Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 58 Martial Academy Competition

Fang Yiai took it without any courtesy, waving it happily.

"Brother! This is too precious." Zhang Wang, Ma Zhan, took it and took a closer look, and said deeply moved.

"We're all brothers, why are you being polite? Eldest brother likes to use two guns, so he can't use four. Weapons are meant to be used, so it would be nice to keep them." Situ Changfeng waved his hands in relief one after another.

"Thank you, brother." The two brothers did not refuse, but just clenched their weapons and saluted with fists moved.

"It's all right, I told my brothers, don't worry about these vain etiquettes, it just so happens that my elder brother learned a few tricks, so let's take a good look, brothers." Situ Changfeng said indifferently.

After seeing life and death, he really didn't want to see these brothers around him have any accidents.And with the system in his body, the most indispensable thing is martial arts and weapons, which can increase the strength of those around him, so it is not a good thing for him.

The Zhongping Spear is easy to learn and understand, the Five Tigers' Door Severing Spear pays attention to its strength and weight, and Luo Cheng's unique move back to the carbine, are all excellent martial arts.

Horse fighting and looking around all use guns, and he quickly learned the moves. As for the skills, they need to be honed; although Bai San uses a sword, his understanding is not low, and he has learned a lot from it.

Du He, Fang Yiai, and Hanniu were the three who had the most headaches. One had no foundation and lacked interest, and the other two were simple-minded. After working for a long time, they only understood a little bit.

Situ Changfeng had no choice but to ignore it, and just practiced with the three of them, allowing them to gain more knowledge and experience.

For two consecutive days, the brothers stayed behind closed doors, and even Du He only went to class to ask for leave, and then returned to the small courtyard to be a sandbag.

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The Martial Academy takes a test in March, which is still very important, especially for this freshman's first time; this not only shows the progress of the students, but also selects excellent seedlings.

Early in the morning, the brothers were fully armed and appeared in the courtyard.

Situ Changfeng wore a black gold chain mail, a black gold lion helmet, a pair of buckskin cloud heels on his feet, and carried a pair of green guns, looking mighty and domineering.

As for the bearskin black oil armor, which was worn by Diesheng Shiman, of course it was given to Han Niu, and he also gave him the black iron gun.

Zhang Wang, Ma Zhan, is wearing fish scale armor, although it is not a treasure, it is also a mysterious object, especially Zhang Wang, wearing a mask of an unknown monster, which looks fierce.

The two of them also held new weapons, the purse-rolling gold gun and the armor-piercing black gold gun. After two days of familiarity, they were quite comfortable with them.

Bai San was much simpler, just wearing leather armor and a big sword.

Du He did not know where to get a set of hollow carved silver armor, it looks silvery and very beautiful, as for how much defense it has, don't worry about these details.

The image of Fang Yiai is a bit funny, fine iron armor, horned helmet, carrying a big knife, combined with being more than a head taller than ordinary people, it looks full of oppression.

The brothers looked at each other and smiled, leading their own horses and walking towards the largest school field.

Although the sky was only slightly bright, there were quite a few people around the battlefield. Relying on the class to get together, and the occasional neighing of the war horses, it seemed very lively.

This is also the first time Situ Changfeng has seen so many people in the martial arts academy. According to visual estimation, there are more than a thousand people, and all of them have war horses, but there are all kinds of armor, some are commoner, some are leather armor, fish scale armor, half armor, There is no shortage either; there are also some who are wearing gold and silver armor, inlaid with various kinds of precious stones, which is dazzling.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" With the red sun rising in the east, there was a burst of war drums.

When the war drum sounded, the school grounds suddenly fell silent, and the last batch of students also hurriedly joined their class.

Soon a large number of guards appeared and divided the school grounds into three parts, which were provided for ordinary, yellow-level, and mysterious-level students to compete.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The second drum sounded, and nearly a hundred teachers appeared, located in each class, divided the personnel into grades, and submitted the list for the competition.

As for the soy sauce gangsters, the teachers have been too lazy to pay attention to them. Anyway, it is embarrassing to go up and make all kinds of jokes, so it is better to save time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Soon, the three-way drum sounded, and as more than a dozen teachers at the heavenly level and high-ranking earth level entered the school grounds, the entire school grounds were filled with awe and silence.

Many people looked at the teacher on stage with admiration, among them Situ Changfeng knew Qin Qiong, Duke of Yi, Wei Chi Gong, Duke of E, Cheng Zhijie, Duke of Su, and others.

Qin Qiong's majestic gaze swept across the entire field, without any nonsense, he directly ordered: "The game begins!" It didn't look like he was shouting, but it was clearly audible in the huge school field.

As the students were divided into different levels, Situ Changfeng discovered that there were quite a few Xuan-level students in the outer courtyard. There were actually five people in this class. Apart from himself and Bai San, there was another person he knew who was Yang Kun. Unexpectedly, he also entered the Xuan-level. , the other two people did not know each other, one was carrying a big knife, and the other was using a big axe.

There are also four people in the junior class, 12 people in the intermediate class, and 31 people in the advanced class, making a total of 52 people; the competition is one-on-one, the top three in the selection, if you want to win the first place, you have to win six games in a row.

As for the other two games, although they will also be judged, the rewards are much different.

As for why there are so many mysterious levels in the outer academy, that is due to the academy's promotion system.

The Martial Academy stipulates that after half a year of enrollment, one will be promoted to the intermediate class at the Xuan level, and one year later, the middle class of the Xuan class (the fourth level of the Xuan class) or above can be promoted to the advanced class.

This is to prevent students from only cultivating Zhenqi but not mastering martial arts, and becoming a scumbag with no strength but a scumbag in combat prowess.

As for the inner court, Zheng Liwan once introduced that women can enter as long as they are at the mysterious level, while men need at least a high-level mysterious level (the seventh level of the mysterious level), and there is also a final elimination. There is a competition every three months, and there are at most a hundred people in the inner court. The final three will be eliminated to the outer court, or choose to graduate.

The school field is big enough, and in each division, two pairs of people will play at the same time. The foot battle and the horse battle can be discussed by themselves. If there are disagreements, they can choose freely.

In the first match, Bai San and the other four were all from another junior class, and only Situ Changfeng was from the intermediate class.

The junior class was the first to appear on the stage. I have to say that Situ Changfeng's class is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Although they are all at the low level of Xuan level, their martial skills are quite different, and the four of them quickly defeated their opponents.

"Intermediate class, Li Chonghui!" Situ Changfeng's opponent was a handsome young man, holding a lance, leading a war horse, smiling politely and saluting.

"Beginner class, Situ Changfeng!" Situ Changfeng replied.

When he saw the other party leading the horse, he knew that he had to choose horse fighting, so he also led the horse out.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two got on their horses, stepped back a distance, and were polite to each other.

"Drive!" After several battles, Situ Changfeng had a firm mentality. Once he entered the battle, he was hard to be moved by foreign objects. He lightly clamped the horse's belly, stared at the opponent with sharp eyes, and charged with his gun.

(End of this chapter)