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After Zhang Jing'an figured it out, he did not blame Ma Zhilong. Instead, he felt that this gentleman was at least upright and a true scholar.
As they approached the training ground, Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong continued to walk steadily, but Zhang Jing'an's steps became unsteady, with worry all over his face.
Zhang Jing'an knew that the Six Arts were rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy and mathematics, and that among them there were five types of archery.
If it were ten years ago, Zhang Jing'an believed that his father would win more often, but Zhang Longxiang had been in prison for ten years, and even if he had profound knowledge, he was no longer good at this. He did use arrows in the military camp a few days ago, but he had only practiced for a month.
Since Ma Zhilong is the president of Zhurong Academy, he must have practiced the Six Arts diligently.
While Zhang Jing'an was worried, Fang Yun and Dean Ma arrived at the parade ground, went into the house next to the parade ground together, and selected bows and arrows.
The two men, each holding a bow and arrow and carrying a quiver, came to the hunting ground.
Ma Zhilong stopped behind a line, looked ahead and said, "This place is thirty feet away from the target in front. You and I will each choose a target facing us and compete in five shots. Do you have any objections?"
Zhang Jing'an and the children who followed him were amazed. In a normal archery competition, the distance is usually ten feet. This distance of thirty feet tests too many aspects. Not only does it require arm strength and accuracy, but also experience and calculation ability. After all, thirty feet is too far, and it will take an ordinary person more than ten breaths to run.
Fang Yun said: "I have no objection, but I haven't learned archery for many years, so I would like to try the 'white arrow' first."
The first of the five archery techniques is called white arrow, which requires the long arrow to pass through the target with the arrowhead exposed.
"Please come in, Lord Zhang!" said Ma Zhilong.
"Thank you, Mr. Ma."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he reached out and pulled out two long arrows from the quiver.
Everyone present was stunned. Was Zhang Longxiang afraid that the first arrow would fail and was going to shoot twice? However, if Ma Zhilong succeeded once, then the first of the five shots would definitely fail.
Everyone watched quietly. Meanwhile, some scholars from the academy also got the news and appeared in the training grounds one after another. Several of them looked grim and looked at Fang Yun from time to time, with strange eyes flashing in their eyes. Two or three of them did not even hide their hostility.
Fang Yun put both arrows on the longbow.
Everyone became even more curious, as it would be more difficult to hit the target by shooting with two bows at the same time than by shooting two arrows separately.
Fang Yun pulled the longbow to its full extent and suddenly let go.
At the moment when Fang Yun let go, Ma Zhilong seemed to suddenly understand something. He instinctively grasped the bow and took out the arrow, but at the same time when he put the long arrow on the bow, Fang Yun's two arrows had already hit the two targets facing each other.
The first arrow hit the red heart of the target in front of Zhong Yun, and the arrow passed through the target, with the arrowhead appearing behind the target.
The second arrow hit the target in front of Ma Zhilong. With a bang, the target shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Everyone present was stunned. Suddenly they realized that the target in front of Ma Zhilong was gone, so naturally they could not complete the arrow-to-white ratio.
"I won the first game." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Ma Zhilong laughed and said, "Lord Zhang is good at archery. When it comes to white arrows, I am slightly inferior."
The teachers and students present all began to seriously look at this "Zhang Longxiang". He knew that the game was bound to be a draw, but he used his intelligence to create a winning method. After all, he was a learned man who was promoted to the Imperial Academy in prison, which was completely different from the rumors.
The two men began to walk to one side, each facing a new target.
Ma Zhilong said with a smile: "I will not give in to you in the second round of 'Chanlian'."
Fang Yun nodded.
The second of the five shooting techniques is called "Sanlian". First, one arrow is shot, and then three arrows are shot one after another quickly, like a string of beads, as if the arrowhead follows the tail.
Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong took out an arrow at the same time and slowly pulled the bow to full length, both of them looking at each other out of the corner of their eyes.
Both of them attacked at the same time!
At the same time as the first arrow was shot, the two men quickly drew out the second arrow from the quiver behind them, drew their bows and shot it, and then drew out the third and fourth arrows.
Against the blue sky and snow, in front of Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong, there were four long arrows almost forming a line, flying straight towards the target ahead.
Grab! Grab! Grab! Grab!
All eight arrows hit the bull's eye.
Several scholars from the academy had already approached the two men, and an old scholar said with a smile, "In this shooting contest, the two of you are tied."
Ma Zhilong shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe Lord Zhang took advantage of the last round, but this time, I lost by a hair's breadth."
"Oh? Why?" asked the old scholar.
Ma Zhilong said, "Lord Zhang and I shot arrows at the same time, but he arrived first and I arrived later. This is the first reason. The second reason is that his four arrows gathered in one place without any gaps, while my four arrows had some gaps between them. I am old and my strength is not enough after all."
"Wait a moment, let's go and take a look." Several scholars actually used the running poem, ran over quickly, and then came back carrying the target.
Just as Ma Zhilong said, Fang Yun’s four arrows not only landed at the center of the bull’s eye, but also landed closer together.
The students and teachers of Zhurong Academy looked at the target, speechless. Fang Yun won by cleverness before, but this time he won with real strength.
"Shoot three arrows at once." Fang Yun said.
"Yes." Ma Zhilong said.
The third of the five shooting styles is called Yanzhu, with the arrow head pointing upwards and the feathers pressed down for projection.
The two men continued walking, facing the new target, holding their bows high, as if they were shooting birds in the sky, and shot three arrows in succession.
Each arrow draws a perfect arc in the sky and finally lands on the target.
Both arrows hit the bull's eye, so this time there was no need to compare the order and specific landing points.
The two scholars hurried over to get the target.
"Draw." Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong smiled at each other.
Afterwards, Fang Yun took the initiative to retreat a foot.
Seeing this scene, even those who had been full of hatred towards Zhang Longxiang softened their gazes a little.
The fourth of the five archery moves is called Xiangchi. Originally, the king and his subjects would shoot arrows, and the subjects would step back one foot to show respect. When shooting arrows at close range, one would step back one foot. When shooting arrows at a distance of thirty feet, one would step back one foot.
"The student is in his prime. Although he has white hair, he still has strength. He should retreat one zhang." Fang Yun said.
Hearing Fang Yun say this, some gentlemen thought in their hearts that Zhang Longxiang has become even more powerful after spending ten years in prison!
The young people couldn't see it, but the old gentlemen knew that Fang Yun deliberately broke the target with his first shot. This was to show his determination and express his intention with the toughest attitude. It was not the so-called victory by trickery at all.
However, the fourth shot was retreated so cleanly and neatly, and the attack was so free and easy, making up for the strength of the first shot. The heroic character was fully displayed in this flexion and extension.
Several people present had been planning in their minds to find ways to attack Zhang Longxiang and make him infamous again, but they didn't know where to start now.
Ma Zhilong said nothing. The two men shot three arrows each and hit the bull's eye, resulting in a draw.
The fifth of the five shooting techniques is the well technique, where all four arrows hit the center of the bull’s eye, which is like the four vertices of a square, just like the word “well”.
In the fifth shot, both sides performed well, with four arrows hitting the center of the target. The four arrows formed a square, which was also a draw.
However, everyone could see that Fang Yun was clearly slightly better, because Fang Yun was obviously faster in drawing the arrow, shooting the arrow, and dropping the arrow.
Ma Zhilong held the bow and lowered his hands, smiling and said, "Thank you, Lord Zhang, for accompanying me in my fun. Now that the five shots are over, we will return to Shoujingzhai and discuss your son's admission to school."
ps.5.15 "Qidian" is raining red envelopes! Starting from 12 noon, there will be a round of grabbing every hour. It depends on luck to get a large wave of 515 red envelopes. You all go grab them, and use the Qidian coins you grab to continue subscribing to my chapters! (To be continued.)
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