You should know that after Zhou Yong passed the horse-step test ten years ago, although he did not advance to the warrior level and enter the aristocratic class in these years, the external skills he practiced included methods to strengthen the body and increase strength. His strength has long been no less than that of masters who have advanced to the warrior level. He is very confident in his own strength. The first move just now was to test Yan Liqiang's strength. Zhou Yong did not use all his strength, but left some spare strength.
Just when Zhou Yong was wondering whether Yan Liqiang had just gone all out, he discovered that Yan Liqiang had already quickly withdrawn his hand and changed his tactics before he could even use up all the strength in his hand. He stepped forward with his back foot and suddenly hit him with his shoulder...
Being able to release and retract meant that Yan Liqiang had not used his full strength just now, and was also testing his own strength. Zhou Yong was even more surprised.
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The contest between Yan Liqiang and Zhou Yong can be described as a match between a general and a talent. Zhou Yong himself also likes to compete in pushing circles and has rich experience. In the entire craftsman camp, no one can be his opponent when it comes to pushing circles. Yan Liqiang is not weak either. Although his experience in pushing circles is not as rich as Zhou Yong's, he wins in strength, like a tiger coming down the mountain, and his reaction is quick.
The two men started fighting, with each other using great strength and speed. They competed in a circle, which was so dazzling that the soldiers watching nearby shouted loudly.
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Yan Liqiang didn't know how Zhou Yong felt at the moment, but he was in a very good mood. Zhou Yong was indeed a good opponent. His actions and reactions were full of military experience and directness, which was different from all the opponents Yan Liqiang had encountered before. In the contest with Zhou Yong, Yan Liqiang himself also gained a lot, and his confidence was boosted all at once.
You have to know that Zhou Yong is not some random person on the street. This man is a genuine small flag officer in the Han Empire army and a professional in the state violence machine. Although a small flag officer is a grassroots officer, in the army, without extraordinary bravery and strength, he cannot hold such a position.
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After five minutes, the two men struggled and pushed each other to the white edge area of the pushing circle.
Yan Liqiang instantly seized an opportunity and used the "Picking Stars and Looking at the Moon" move from his Tiger Roaring Combination Punch. His right hand suddenly pierced Zhou Yong's armpit and he was about to lift Zhou Yong up with one palm. Zhou Yong was shocked. He knew Yan Liqiang's strength. At this time, if his feet were lifted off the ground by Yan Liqiang and his whole body had no place to leverage, he would be defeated and could be easily thrown out of the circle by Yan Liqiang. In this situation, he grabbed Yan Liqiang's right hand with one hand without thinking and twisted his body to get to Yan Liqiang's side, trying to knock Yan Liqiang out.
Yan Liqiang smiled slightly, and in the nick of time, he raised his right hand, twisted his body, and turned from under his arm. Then his other hand quickly passed through Zhou Yong's waist and accidentally brushed Zhou Yong's clothes. Then he made a defensive posture and collided with Zhou Yong's body...
Zhou Yong's move was to save himself, like a bull charging with great force.
His body hit Yan Liqiang's arm, and Yan Liqiang's arm suddenly retracted. Then Yan Liqiang's whole body suddenly retreated five or six steps and was knocked out of the circle by Zhou Yong.
"good… "
"Wonderful… "
Seeing Zhou Yong win in such a fierce contest, the soldiers watching around cheered loudly. They were all very excited and clapped their hands. They had been defeated by Yan Liqiang twice just now, and this time their leader finally won back their face, and they were all very happy.
Yan Liqiang smiled and bowed to Zhou Yong, "Brother Zhou is amazing, you are indeed better than me. I admit defeat!"
As the winner, Zhou Yong took a deep look at Yan Liqiang. The movements of the two men just now were too fast, and the soldiers watching might not be able to keep up with the rhythm of the two men. Even if they could keep up with the rhythm, they could not understand the mystery. But Zhou Yong knew in his heart that with Yan Liqiang's level, if Yan Liqiang's hand was not in a defensive posture, but holding his waist, with his strength, before he hit him, he only needed to raise and push with both hands lightly, and he would fly out of the circle.
Just now, Yan Liqiang must have deliberately lost to let himself win. Looking at the admiring eyes of the soldiers around him looking at him, Zhou Yong instantly understood Yan Liqiang's intention. This was Yan Liqiang asking him to maintain his authority and face in front of his subordinates.
He jumped over the Dragon Gate and passed the Mabu Test at the age of fourteen. There is no doubt that he will become a warrior in the future. Such a person, who is so experienced in human nature at such a young age, will definitely be successful in the future. This young man is definitely not an ordinary person.
Zhou Yong's mind raced, and his perception of Yan Liqiang instantly improved several levels. He really wanted to make friends with him. If he didn't make friends with such a young talent at this time, would he have to wait until he became successful before he could curry favor with him
"Hahaha, I'm so ashamed, so ashamed. Thank you, Young Master Yan, for giving way..." Zhou Yong said to Yan Liqiang while bowing. The two of them understood what he said tacitly and smiled at each other. When the soldiers around heard it, they just thought that Zhou Yong was being polite and modest after winning and did not think about anything else.
"Brother Zhou, don't be so modest. I just passed the horse stance test and have little experience in all aspects. I still need to learn more from you, Brother Zhou!"
"Young Master Yan passed the Horse Stance Test at the age of 14. With the foundation of the Horse Stance Test, I estimate that it will take him less than two or three years to pass the next test of Stretching Bones and Stretching Muscles. How can I compare with his future achievements..." Zhou Yong said as he walked out of the push circle and came in front of Yan Liqiang. "I saw that Young Master Yan used the Tiger Roaring Chain Fist in the push circle. Although this set of boxing is simple, it has been transformed in Young Master Yan's hands. It should have reached the fourth level at least. I wonder if Young Master Yan has practiced other martial arts besides this?"
Yan Liqiang smiled and shook his head, "I am now laying the foundation, practicing the basics, and have not practiced other martial arts!"
"Then I wonder if Young Master Yan has ever practiced archery?" Zhou Yong continued to ask.
“Never practiced!”
If you have not practiced archery, you naturally won’t be equipped with a good bow.
"Archery is the first of the six arts of a warrior. Young Master Yan will become a warrior in the future, so he must learn archery..." After saying this to Yan Liqiang, Zhou Yong turned around and told a soldier who often followed him, "Shaoling, go to my room and bring me the bow that I put on the weapon rack..."
When the sergeant heard this, he quickly ran towards a room in the barracks next door.
Yan Liqiang knew what Zhou Yong wanted to do when he heard it, and he quickly declined, "Brother Zhou, how can I take your bow? I can't do that, I can't do that!"
War bows are different from ordinary bows, just like racing cars are different from ordinary cars. Ordinary bows can be made by ordinary people at home with even some bamboo, but the so-called war bows are bows that can actually be used on the battlefield, and there are strict requirements on the quality and power of the bow.
In this era, war bows are almost the most expensive of all weapons due to the materials and production period. Among weapons of the same level, war bows are the most expensive. A slightly better war bow can cost more than ten taels of gold, which is not affordable for ordinary people.
The barracks were just nearby, a few steps away. While Yan Liqiang was still refusing, the soldier had already returned with the bow.
The bow was placed in a completely sealed bow bag, and its appearance could not be seen. But with Yan Liqiang's vision, he knew that the bow inside was no ordinary bow just by looking at the bow bag.
The bow bag is made of expensive rhinoceros leather. It is green in color with beautiful patterns on the outside. The entire bow bag is very tall. When placed on the ground, it almost reaches Yan Liqiang's chin. The bow bag is crescent-shaped. Apart from anything else, just looking at the material and workmanship of the bow bag, it must be worth a lot of money.
Zhou Yong untied the bow bag and took out the bow. When Yan Liqiang saw the bow, he was shocked and his eyes lit up with surprise. "Brother Zhou, could this bow be the legendary horn python bow..."
"Hahaha, Young Master Yan has also heard of the Horned Python Bow. Yes, this bow is indeed a Horned Python Bow..." Zhou Yong looked at the black war bow with a loving gaze and gently stroked the smooth bow. "This was found by a good brother of mine on the battlefield and later given to me. To use this bow, you need at least five stones of strength. It is very difficult for me to use it. Young Master Yan has supernatural power, so this bow is just right for him..."
"Brother Zhou, it's too expensive, really too expensive, I can't accept it!" Yan Liqiang waved his hands quickly to refuse.
Yan Liqiang thought that Zhou Yong gave him a normal war bow, but he never thought that Zhou Yong gave him a horn python bow. Among war bows, this natural horn python bow is simply the Ferrari of war bows. This horn python bow in front of him can never be bought without a hundred taels of gold. With Zhou Yong's status as a small flag, this thing may be his most valuable property.
Zhou Yong's face suddenly darkened. "For those of us who practice martial arts, words spoken once are like water spilled on the ground. Young Master Yan doesn't want the gift I gave him. Could it be that he looks down on me, Zhou Yong, and thinks that I, Zhou Yong, am just a small flag and unworthy of being friends with Young Master Yan?"
Zhou Yong's words were so serious that the soldiers around him fell silent and looked at Yan Liqiang one by one.
"No, Brother Zhou, this is really..."
"Take it!" Zhou Yong stuffed the bow directly into Yan Liqiang's hand, "If you don't want this bow today, don't call me Brother Zhou in the future. I'm embarrassed to take back something I gave away as a gift, so I can only throw it into the furnace in the blacksmith's room to be refined..."
Knowing that he couldn't refuse, Yan Liqiang took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, held the bow, clasped his fists towards Zhou Yong, and said solemnly, "Then Liqiang will accept the gift from Brother Zhou today. If Brother Zhou thinks highly of me, don't call me Master Yan anymore. Just call me Liqiang!"
"That's right!" Zhou Yong laughed. "Come on, let's go over there and try out this bow, and let the brothers in the camp see the power of you, Li Qiang..."
"Brother Zhou, I haven't practiced bow yet..."
"It's okay, it's okay. This is easy to learn. Once I tell you, you will learn it right away..."
(End of this chapter)