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

Chapter 177
Chapter 177
A bad feeling came from Yan Lu's heart.

Could it be that this guy is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and deliberately deceives me?
After this feeling arose, it continued to expand in Yan Lu's heart.

Those Confucian disciples around who had belittled Zhao Gang were also surprised and speechless at the moment.

They know how difficult it is to hit the ten rings.

In daily competition, there are very few people who can hit ten rings.

And Zhao Gang's careless arrow can actually get the tenth ring result, which only makes them feel that their brains are not enough.

More people thought that Zhao Gang was just lucky.

But the next scene completely slapped them in the face.

Zhao Gang kept pulling the bowstring, and the arrows shot out one after another.

In the middle of the field, only the sound of the caller and the sound of Zhao Gang drawing the bow and shooting arrows remained.

Seven arrows passed, and each arrow hit the bull's-eye without any deflection.

At this moment, not to mention the Confucian disciples around, even Yan Lu's complexion changed accordingly.

If he loses, he not only loses his own face, but also loses the face of Confucianism.

It's a pity that I can't do anything now, I can only wait for the final result.

Zhao Gang felt the tense atmosphere of the people around him, and took out three arrows from the quiver at once.

"Shooting one arrow is not enough. If you want to shoot, you have to shoot three arrows at once."

The people around were taken aback when they heard his words.

Three arrows at once?

Legend has it that there was a master archer named Hou Yi in the Xia Dynasty, who could shoot nine arrows at once.After that, this ability probably only exists in legends.

Now if Zhao Gang can do it, the outcome of this competition will be determined in an instant.

Zhao Gang took out three arrows at once, adjusted the spacing, looked at the target in front of him, took a deep breath, and sank to his dantian. Before everyone recovered, the sound of bowstrings sounded, and the three arrows flew out together.

The arrow whizzed away at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already been inserted into the target.

"Oh my God!"

"It's impossible!"

All the Confucian disciples onlookers rushed forward, looking at the target in amazement and speechless.

Many people turned their attention to Yan Lu next to him.

At this moment, Yan Lu's face turned completely liver-colored, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes were filled with an indescribable emotion.

A slap in the face, a real slap in the face.

I thought I could win over Zhao Gang's shortcomings, but now it seems that I really can't steal the chicken but lose the rice.

Now that he has lost two rounds, is his swordsmanship still comparable in the third round?
If he also loses, what face does he have to face his brothers and disciples of Confucianism.

But now the initiative is not in my hands, and it is not up to me to decide whether it will end.

This sense of humiliation made it difficult for him to calm down.

Those who are familiar with Yan Lu know very well that Second Master always behaves like this every time he gets angry.

"Haha, I'm lucky, I hit it all, brother Yan Lu, I've accepted it."

Zhao Gang simply ignored Yan Lu's look of wanting to kill someone, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Luck is also a part of strength. Your excellency is outstanding, and Yan Lu admires it."

Unlike before, this time Yan Lu didn't rush into the next round, but deliberately stalled for time to get ready.Zhao Gang knew that he didn't want to be too embarrassing, so he didn't urge him.

The two tried to shirk for a while, but Li Mu lost his patience and said to Zhao Gang, "My lord, it's getting late, we should go back."

"Are you leaving?" Yan Lu looked at Zhao Gang and asked.

"No way, we are just curious to take a look. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with. I really can't wait longer."

"Then our bet?"

"Forget it, Confucianism values ​​peace. Let's give up on this competition. If there is an opportunity in the future, we can teach Confucianism better."

After Zhao Gang said goodbye to Yan Lu, he left in a hurry with Li Mu.

Although there was no match in the third round, Yan Lu knew very well that the outcome was already extremely clear.

Zhao Gang had the advantage. Even if he managed to win the third game, it would only be a tie. But if he was a little careless, Confucianism would be completely disgraced.

Seeing the clamoring Zhao Gang leave calmly and calmly, the Confucian disciples in the house were blown up.

"Zi Si, Zi Ming!"

Two Confucian disciples stepped forward.

"You two follow behind and see where this guy sleeps rough."

The two nodded and walked out quickly.

Yan Lu lost one after another, and felt uncomfortable. After Zhao Gang left, he also left the academy.

Inside the Little Sages Village.

Fu Nian sat at the table and listened to his disciples telling what happened in the academy.

"Master, everything is like this."

Fu Nian stroked his beard: "In this way, no one actually knows the true identities of these two people."

"Indeed."

Fu Nian frowned.

Among the hundreds of schools of thought, the miscellaneous family is the most difficult to study. The fundamental reason is that the degree of mixing of personnel in the miscellaneous family even exceeds that of the peasant family.

The two clearly did not want to reveal their identities, so they were called by pseudonyms.

Maybe, even their identities as disciples of the Za family are fake.

"Master, after the second master came back, he locked himself in the room and couldn't come out. I abide by the rules and dare not go in casually. I hope the master will move over to have a look."

Fu Nian shook his head: "Don't worry, your second master won't do anything stupid. Yan Lu's life was smooth in the first half of his life, so it's a good thing to suffer some setbacks now."

"Yes!"

Fu Nian remembered another thing, and hurriedly asked: "You take my name sticker to meet that person, just say that I invited him to Xiaoshengxianzhuang for a while."

"What if the other party doesn't come?"

Fu Nian shook his head: "Don't worry. Since he said that he wants our Confucianism to help him with something after winning, he will never leave before the matter is settled. So, if you invite him, he will definitely come .”

The disciple in front of him suddenly realized when he heard it.

"Master has a high opinion, and I admire it."

Fu Nian waved his hand: "The world will be in chaos, and this little Sanghai City may not escape the baptism of war. If our Confucian disciples don't get nervous, once the crisis comes, we will have no choice but to catch it with nothing."

(End of this chapter)