Daqin: Assist Zulong at the beginning and become a public enemy

Chapter 176 Archery Master
Chapter 176 Archery Master
"It seems that I underestimated you! If so, I will also write an article."

Yan Lu paced back and forth, and he knew an article by heart in a short while.

"Gentlemen say, learning can't be done. Green is taken from blue and green is blue; ice is made of water, but colder than water. Wood straightens the rope, and the worm thinks it is a wheel..."

The Confucian students around shook their heads one by one, savoring carefully.

Only Zhao Gang felt something was wrong the more he heard it.

Isn't this Xunzi's exhortation to learn?
How did it become an article created by Yan Lu himself?

And how could this guy be so brazen, dare to say it's his own.

Yan Lu didn't know that Zhao Gang was a time traveler. At this moment, he was still reading teacher Xunzi's article aloud. He didn't heave a sigh of relief until the last word was over.

"Good Fu, it's really a good Fu!"

"Yes, it is indeed created by Second Master. It is indeed a top-notch masterpiece."

The Confucian students around didn't know the truth, and they all praised him loudly.

Yan Lu clasped his hands and looked at Zhao Gang in front of him: "It's a bit of a fuss, it's a shame!"

Zhao Gang smacked his lips and said: "You have indeed made a fool of yourself. I thought that all Confucian students were people who respect their teachers and respect their principles. Now it seems that I have overestimated you. How dare you plagiarize your teacher's articles at will?" Stay calm and collected, it seems this isn’t your first time either.”

Yan Lu's braid was grabbed by Zhao Gang, and panic flashed across his face.

"You What are you talking about, when am I?"

"Your Majesty Xunzi is indeed an elder whom I respect more. His exhortation to learning is full of profound meaning and worthy of deep thought. You can recite it in full and you can see your respect and love for your Majesty, but such behavior There must be no second time.”

Yan Lu's face turned red and white.

Hitting people does not slap people in the face, but Zhao Gang made it clear that he would not forgive others. He grabbed his pain and attacked him violently, making him lose face in front of many disciples.Even though I could argue that Master Xun did not do this, I still feel guilty standing in front of Zhao Gang.

What surprised him even more was how did he know about his teacher's works?
After all, when the teacher wrote this article, no one in the entire academy knew about it except his three brothers.

Eldest senior brother doesn't like to go out on weekdays, and he doesn't have many friends, so this article definitely won't be passed on by him.And Junior Brother Zifang is busy with the restoration of the country on weekdays. Although there are many people around him, there are not many who really like poetry.

I definitely don't have this possibility.

So... how did the other party know the truth?
Seeing Yan Lu's appearance like this, Zhao Gang smiled and said, "For the sake of respecting your teacher, how about you and I being a draw in this competition?"

Seeing that Zhao Gang didn't want to continue to make things difficult for him, Yan Lu saw that the hanging stone fell down, looked at Zhao Gang and said with a faint smile, "You are a guest, so if you say it's a draw, it's a draw!"

Although everyone didn't know why, seeing that the two of them had already made a decision, they could only continue to watch their next competition patiently.

Zhao Gang shrugged: "I don't care, anyway, I'm not bad for this round. Don't waste time, let's quickly move on to the next round!"

Yan Lu nodded: "The space here is limited, let's go to the backyard, there is a special archery field there."

After all, Yan Lu led the way, Zhao Gang and Li Mu followed behind him, and many Confucian disciples followed closely behind, rushing in like a swarm.

As Yan Lu said, there is a huge open space behind the academy.

The open space is divided into two parts: the left and right parts. The left side is used for shooting, and the right side is specially used for horse riding and driving.

In the past, this place was full of people, but today because of the competition between Zhao Gang and Yan Lu, it seemed a little deserted here.

The second round of Zhao Gang's competition was archery.

After arriving at the venue, Yan Lu looked at Zhao Gang in front of him and asked, "Do you practice archery?"

Zhao Gang touched the horn bow in front of him and shook his head: "This is the first time in my life!"

Hearing what he said, Yan Lu suddenly felt that the victory was in his hands.

At any rate, I have also practiced archery for many years. At such a short distance, I can hit the bull's-eye with nine arrows, let alone a hundred shots.Unless Zhao Gang is a sharp archer, it is absolutely impossible for him to beat himself.

"My Confucian archery rules are simple. You and I each shoot ten arrows. The one who hits the most bull's-eyes wins."

"What if you and I both hit ten arrows?"

Yan Lu smiled and said: "If you and I both have ten arrows, then we can use whoever's archery is better as evidence."

"That being said, there is absolutely no possibility of cheating. Okay, who comes first?"

"I'll do a demonstration first, Your Excellency later." Saying that, Yan Lu took out his bow and arrow, drew the bow and set it up, and quickly shot the first arrow.

The arrow hit the bull's eye fiercely like a shooting star.

"Ten rings!"

A Confucian disciple quickly reported the ring number, and the surrounding Confucian disciples cheered in unison.

Yan Lu bent his bow and set his arrows again, and the arrows flew out quickly.

"Ten rings!"

"Ten rings!"

"Nine Rings!"

……

Ten arrows, nine arrows to the bull's-eye, only one arrow is slightly off.

Such a result can be regarded as Yan Lu's normal level. He put down his bow and looked at Zhao Gang who was close at hand.

"I haven't ejaculated for a long time, and my level has dropped slightly."

Zhao Gang wore a faint smile.

"Not bad!"

With that said, Zhao Gang took his bow, took a step forward, took out an arrow and gestured.

Seeing him like that, the people around laughed out loud.

"This Wuming doesn't even know how to use a bow and arrow, and dares to compete with the second master in archery. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

"That's right! The Second Master is one of the few top archers in our Confucian school. In terms of archery, even the master is no match. Comparing someone who has never shot an arrow with her is simply looking for abuse."

Everyone is not optimistic about Zhao Gang, and even the voices of people despising him have reached his ears.

But Zhao Gang was unmoved.

It can even be said to be fearless.

Quickly enter the system, directly select the skill column, find the archery branch, and directly upgrade quickly.

"Ding! The host has learned archery skills, which are currently entry-level."

"Ding! The archery skill has been upgraded, and it is currently at the intermediate level."

"Ding! Archery has been upgraded successfully, and it is currently advanced."

"Ding! Archery has been upgraded successfully, and it is currently at the master level."

"Ding! Archery has been upgraded successfully, and it is currently at the master level."

Raising his archery skills to the top in one breath, Zhao Gang was like enlightened. Countless archery knowledge poured into his brain, making him a sharpshooter like Li Guang and Huang Zhong.

The archery target fifty paces away also seemed to grow a lot bigger at this moment, and the bullseye, which was only the size of a money eye, also became the size of a bowl.

"Your Excellency has considered for so long whether to shoot or not?" Yan Lu just said.

As soon as the bowstring in Zhao Gang's hand rang, everyone's eyes quickly turned to the direction of the target.

Everyone seems to be waiting to take care of and make a fool of themselves.

But the next moment, something surprising happened.

The Confucian disciples at the target stood there like a demon, unable to react for a long time.

"Hey, Zi Ming, what are you doing standing there?"

"Yeah, you're talking about a few rings!"

The young man named Zi Ming stood there, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, looking at the many seniors in front of him: "Ten... ten rings, this guy actually shot ten rings."

(End of this chapter)