The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 1203 Challenge
There were about 30 students in this group, and none of them were familiar with Chen Zhao.Just know his name.

He is not as mischievous as Fang San, and he is quite famous in the academy.

Everyone only knows that he is Fang San's relative, who moved from other places, his parents died, and he is very familiar with the scriptures in the book, but he has never seen him playing around, let alone shooting, fighting and other activities.

"Why does Mi Weiyi want to compare archery with a newcomer?"

"This Mi Weiyi is very good at archery. Could it be that he wants to bully this newcomer?"

"I heard that Chen Zhao is an orphan and a relative of Fang San. What kind of archery and archery skills do you know? Maybe you haven't seen it before?"

"I heard that he is from the capital."

"He's from the capital? Can he have access to the archery place as a small person?"

Many people are baffled.

After all, the scholars who can study in the county academy all have some family property, either in business, or with a lot of fertile land.

In order to be able to suppress the subordinates or tenants, the backbone of the family will more or less have some martial arts skills, including a lot of archery skills.

What's more, it is close to Bazhou, where the imperial court implements horse policy, so people here can more or less buy horses, and even gallop them, playing a trick of bending a bow and setting an arrow.

But the teenagers in the capital, unless they belong to the family of Wu Xun, no one is willing to ride horses and shoot arrows, because that will lose their status.

Therefore, in the hearts of these rural youths, the scholars from Dingxing County must be better at archery than the scholars from the capital.

Only those who knew the inside story and had seen the scene at noon gloated and laughed.Compared to Chen Zhao, who had only been here for half a month, they naturally supported Mi Weiyi more.

Master Chen frowned and said:

"Are you sure you want to compete with Chen Zhao in archery?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Zhao again and said:
"Chen Zhao, if you know how to archery, you can naturally participate. If you have no experience with archery, you can refuse. After all, the dispute between gentlemen can be laughed off, even if you don't shoot."

Mi Weiyi looked at Chen Zhao eagerly, and said provocatively:

"Mr. Chen, aren't you very lazy at noon? You don't even dare to participate in the shooting ceremony? If you are a scholar of Yuelai Academy, you don't dare to shoot arrows. Could it be that you want to be non-eating grains, can't carry it on your shoulders, and don't know how to carry it with your hand?" Weak scholar? Even if he is admitted to Jinshi, he might not be an official for a few days, right? Hahaha..."

Seeing this, Zhao Detian frowned slightly, just when he wanted to stop him, he was grabbed by a person beside him.

"I have never participated in the shooting ceremony." Chen Zhao shook his head.

"It's okay, as long as you hit half as many shots as I did, I'll be considered the loser." Mi Weiyi was full of confidence.

"Oh?" Chen Zhao looked at him with a half-smile. "So, you must fight me?"

"What, are you afraid?"

Mi Weiyi poked his chest with his finger and said word by word.

"Don't talk big words anymore if you're afraid, just stay quiet! It's not someone like you who can make trouble in Yuelai Academy."

Chen Zhao snorted coldly and said, "The Master said: "A gentleman will shoot if he has nothing to fight for!Yi Yi let go up, down to drink.His struggle is also a gentleman.There is no competition yet, you are so arrogant, what kind of gentleman are you? "

"Oh...hahaha, do you understand a lot about the subtleties of the master? I have heard your hard-spoken and timid words a lot. Do you dare to come here to compete in the shooting ceremony? If you don't dare, just follow what I said, and in the future Shrinking honestly." Mi Weiyi laughed loudly.

Chen Zhao's face was calm, and he didn't seem to care about Mi Weiyi's sarcasm at all: "I'm afraid that when you lose, you won't be able to get in."

"Will I lose to you?" Mi Weiyi simply suspected that he heard wrongly.

He turned around and said loudly to the people around him: "This kid said that I can't match him in archery, do you think it's funny?"

As soon as Mi Weiyi's words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"He said that Mi Weiyi is not his opponent, he is too crazy."

"Mi Weiyi has been riding a horse and archery since he was a child. Except Mr. Zhao, who would dare to say that he is sure to beat him?"

"He came from the capital, maybe it's hidden deep? Haha!"

Seeing that there was a good show, people around came over to watch.

Many people had some sympathy for Chen Zhao before.

After all, Chen Zhao is an orphan, and like Fang San, he is a country boy. Although he used to live in the capital, that is already a past tense.

In addition, Mi Weiyi was born into a wealthy family, was wealthy since he was a child, could ride horses and shoot arrows, and was a well-known dude.

With this natural comparison of strength and weakness, everyone naturally sympathized with Chen Zhao.

As a result, as soon as Chen Zhao said this, many people felt that he was a little ignorant.

Anyone who has read the book knows the allusion of "practice makes perfect". Although most people practice for years and months, it is definitely not as good as Li Guang's practice for a few days, but there is a huge difference between those who know how to shoot and those who have never even touched a bow.

Unless Chen Zhao had really practiced archery, and it was so proficient that he couldn't hide it, how could he be Mi Weiyi's opponent.

But interested people have long noticed Chen Zhao's hands.

It was delicate skin and tender meat, not at all like an expert who had been exposed to weapons.

"Come on, let's see how Sajia let you drill through the cracks you can't find." Mi Weiyi hooked Chen Zhao and said provocatively.

He stepped onto the arena, took out his own bow and arrow, and after the academy servants placed the target, he immediately assumed the standard archery posture, bent the bow and set the arrow, and pulled the bow string like a full moon. Suddenly, he let go, and immediately The arrow went like a shooting star, only heard the sound of "Peng", and hit the red heart of the arrow target a hundred steps away.

"Good!" All the scholars cheered.

Even people who don't know how to archery can see that Mi Weiyi's arrow is very beautiful from the beginning to the end.

After shooting the arrow, he looked at Chen Zhao, wanting the boy to know the gap between the two.

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhao snorted in disdain:
"Pretending to be profound!"

As soon as this sentence came out, not only Mi Weiyi's face changed drastically, but also Chen Fuzi's and Zhao Detian's faces darkened.

On the occasion of someone shooting a ceremony, saying that someone "pretends to be profound" is ironic not only for Mi Weiyi, but also for Mr. Chen.

Just now, Master Chen eloquently talked about the meaning and content of the archery ceremony, as if if he can't know the archery ceremony, he is not a gentleman, and he is not worthy of being a Confucian disciple.

Now someone said "pretending to be profound".

The spectators around also completely lost sympathy for Chen Zhao.

Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. At this time, if you are still stubborn, you will only let others look down on you.

"Go and shoot an arrow, show him some color." Someone shouted angrily.

"Chen, do you think my arrow is a coincidence?"

Mi Weiyi sneered, picked up another arrow, put it on the bowstring, and shouted: "Then let you see my skills."

After all, bow and shoot again.

"Pong!"

"Pong!"

"Pong!"

……

Mi Weiyi shot eight arrows in one breath. Not only did each arrow hit the bullseye, but it was also in the center. The distance between each arrow was no more than one copper coin thick.

It can be said that among ordinary people, it belongs to extremely brilliant archery.

But in Chen Zhao's eyes, it's just taking the favor of all the flowers.

On the battlefield, the drums are beating and the sound of killing is bursting, and the enemy is no more than three arrows. Where is the time for you to shoot arrows so leisurely?
Not to mention Chen Zhao's current magical powers, when he was Liu Adou, he had already practiced superb archery on the battlefield, far ahead of Li Guang.

Now it's a big laugh to have to compete with an ignorant young master from a wealthy country in the name of "shooting ceremony".

(End of this chapter)