There was nothing strange about riding and shooting textbooks in the afternoon. The teacher set up a competition as usual, but this time the lottery was a bit special, and it turned out to be a colorful parrot. This was novel. So some people who claimed to be good archery skills raised their bows and arrows one after another. The academy was boring, and there was a starling teasing.

Xin Xiran also brought his own bow and arrow, found Gong Yubei, stepped forward and smiled, "I feel relieved when I see Brother Gong Yu is in good condition."

Gong Yubei carefully wiped his bow and arrow, "Since he agreed to Brother Xi Ran, I did what I said."

"Brother Gong Yu, I can trust you." Xin Xiran laughed.

The two started chatting again, and they didn't stand in the team with their bows and arrows until the gentleman called for a gathering.

"There is no better thing than shooting, so the sage king is concerned about. A gentleman has no dispute, so there must be one. He will be able to shoot. He will be respectful and drink from the bottom. The struggle is a gentleman. Since you are classmates, you will be courteous and then fighting, and then respecting, and then respecting, so that you can do what a gentleman does. Don't hurt the friendship between classmates because of a small competition, and you must not hurt others."

The gentleman was still talking about the precautions on it, but Xin Xiran laughed and said, "These saints like to do this kind of face-saving job. They want us to be courteous, so why bother to set a lottery for us to compete? This is not a contradiction or something."

"The Scriptures are one of the Scriptures in Zhou. What we value here is the virtues and cultivation of Sagittarius." Qiu Zhan suddenly explained behind Xin Xiran.

Xin Xiran shrank his neck and turned around and rolled his eyes: "I think it's just a mess and I also ask for a rhythm. What I teach like this is just a scheming. The enemy on the battlefield will not give in to you."

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Gong Yu Bei looked back at Chu Meng, but did not see the latter holding a bow and arrow, and said strangely: "Brother Chu is not going to compete?"

Chu Mengxiao shook his head: "I am not good at archery, so it's better not to ask for boring yourself."

Gong Yubei smiled and said to Xin Xiran: "I probably know how good the people in this game are. Only the two of them don't know the details. One of them is Brother Chu. I think he is the most powerful among us."

"Young Master Gong Yu, don't make fun of me." Chu Meng smiled bitterly: "I only know some punching skills, and archery skills are really unfavorable."

The crowd began to scatter. As the words ended, a few people opened some distance. Finally, the contestants formed a large circle, and countless targets were placed in the center in a mess. The rhythm gradually sounded on the field, but someone was playing the piano on the high platform.

This competition, as Qiu Zhan said, is a archery ceremony. It is both a competition and a friendship between etiquette. All students must step on the dots of the rhythm to shoot arrows, moving bodies, archery postures, and even walking steps are all considered within the judgment.

Anyone who moves according to the rhythm, has a free and easy body, moves the least and hits the most targets, will win.

The music started to ring slowly and long, and no one was moving. After a while, the rhythm was rising in vain and the degree was accelerated. It was the best time. For a moment, most students began to act, stepped on the rhythm and moved closer to the middle, aimed at the target, but they were about to hit the target, but were shot by another arrow to intercept it.

Arrows flew around on the field, and some people were afraid of being injured and retreated in disappointment. Some people failed to hit the ball repeatedly, so they had to leave. After the music on the stage slowed down again, there was no one on the field.

The slow rhythm was not suitable for the movement, and everyone was waiting for the anxious rhythm to ring again. However, while waiting, they saw the two of them stepping on the slow rhythm point and starting to move.

Qiu Ji bent his bow and walked along with the music, and with a whoosh, the arrow shot towards the target like a broken bamboo.

Just as the moment it was about to hit, another arrow came from the side, hitting the previous arrow, and the arrow immediately became two pieces. Later, the one was inserted into the ground, and the tail of the arrow vibrated frequently, and the cracked surface was even shaken out of a crack.

Gong Yubei looked at Qiu Ji with a smile and apologized: "Don't blame Mr. Qiu, I was entrusted by someone. Today I will get this bird. If you offend me, I will go and apologize."

Qiu Ji ignored him and still leisurely bent his bow and arrows to shoot out, and his movements were flowing in one go. It was both an arrow dancing, but it was sharp and elegant, pleasing to the eye.

This is the first time Qiu Ji has been revealed in front of everyone after he has returned. Although the rumors have made him so amazing, in the eyes of most people, if he has lost the title of Susan, Qiu Ji is just an ordinary person.

Even when it comes to attacking the Anshan rebels, many people are skeptical. Who knows whether Qiu Ji will only hide behind as a turtle on the battlefield?

At the moment, when Qiu Ji finally took action, everyone was in a state of watching the show. It was a donkey or a horse, and it would be clear immediately.

When Qiu Ji moved, Gong Yubei naturally followed closely, but the rules of the competition could cut off the archery of others, so no one said anything.

Qiu Ji's three arrows were cut off by Gong Yubei. The people outside the field were anxious to see it, but the two were still calm on the field. Gong Yubei smiled and bowed to Qiu Ji to apologize, but the latter did not even look at it. He drew three arrows from the quiver and put them on the bow.

"I actually want to shoot three arrows at the same time, so don't be able to swallow the fat man in one bite."

"No, Gong Yubei is the king of arrows at the book club. His archery skills are undoubtedly. I think this lottery must be from Gong Yubei."

"Maybe, since you dare to draw a bow and arrow, you may be able to do it."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and Xin Xiran looked at the two on the field leisurely and said proudly: "Look at it, among these two, no matter who loses and who wins, I feel happy."

Qiu Zhan was also very curious, "Since you have known Qiu Ji since you were a child, who is more powerful, he and Gong Yubei?"

"I met him when I was a child, but it doesn't mean I still know him now." Xin Xiran smacked her lips in anger.

In fact, he didn't know which of these two people was better, so he was curious in his heart.

Qiu Ji had already pulled the bow over there, and the three arrows were facing three different directions. Gong Yubei sneered in his heart. It seemed that someone had no choice but to take advantage of the opportunity. He just wanted to take advantage of the three arrows, but it was still difficult for him. So he drew out three arrows to aim.

What he wants to do today is not only to win the first place, but also to suppress Qiu Ji's momentum. Gong Yu's family has been a general for generations, and Gong Yusha is the current head of the house, the general who is second only to the Taiwei. In terms of status and status, Gong Yu is no less than Qiu Ji.

But in the court today, there are Qiu Wanao in literature and Xin Zhongqiao in martial arts. Under the strength of these two people, other court officials are somewhat unrealistic. Take the Gongyu family as an example. Although they are generals, their military power is concentrated in the hands of the Taiwei and they are restrained everywhere. Before entering the academy, Gongyu Sha reminded Gongyubei to establish a good relationship with Xin Xiran in any case.

Gong Yubei couldn't stand this cowardly in his heart. He was clearly the pride of heaven. Even though he had endless wealth and honor, he could not get the honor he deserved. Instead, he was asked by his own old man to please the useless person Xin Xiran. How could he be willing?

From the first day he entered the academy, Qiu Ji and Xin Xiran were the most popular figures. With their strength alone, he could do everything in Gongyu's northern literature and martial arts, but because of the current situation in the court, he lost the honor he should have. How could he not hate it?

Qiu Ji aimed at the three targets, and the strings were tensed. He concentrated on his mind, and three sharp arrows shot out, and the three arrows in the other direction were also shot out. The six arrows were all fierce. After colliding in the air, they deviated from their original routes and finally settled on the ground.

There was an uproar in the field. The two of them were of equal strength and neither of them hit it. However, in that moment, a silver light broke through the momentum.
Chapter completed!