He Lanlan's face. He was still carefree.
He only has two words from head to toe: relaxed.
It seems that every martial arts competition is just a way for him to relax, and he does not come for any glory.
But his "relaxation" made Guan Jiyu not so relaxed.
Guan Jiyu often felt annoyed by her eagerness for quick success. Even though she thought she had hidden things well, compared to He Lanlan, she valued success or failure too much.
The time she fought against him last year, she barely won in the end.
At that time, he looked indifferent. Even if he lost, he was still smiling and wiping his weapon - the scimitar made of fine iron - with his sleeve.
At that time, there was no hint of desolation in his tone that he had lost the game. Instead, he praised: "The masters from Nanqin Qingziying are really good."
This sentence made Guan Jiyu feel as if he had lost something.
Now this powerful enemy appeared in front of her again. He Lanlan was wearing Lanzeying's unique white orchid embroidered training uniform. His narrow eyes were slightly raised, his nose was as straight as a knife, and his thin lips showed a cold feeling. He was crooked
He shook his head and smiled, and said in his usual relaxed manner: "Long time no see, Miss Guan."
He is a very strange person. When he is not talking to others, he has a complete sense of coldness, alienation and indifference. But if he speaks, he is like putting on another mask. The coldness disappears instantly, and his face is full of pride.
Peach blossom smile.
It's hard to figure out what kind of person he is.
Guan Jiyu composed himself and replied: "Brother Helan is here too."
In fact, in terms of strength, He Lanlan cannot be underestimated, but if it were normal, Guan Jiyu would be confident that he could defeat He Lanlan in a try. But today, she was really not in good spirits, so she just finished saying this,
My legs and feet have already started to feel weak.
Short weapons did not have an advantage over long weapons, but He Lanlan's scimitar was extremely flexible in his hands. Facing the attack of the long spear, he ducked down to dodge with ease, and even if his scimitar was out of hand,
He could also circle around obediently and then fall firmly into his hands for him to attack. The red tassel gun in Guan Jiyu's hand swung several times, but he easily dodged it.
"Guan Xiaomei, I'm afraid you didn't feel guilty after you defeated me last time when you went back, so you deliberately set yourself up for me this time, right?"
While he was fending off the attack with a knife, he still didn't forget to tease her.
