When the others heard the exclamation, they immediately looked at Fang Yun.
"He draws the bow and shoots the arrow very quickly."
"His arrows fly faster than ours, and his strength is greater than ours?"
"Nonsense, he is a student, scholar and juren, two more talents than the jinshi, so his body is naturally stronger than ours."
"His archery skills are better than all of ours! Has he been practicing archery since he was in his mother's womb? I come from a family of archers. My father trained me in archery since I was young for the Lingyan Pavilion!"
"Stop talking, just watch and shoot! It will be so embarrassing if we can't pass the first booth!"
Qiao Juze, who was next to Fang Yun, said excitedly: "I knew Fang Zhenguo wouldn't be so frivolous! I never thought he would use the sound of the whistling arrows to scare the geese, causing some of them to slow down or speed up, so that two geese were on the same line, and finally shot with heavy arrows!"
The young Duke and Wei Yu, who had already stopped taking Fang Yun seriously, looked at Fang Yun in disbelief, stunned.
When they took a closer look, they found that Fang Yun's archery skills were even better than others said. At the beginning, Fang Yun only used whistling arrows to slow down or speed up a few geese, but later on, Fang Yun often shot two whistling arrows at the same time, and then controlled the flying speed of the entire flock of geese, and even made the flock more dense.
Then Fang Yun shot two heavy cone arrows in succession. Each heavy cone arrow seemed to have eyes and would definitely pierce the four geese.
After an ordinary arrow shot the last wild goose, Fang Yun said slowly: "Twenty-eight and a half breaths."
Then a scholar lamented, "Fang Yun has shot all his geese, but my geese are still alive!"
Many people laughed, then stopped looking at Fang Yun and continued shooting.
While shooting, Qiao Juze laughed with his tongue bursting with spring thunder, "Young Duke, Wei Yu, what did you two say just now? In twenty-eight and a half breaths, Fang Yun's score must be ten points full! And when General Li Guang was a juren, it only took him thirty-one breaths! Fang Yun's archery skills are indeed not as good as Li Guang's. But he has received six times of talent initiation, and he has the power of the Comet Corridor, so he is naturally better than General Li in the hunting pavilion."
A Jinshi laughed and said, "Haha, today I finally understand what it means to show off one's skills in front of an expert! When I think of the scene when the young Duke and Wei Yu started to shoot the wild geese in front of Fang Yun, I want to laugh. I'm afraid that Fang Wenhou not only didn't care at that time, but was even trying hard to hold back his laughter, right?"
"Fang Wenhou, you can laugh now if you want."
Many people laughed along.
Fang Yun smiled.
The young Duke and Wei Yu blushed, and Wei Yu shouted, "How can we be blamed for this? Who would have known that Fang Yun, a country boy from a remote village, actually had a famous teacher to teach archery!"
At the same time, a white light surrounded Fang Yun, and Fang Yun disappeared.
Qiao Juze sneered, "A remote place? How dare you say that a place with the Wudao River is a remote place? It is obviously a place of great talent and beauty! Even now you still look down on Fang Yun for his humble background. A piece of trash like you is not even worthy of licking his shoes! I was really blind to call you Brother Wei back then!"
"You..." Wei Yu was speechless. If someone else said this, he could refute it, but Qiao Juze was better than him in every aspect. He was also the son-in-law of the Chen Sheng family, and his current status was higher than his.
"Wei Yu. You are sure to lose today!" Qiao Juze said, and shot to death the last goose in front of him.
Fang Yun blinked and saw a pavilion appear in front of him. On the plaque above the pavilion were the words "Imperial Horse".
In ancient times, "Yu" specifically referred to driving a chariot, which was as famous as "shooting", and both were in the "Book of Rites of Zhou". Confucius also advocated the six arts of a gentleman. It is very different from the distorted "not knowing the five grains and not being diligent".
As chariots were gradually phased out, charioteering became horseback riding, but some of the means of testing charioteering skills remained.
Fang Yun was the same as when he entered the hunting pavilion. He had no worries at all. During the year in the Shushan illusion, the people who taught him the six arts were all transformed by the old man Shushan. What he learned was solid, far beyond the disciples of the aristocratic families, not to mention Wei Yu.
In terms of riding and archery, Fang Yun has left his peers far behind.
Fang Yun stepped into the Imperial Stables and found himself in a spacious stable. A horse snorted a few times, then turned its head to look elsewhere. There were many stables lined up in a row on both sides, stretching as far as the eye could see.
There is a flat open space in front of the stable, and further ahead is a straight road. At the end of the road are many winding ditches, and further ahead are various roadblocks, followed by many detours, and in the farthest distance is a grassland with rabbits, wild deer and other animals.
Fang Yun immediately understood that the "driving" in Zhou Li tested five driving skills. After it evolved into horse driving, there were also five similar skills, but the names remained the same, namely Mingheluan, Zhushuiqu, Guojunbiao, Wujiaoqu and Zhuqinzuo.
Fang Yun looked at the horse in front of him. This tall horse was completely black, with hair like black silk, except for its four hooves which were snow-white. Fang Yun recognized it at a glance as the famous horse Wuzhui. This was the horse that Xiang Yu, the King of Chu, rode.
Wuzhui is a notoriously wild horse that is difficult to tame.
Fang Yun knew that the first step in the Imperial Horse Pavilion was to train the horses, so without saying a word, he walked close to Wuzhui, and without waiting for it to react, he jumped on the horse, sat steadily on the saddle, and then pulled the reins hard.
"Wheesh..." Wuzhui suddenly raised his front hooves and shouted loudly, then rushed out of the stable like a tiger descending from a mountain, jumping and running wildly, vowing to knock Fang Yun off his feet.
Fang Yun snorted coldly, clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly, stepped hard on the stirrups with both feet, held the reins in his left hand, and used his right hand to whip Wuzhui continuously.
This is generally recognized as the fastest way to tame Wuzhui, but almost no candidates dare to use it, and even Jinshi rarely use it, because if they are not careful, they may be thrown off the horse.
However, Fang Yun sat on the horse as steadily as Mount Tai. No matter how Wuzhui struggled, he could not be threatened.
As the black horse was jumping wildly, people entered the Imperial Horse Pavilion one after another.
"Is Fang Yun a monster? He actually whipped Wu Zhui with a horsewhip? No one dares to do that now!"
"Beating Wuzhui is nothing. The key is to look at his body shape. He is extremely calm and can completely predict what Wuzhui will do next and resolve it in advance. Even an old cavalryman who has been riding for 20 or 30 years is no more than this."
"Is there a Wudao hunting ground or a Wudao horse ranch beside the Wudao River?"
Everyone shook their heads and smiled helplessly.
"Let's get on the horses too. It's okay if we're not as good as Fang Yun. It would be embarrassing if Fang Yun leaves us far behind and he disappears when we reach the next pavilion."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry. I suddenly feel full of motivation to go to Lingyan Pavilion today. I really want to know if we can keep up with Fang Yun's pace!"
"Okay! Let's train the horses together! We can't let Fang Yun fall too far behind!"
Many Jinshi and Juren were immediately inspired. There was no jealousy or resentment, but an extremely pure competitive spirit.
Qiao Juze noticed that everyone's attitude had changed, and he sighed softly, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart. A genius is just beyond ordinary people, but a great man can inspire everyone, and a hero can save a clan.
"Good fortune comes with outstanding people." Qiao Juze said, and then he got on his horse. (To be continued...)