Chapter 146 Wins in the End
Gong Changan came on stage calmly. After clasping his fists and saluting, he bent down and picked up a Cuju.
First he weighed it, patted it, and then threw it up.
Everyone watching thought that this kid was quite smart. None of the things on the court could be used by him, but this Cuju was quite suitable.
But in the final analysis, anyone can kick two kicks in Cuju. How can one win if there is no surprising means?
But then they saw Gong Changan doing a trick like flowing water.
The ball seemed to understand his thoughts and moved around with him, just staying on the left and right.
Everyone was dazzled and couldn't help but admire it.
I never thought that such a little person could have such great abilities.
Finally, Gong Changan stood the Cuju on his toes and asked several masters for instructions: "I am young and cannot use these long weapons. I wonder if I can show what I carry with me?"
"Oh, you still carry weapons?" The round-faced master asked, "In that case, just show it off!"
To be honest, his wife had already captured his set of bouquets just now, but they just didn't say it out loud.
Gong Changan took out the small flying knife he carried with him, glanced at the archery target, then opened his bow left and right, and threw out a few flying knives.
With the sound of whooshing through the sky, the flying knives all hit the bullseye without missing a beat.
"Ha! What a handsome kung fu!" Ye Guanghan high-fived and praised, "Little brother is really amazing!"
Several other people looked at each other, and Xiao Manlang sighed: "Compared with this doll, our lives have been in vain."
"Isn't this child a Nezha? He has been practicing martial arts since he was born." Lu Song was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
"Gong Chang'an," Master Danfengyan stretched out his hand and pulled the palace chief An in front of him, "From today on, you are my closed disciple."
"Thank you for your appreciation, Master. I wonder how I should address you?" Palace Chief An was also excited, but he tried his best to appear calm.
"Zhuge Qianqiu." Master Danfengyan smiled slightly, his snow-white beard fluttering gently in the evening wind, like an immortal descending into the world.
The remaining few people had mixed feelings in their hearts. They had been called dragons and phoenixes among people since they were young, and it was inevitable that they had high self-esteem. But today they finally understood what it means to have people outside the world and heaven outside the world.
It was almost dusk and the sky was getting dark.
Everyone was waiting anxiously for the lights to come on in the yard.
"Come out! Come out!" Someone kept staring at the door of the front hall. When he saw someone coming out, he immediately moved forward.
"It looks like he failed," someone said, "If you don't believe it, just wait and see."
The four eliminated people walked down the steps and returned to the crowd.
Everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for them, after all, they had already reached the final round.
"Brother Xiao, even though you are defeated, you are still glorious. You are already great." The friend who accompanied Xiao Manlang patted him on the shoulder and put some clothes on him.
"Yes, yes, those who can make it to the last level are already one of the best. I don't know how many times better than ordinary people like us."
Many people nearby echoed.
This made the losers feel much better, but they still had some regrets in their hearts, and they might have to spend a long life to kill them off.
"Look! Look! The selected people are out!" The most exciting moment has finally arrived. Mr. Huaying walked at the front and announced to everyone: "This time, Sanjing Academy went down the mountain to select disciples. The final ones selected were Ye Guanghan, Ding Ling, and Gong Changan."
"Wow!!!" There was a roar from the audience immediately.
I couldn't tell who was shouting or what they were shouting about. It seemed like everyone was shouting. It was so noisy, chaotic and extremely shocking.
Ye Guanghan and Ding Ling stood in front, eyes wet from the cheers of the crowd.
Being selected into the Three Paths Academy is more glorious than winning the top prize in the exam. It can be said that more than half of your lifelong wish has been fulfilled.
And when Master Zhuge appeared in front of everyone holding Gong Changan's hand, the cheers seemed to be suppressed by an invisible big hand.
At this time, lanterns were lit on both sides. Under the candlelight, Zhuge Fuzi, a tall figure dressed in black, had frosty eyebrows and snowy temples. Next to him, the palace chief An's eyes were as bright as lacquer.
The old and the young are like Taibai Jinxing and fairy children descending to earth, without any fireworks.
Finally someone woke up and shouted excitedly: "It's amazing, Master Zhuge has accepted a disciple!"
"This must be a closed disciple, I told you so long ago!"
"My God, this kid must be the reincarnation of a child prodigy!"
"The ancestral graves of the Gong family are well buried! Two Jinshi were born a few days ago, and now there is a disciple from Sanjing Academy, who is also a close disciple of Master Zhuge. There are really many talents!"
Gong Changan's little brothers were so excited that they jumped, shouted, and yelled. Several attendants were so frightened that they stared at Feng Tianzhu, fearing that he would fall ill in excitement.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't get too excited." The attendant advised, "Be sure to calm down, calm down."
"Quick, quick, quick! Take out the medicine and give it to me." Feng Tianzhu himself felt that his heart was beating wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, "I only feel numb in my hands and feet now."
The entourage was so frightened that he hurriedly took out the medicine and gave it to him. It was prepared for him by a medicine monk from the Western Regions.
It is said that taking it in advance when you notice something is wrong can effectively slow down the attack.
"Brother Feng, what do you think? It doesn't matter." Although Qiao Ziyu is about the same age as them, he is more mature and careful. After all, he was the one who instigated Feng Tianzhu to come here. If he got sick, he would not be happy with his face. nice.
Seeing Feng Tianzhu's face gradually return to normal, he felt relieved.
"Hey, where is Mr. Zhu? He was here just now." Xu Mang turned around and found that Zhu Hui was missing. "He has waited until this time, why not wait a little longer?"
"Master Zhu seems to have gone over there." The attendant pointed to a tree shadow in the distance. It was too dark to see clearly.
"What is he doing there? Is it because he has an urgent need to urinate?" Feng Tianzhu asked after regaining his breath.
"Master Zhu seems to have an upset stomach," the attendant said. "I saw that he was hunched over and covering his mouth as if he was about to vomit."
"Oh my God, it wasn't the bowl of noodle soup that ruined him, right?" Xu Mang stared, "They say he usually doesn't have meaty food in his meals, but there was shredded pork in the noodle soup just now."
Zhu Hui was poor and upright. Although he had a high official position, he saved as much as he could on food and clothing. The money he saved was used to relieve the poor.
The attendant was not mistaken that Zhu Hui did leave with his body covered and his mouth covered, but it was not that he had a bad stomach, but that he was too excited.
He staggered out of the crowd, finally hid in a deserted bush, hugged a tree and cried bitterly.
His tears surged like a river with its gates opened. But he still didn't dare to speak out and could only sob suppressed.
With tears in his eyes, he looked at the lanterns lighting up in the distance.
Under that lantern, hidden by other people's figures, was the hope that he would spend the rest of his life guarding.