"Li Zhen is in Dunhuang!" Li Zhen replied without being humble or arrogant.

"Not bad! They are all very good boys. You all invite them to attend. No matter what you win or lose today, you are my distinguished guests."

Zhu Yuefuguo can speak fluent Chinese and understand the worldly ways.

Zhu Yuefuguo ordered people to add seats to them and asked Li Zhen to sit beside him. At this time, his daughter Zhu Yueminzhi rode to the horse and asked loudly in front of the stands: "Father, when will the competition start?"

Although she was asking her father, she looked at Li Zhen with her gem-like bright eyes. She looked at him with an arrow. He was still interested in taking the seat? He lost face later, and see if he dared to sit next to his father.

Zhu Yuefuguo laughed and said, "Let the Shatuo warriors compete first."

He took a bright gem from his waist, "This gem is a reward, the brave will win!"

Zhu Yueminzhi understood what her father meant to make her last appearance and win the gem. She glanced at Li Zhen with a provocative look and thought to herself, "Let you be proud for a moment!"

She turned her horse's head and ran towards the Shatuo Warrior. Looking at her daughter's back, Zhu Yuefuguo smiled and said to Li Zhen: "Although the little girl is a woman, she is Shatuo's third riding and shooting. You must not underestimate the enemy."

"Thank you, Chief, for your reminder, I remember."

Zhu Yuefuguo looked at him and said lightly: "The Shatu people pay attention to conquering people with martial arts. They will do their best whether they are on the battlefield or on the court. They will never give in. In the eyes of you Han people, humiliation may be a virtue, but not to the Shatu people. It is a kind of contempt and a humiliation. I also hope that you can follow the customs. If you have real skills, then take them out all!"

Li Zhen nodded silently, it seemed that her father also hoped that she could suffer a setback.

At this time, drums were heard on the grassland, and the Shatu people on both sides began to cheer. Low horns rang through the sky. More than 500 Shatu warriors in costumes came out one after another, galloping on the field, accepting the blessings of their parents and relatives, and accepting the admiring gazes of passionate girls.

After a moment, more than 500 Shatu warriors gathered in front of the stands. Zhu Yuefuguo stood up and raised his hands and said, "Shatuo established the clan with martial arts. Without strong force, we can only become slaves of alien races. Our parents, wife and children will be abused. Take your bows and arrows, ride your war horses, and let the brave spirit of the Shatuo people pass on from generation to generation. Shatuo’s clan with martial arts is the victory!"

"War of martial arts is the victory!"

More than 500 Shatu warriors shouted in unison, their passionate blood boiling in everyone's hearts. Even Li Zhen next to him was infected by their passionate blood. He knew that in history, the Shatu people had created glory. A weak nation, a nation that forgets the spirit of martial arts, will never stand proudly in the world.

"The riding and shooting competition begins!"

Zhu Yuefuguo shouted loudly, and more than 500 war horses ran, and the sound of horse hooves was like muffled thunder. At this time, Zhu Yuefuguo said to Li Zhen: "Young Master can get out!"

Only then did Li Zhen realize that Zhu Yuefuguo was asking him to compete with the Shatuo Warrior, not just with his daughter. He slowly stood up, put the quiver on the back, held the shadow bow in his hand, and jumped off the wooden platform. His red-blooded BMW was in the stands. Li Zhen turned over and ran over, galloped into the Shatuo Warriors group.

Li Zhen was wearing a blue warrior robe and tall and burly. His war horse was particularly strong and good at running, which attracted particular attention among the Shatuo warrior group.

When Zhu Yueminzhi saw her, the fire of courage ignited in her heart. She ignored her father's orders and urged the black horse under her crotch and rushed into the group of Shatuo warriors.

The two met in the crowd, and their eyes were full of confidence in challenging each other, "Li Zhen, you still have time to admit defeat now!" Zhu Yueminzhi smiled sarcastically.

"You must be the one who lost!" Li Zhen also fought back mercilessly.

"Then let's wait and see!"

The two of them crossed the horses and went to a competition team.

The Shatuo people's riding and shooting competition is completely different from the Dunhuang martial arts provincial examination. It is full of free competition. Fifty people are in a team, and each person's arrow has his own name engraved on it. They participate in shooting prey together. The one with the most hunting is the winner. If multiple people shoot one prey, it depends on whose arrow is more deadly.

At this time, the drums were loud, and a group of about a hundred yellow sheep ran out from the wooden cliff. They were very good at running and fast, and rushed to the other side of the grassland. Fifty Shatu warriors also shouted and ran out quickly. Arrows shot out strongly. On the field, the yellow sheep ran wildly, and the horses ran like shadows.

Zhu Yueminzhi was in the first team, and Li Zhen paid special attention to her. She was agile, with her bow and arrows, and a horse shooting, and she performed in one go. Her movements were like flowing water. In just a moment, she shot fifteen arrows, and the arrow shot into the vital points of the yellow sheep.

The competition time was very short, and blood was splattering everywhere for a while. Dozens of yellow sheep whine and fell down. The rest of the yellow sheep ran without a trace. Someone ran to count it. Finally, it was announced that Zhu Yueminzhi was leading with the score of fifteen preys, and cheers suddenly burst out around the field.

Zhu Yueminzhi bowed to thank the people around Shatuo, which aroused everyone shouting: "Leopard Beauty! Leopard Beauty!" The applause became even more enthusiastic.

Zhu Yueminzhi retreated, but deliberately passed by Li Zhen, hit him with his shoulder, stared at him with wild eyes, and smiled provocatively: "The No. archer of the Tang Dynasty, how many can you shoot?"

Li Zhen smiled slightly in front of her eyes: "I don't need to ejaculate too much, sixteen are enough!"

"you!"

Zhu Yuemin was extremely angry, "Okay! If you can shoot sixteen, I will admit defeat!"

Teams of Shatuo young warriors ran on the field, blew the bow and shot arrows, and yellow sheep fell while running. The young shooters each had their own achievements, with seven or eight more, and two or three fewer, but none of them could surpass Zhu Yueminzhi's results.

After all, she is the third place in the entire Shatuo people riding and shooting, and the Shatuo tribe in Puchanghai is just one of the Shatuo people, and the riding and shooting levels are far different.

At this time, the drum sounded again, and finally a team of participating in the competition rushed out. Li Zhen, wearing a blue warrior robe, was also among them, attracting special attention. Jiuzhi, Kang Dazhuang and others stood up and looked at Li Zhen nervously. Even Zhu Yuefuguo also stroked his beard and squinted his eyes at Li Zhen in the team. He was very interested in this young man. Can he really stop his daughter's competitive spirit?

But the one who really pays attention to Li Zhen was Zhu Yueminzhi. She chatted with several girls as if nothing had happened, but her eyes were watching Li Zhen's every move. She felt a little nervous. From Li Zhen's horse-riding posture and bow-holding techniques, she could see that Li Zhen was indeed practicing hard on riding and shooting, and it was not the drunken ambition that was boasting randomly.

At this time, she ignored the surprise of others and ran towards the edge of the field. At this time, the field covering an area of ​​more than 1,000 acres was already running around. The wolf-toothed arrows flying everywhere were shooting like lightning at the fleeing yellow sheep. Li Zhen controlled the horse with both legs, drew the arrows and opened the bow, twisted the body and shot them quickly. The arrows were like sparks and clouds, and they accurately shot into the head of the running yellow sheep, all of which were killed with one arrow.

His movements were not rushed and rushed, giving people a very calm feeling, but his arrow was the fastest and most fierce among all. Gradually, the eyes of thousands of Shatu people around him were focused on him and were attracted by his superb archery skills.

The layman watched the fun, but the layman looked at the trick. The layman only felt that Li Zhen had a quick arrow and his killing method was sharp, but Zhu Yueminzhi was counting Li Zhen's shooting of each arrow. In the blink of an eye, thirteen arrows had been shot, and the arrows shot into the vital points of the yellow sheep. The game was over, and there were only a few yellow sheep on the field.

When most people realized that Li Zhen had a record of up to fourteen yellow sheep, Zhu Yueminzhi quickly judged that Li Zhen still had at least three chances of arrows.

Although it is difficult for ordinary archers to grasp these three arrows, their intuition told her that Li Zhen could do it. She was very anxious and urged the horse to chase one of the yellow sheep.

Li Zhen looked around six directions and listened to all directions. He found that there were three yellow sheep running around him, one on the left and right in front, and one behind him, which was distributed in a font shape. He pulled out three arrows and bit them in his mouth, galloped for more than ten steps, and shot the two yellow sheep in front and fell down, and Li Zhen shot his head through with an arrow.

At this time, he had shot down fifteen yellow sheep, tying Zhu Yueminzhi's record, but he pulled the third arrow in his exit, pulled the bow like a full moon, and turned around and shot at the last yellow sheep behind. But just as he wanted to singxian, he was stunned. The last yellow sheep was caught in Zhu Yueminzhi's arms, and Zhu Yueminzhi looked at him with a smile.

Either a draw or a arrow was released. Li Zhen did not hesitate. When the string was loosened, the wolf-tooth arrow flew out of his bow, like a black shadow, shooting towards the yellow sheep in Zhu Yuemin's arms. At the same time as the sound of the gong was finished, the last arrow shot through the yellow sheep's head and shot it to death in Zhu Yuemin's arms.

When the gong sounded, the gong burst into earth-shaking cheers around the field.

Li Zhen put away the bow and stared at Zhu Yueminzhi calmly. He killed sixteen, just one more than her. Zhu Yueminzhi was stunned. She never expected that Li Zhen would be so decisive and shot the yellow sheep in his arms to death with one arrow.

The other party won, and the winning was so wonderful. A sense of frustration that had never been there was in her heart. Tears surged out of her eyes. She threw the yellow sheep to the ground, turned around and ran away.

"Sixteen Master Li of the Tang Dynasty!"

As the counting soldiers announced their achievements loudly, the grassland was boiling again, and the Shatu people who worshiped the hero threw him high and cheered for his final victory.
Chapter completed!