Chapter 113 Choosing to study and become famous, silence
Time passed quickly.
Masters from both colleges soon came to the court and sat down.
The selection of courses in Liangfang Academy is actually quite simple.
The rules are relatively uncomplicated.
It’s nothing more than a group of people taking exams at the same time.
The sixteen best people were selected from their results.
Then there were eight out of sixteen, four out of eight, two out of four, and one out of two.
In fact, if you reach the top 16, you already have a quota for the imperial examination recommended by the college.
But who doesn’t want to stand out among the stars?
Of course, these are students who participated in the written imperial examination.
Zeng Anmin chose the Magic Formation Imperial Examination.
There are not many people participating in the Huanzhen imperial examination, so the college does not give many places to students who take the Huanzhen imperial examination every year.
There are only six, and each corresponds to one of the six arts of the gentleman.
In other words, Zeng Anmin had to get the first rank of "shooting" in order to have a quota to participate in the imperial examination.
Not many people choose to study in the Magic Formation Imperial Examination.
Everyone knows that the magic array blocks memory in the imperial examination.
"Excellent shooting skills."
The teachers from both colleges are very efficient.
The students who took the Imperial Examination were called out and headed to the other side of the school grounds.
Zeng Anmin was naturally included in this list.
At this time, he was carrying his black gold long bow with a calm expression.
He took a general look at it first.
There are only about thirty students participating in the fantasy formation selection.
As for the art of "shooting", there are only eight people.
Among these eight people, there are four students from the Imperial Academy and four students from Qilin Academy.
Because they all come to learn the art of "shooting".
Therefore, every student carries a soft bow on his back.
Only Zeng Anmin's tall black gold longbow made people look at him.
"Haha."
Eight students followed the Master to the shooting range.
One of the students from Qilin Academy across the street chuckled.
The man had an ordinary face.
The figure is mediocre.
The blue student uniform of Qilin Academy looked a bit ordinary on him.
"I am Li Ru, a student of Qilin Academy. I chose Xue Jian for this "shooting" and took the lead without any hesitation."
He raised his head slightly and looked in Zeng Anmin's direction with a smile on his face.
……
Zeng Anmin looked a little strange.
Speak harshly before the game.
This is the tacit understanding between Qilin Academy and Guozijian students since they have chosen schools for many years.
The master also watched this scene expressionlessly, with no intention of stopping it.
It would be surprising if the students from the two academies were harmonious and happy.
Qilin Academy and the Imperial College have been fighting for hundreds of years over the issue of "Confucianism and orthodoxy."
This is an irreconcilable contradiction.
Even if students from the two academies really get along well with each other.
Not to mention the master of the academy.
Even the royal family would not be happy to see it.
Contradiction must be developed from the beginning in college.
In this way, when the students from the two academies reach the court, they will become even more incompatible.
It allows the royal people to check and balance.
"Joke!" The other two students in the Imperial College, except Zeng Anmin, sneered:
"Don't be ashamed of your boasts. If you miss the mark in a while, we will not show mercy."
After saying that, he relied on his length, looked down at Li Ru, and raised the corners of his mouth:
"How can someone who is not as tall as Brother Zeng dare to bark??"
Zeng Anmin smiled and touched the longbow on his shoulder cooperatively.
Although he didn't speak, this action was extremely heart-wrenching.
…………
Then he looked at Li Ru from Qilin Academy.
He looked extremely gloomy at this time.
Obviously, the words of the student from the Imperial College had hurt his self-esteem.
"Master, this person is insulting others, and you are here. I hope you will be unselfish and deprive him of his place in this school!"
Li Ru just bowed to the master in front of him expressionlessly:
"When students of my generation participate in school selection, they always only discuss things based on their skills. They don't make any concessions, but they still respect their opponents in their hearts."
"How can you directly talk about people's shortcomings?!"
After Li Ru said this, he looked calmly at the student who had just insulted him.
……
OK!
Zeng Anmin glanced at Li Ru unexpectedly.
He heard Liu Xian say it.
This man is an excellent shooter.
It has even reached the point of Confucianism and Taoism.
He only needs to break through the current level and enter the sixth level to directly impact the fifth level Dharma.
Unexpectedly, he still has the ability to find faults.
Sure enough, as soon as he said this.
The master squinted his eyes and looked this way.
He stared at the student for a while and warned:
"If you commit the crime again, you will be immediately disqualified."
"You!"
The student in the Imperial College looked gloomy and stared at Li Ru.
Li Ru looked calm and did not look at the student.
He caressed the soft bow in his hand.
"Let's get started."
Zeng Anmin urged the Master and said loudly:
"The students can't wait to hit Li Ru in the face with their shooting skills."
Crazy, right?
Let me show you what is true madness.
Simple bad breath.
The ultimate enjoyment.
Zeng Anmin looked sideways at Li Ru, with a hint of confidence in his voice:
"If you lose later, don't go back crying to your mother to complain."
"After all, it's not easy for her to drag you down like this."
This is just the lowest level of ridicule in the past life.
Li Ru's face turned red.
He panted heavily and looked at Zeng Anmin:
"Okay, okay!! You are fine!"
Apparently, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Zeng Anmin gave him a pitiful look.
You fell down before I even exerted any force? ?
"I'll let you know how powerful I am later!"
Li Ru held it in for a long time, but he could only say this sentence.
"Chi~"
Zeng Anmin let out a puff of air from his nose.
He could only say one thing: What a simple person from another world!
That's it? ?
This breaks the defense?
Can't stand it? ?
You kid, hurry back and burn some incense for your ancestors.
I'm glad I wasn't born in Zaun.
Otherwise, those e-sports Mozarts will teach you how to be a good person.
…………
"One person, one target."
The Master did not keep the students waiting.
Stations were quickly assigned to several students.
Everyone has a target in front of them.
At this time, they were thirty steps away from the target.
It is also the distance where Confucian and Taoist monks commonly practice archery.
No matter how far they go, they won't be able to fire their bows.
"The first bow, Ma Deming."
The master stood there calmly, looking at a student from Qilin Academy in the field.
"The chance of ten bows is calculated according to the score."
"Let's get started."
When the student named Ma Deming heard this, his expression became serious.
He took a deep breath and said to his companions: "You're showing off your shame."
After saying that, he came to the front case.
Pick up the arrow feathers on the table and gently pull the bow string.
"Chirp!!"
Arrow feathers leave the bow.
Landing firmly on the bull's-eye!
But no one spoke at the scene.
Because when he opened this bow... he had no "intent".
Confucianism cultivators pay attention to drawing the bow and drawing the intention.
When attracting attention, you must concentrate on feeling the "intention" between the arrow feathers.
In other words, he was distracted by this arrow.
"No points."
The master spoke calmly, and then said: "Continue, there are nine more times."
The student really didn't dare to be distracted.
He slowly closed his eyes and quietly drew the bow.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
Loosen the string.
"Chirp!!"
Ruoyou Ruowuo's arrow intention appears.
"Crack."
But the arrow didn't land on the target.
The force slowly dissipated in the air.
It soon fell to the ground.
"There is no point. Although there is "intention", there is no target."
The Master nodded slowly, and now his voice was a little more encouraging:
"Continue, there are eight more chances."
After hearing the Master's encouragement, the student's eyes showed a hint of hope.
Continue to draw the bow and draw the string.
"Chirp!!"
There is "meaning"!
And landed on the target!
"Three points."
When the master saw this scene, his eyes lit up slightly:
"Continue, seven more times!"
The student breathed a sigh of relief and continued to draw the bow.
Just with his sigh of relief.
There is no "meaning."
It ends as he leads the strings.
Then the score comes out. "Twenty-eight points."
It can be considered a satisfactory result.
"The next one is Imperial College Cheng Yu."
…………
Zeng Anmin looked a little bored.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
oh.
That's it?
I thought the students who came here were so good? ?
At this time, he already knew it in his heart.
He gradually learned about the general level of the students on site.
Time passed slowly.
There are three students from Qilin Academy.
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There are also two students from the Imperial College who have also finished.
Among them, the one with the highest score was the one from the Imperial College who just mocked Li Ru's height.
His name is Cheng Yu.
This time the score is sixty-one.
I pulled the string ten times, and all of them hit the target.
It's just that the accuracy is a bit terrible.
"The next one is Qilin Academy, Li Ru."
"Brother Li! Let them open their eyes."
"Hmph! Don't save face for them, use your true strength!"
"…………"
When the students of Qilin Academy saw Li Ru on the stage, their faces showed confidence.
They were like rabid dogs with their master standing behind them, looking towards the Imperial Academy with sneers on their faces.
The students in the Imperial College all rebutted fiercely.
In fact, it can be seen from here that the students of the Imperial College have had a long-standing feud with Qilin Academy.
"Let's get started."
The master looked at Li Ru expressionlessly.
Li Ru nodded slightly and took the soft bow off his shoulder.
The moment you get the soft bow.
There was calmness on his face.
An extremely confident aura slowly emerged from his body.
People even forget his height.
Everyone's eyes were subconsciously attracted to him.
"Haha."
Li Ru chuckled lightly.
He calmly picked up an arrow feather from the case.
Subsequently.
He just focused his gaze on the faces of the students in the Imperial Academy.
Not even looking at the bow and arrow in his hand.
Lead the string gently.
"Chirp!!!"
"Crack!!"
The fletching landed directly on the bullseye.
An indomitable mood slowly emerged from his body.
There is "meaning!"
And it hit the bullseye.
"Intentional, very good."
There was a hint of surprise in the Master's voice.
"Haha!! Brother Li is really awesome!"
"Hey? Why are you mute?!"
"Haha, talk!"
"..."
The students of Qilin Academy all raised their eyebrows and looked this way jokingly.
All the students in the Imperial College were silent for a moment.
Whether it's good or bad, who can't tell?
Zeng Anmin looked at Li Ru thoughtfully.
Not bad indeed.
This person named Li Ru is indeed what Liu Xian said.
Archery has been mastered.
Only the effort of water milling is left. When the realm of Confucianism and Taoism breaks through the sixth level, he can directly condense the Dharma and enter the fifth level!
A rival indeed.
"Chirp!!"
"Chirp!!"
"Chirp!!"
Ten arrows in a row.
All with "meaning".
And they all hit the bullseye!
"One hundred percent!"
As the Master spoke.
The whole place became silent.
Li Ru, with an expressionless face, slowly walked towards the students of the Imperial College.
He didn't say any more words to ridicule.
Instead, he slowly bowed:
"Concession."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the camp of Qilin Academy.
Two simple words.
The remaining people in the Imperial Academy were all silent.
At this point, the outcome has been decided.
"Do we need to compete again?"
The students at Qilin Academy glanced at Zeng Anmin curiously.
Then he asked the Master clearly:
"Although the student hasn't made any move yet, his score is 100%..."
The words are only half spoken.
But who can’t understand the meaning?
"Noisy!"
Zeng Anmin looked at the man calmly: "Do you know that the winner has been decided??"
"What? Even if you get full marks, it's just the same."
The man frowned and looked at Zeng Anmin.
"Whether it's the same or not, you can tell by looking at it."
Zeng Anmin just sneered and slowly took off the black gold long bow from his shoulder.
I don’t know what material the black gold long bow is made of.
Although it is very long and very big.
But holding it in your hand requires no more strength than a soft bow.
"Well, the next one is Zeng Anmin."
The Master looked at Zeng Anmin.
Zeng Anmin walked to the case with an expressionless face.
Pick up the black gold longbow in your hand.
He also performed like Li Ru just now.
He looked towards the students of Qilin Academy.
The smile on his face was the same as Li Ru's just now.
"Haha."
He also chuckled.
Then he didn't even look at the target.
An aura that was like a spring breeze but had a hidden mystery came out of him.
"A gentleman should hide his weapon in his body and wait for the time to move."
He smiled.
He chanted a sentence softly.
Then he quickly picked up the arrow feathers, drew the bow and pulled the string.
"Chirp!!"
The arrow's feathers landed straight in the bull's eye.
"Intentional, very good!"
Master's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Zeng Anmin:
"It's not the meaning that has been expressed by predecessors, but the meaning that you realize yourself!"
As the Master said this, he fell.
Everyone's eyes narrowed sharply.
He... realized it on his own? !
Isn’t it what the predecessors intended? !
This alone has surpassed Li Ru.
However, their shock was still not over.
"Haha."
Zeng Anmin just chuckled and continued to draw the bow and string.
But this time, he pulled the bow string even harder than before! !
"Chirp!!"
Still not looking at the target.
The arrow feathers flew away at an extremely fast speed.
The next moment.
Then he saw that the arrow feathers directly split the arrow feathers that just fell into the bullseye into two from the tail to the head! !
"Click~"
Landed steadily on the target! !
This...
What is this ingredient? !
For a moment, all the students were silent.
Even the Master’s eyes widened! !
No one has ever seen this scene before!
Zeng Anmin calmly drew the bow and string.
The movements are still flowing.
"Chirp!"
"Chirp!!"
"Chirp!!"
……
Ten arrows later.
Above the bullseye, a complete arrow landed steadily.
The remaining nine were all broken in half by the subsequent arrows! !
Zeng Anmin gently carried the black gold long bow on his back.
He walked slowly in front of the students of Qilin Academy.
There was no sarcasm on his part either.
There was no expression on his face.
He gave a gentle salute:
"Concession."
After saying that, he left the place.
He stood among the ranks of students in the Imperial College.
The wind blew gently.
"Click~"
A very eye-catching voice sounded.
Everyone looked subconsciously.
I saw that the target that Zeng Anmin had just shot slowly opened a gap in the middle.
There was no sound in the audience! !
(End of chapter)