The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The arrow has left the bow!

Wei Yuzhi's bow drawing this time was very different from his usual training.

During training, he tried hard to find the square hole of the copper coin, and then aimed carefully. At first, he could hit one or two arrows, but after more training, he could hit eight out of ten arrows, which was a very good result.

But today was different. He didn't seem to be deliberately looking for the square hole in the coin, and he didn't even use his eyes to aim.

In fact, home court has its own advantages.

Ever since the nations issued the challenge, they have been spending their time either fighting in tournaments or hanging out in the arena in Beijing.

It can be said that Wei Yuzhi is as familiar with this place as their own garden.

He knew clearly where the grass was deeper and where it was shallower.

The circle that Wei Yuzhi rode on his horse today was the same circle he usually rode during training.

During the training, he had already found the square hole of the copper coin and aimed his eyes at it. At this time, he only needed to seriously feel the usual training feeling.

He controlled the bow so that the arrow seemed to pass through the body of the wind.

Time seemed to slow down, so slow that he could calculate the speed of the horse, the arrow, and the wind.

Then the arrow slowly passed through the square hole... with a bang, it hit the target.

Logically, he couldn't hear the sound of the target shooting. But for some reason, he heard it. It was as if he heard it in his mind.

There was cheering in the stadium.

I got it, I got it, I got it!

Although it didn't hit the center of the target, it was firmly stuck on the target.

Moreover, the arrow was very close to the center of the bull's eye, so close that he only needed to feel it carefully a few more times, and perhaps he would be able to hit the center of the bull's eye.

The examiner announced, "Eight rings!"

The Wusong country archer Jinping's face looked very ugly.

He actually couldn't complete this project, but wanted to try because most countries had given up, and he was amazing even if he could get through a square hole.

And he didn't believe that the people from the North Wing could hit it.

The people of Beiyi have always been inferior to those of Wusong in archery.

The reason why he was sent alone with the envoys was because he was already the most famous person in the Wusong Kingdom.

Moreover, Jinping is not like Ju Wuzhong, who needs such a high status.

This event was obviously designed for the North Wing. Before he came, Wan Guo sent someone to reveal the competition items to him and asked him to practice more.

Jinping originally thought that if he couldn't beat Ju Wuzhong, being second would be fine.

Unexpectedly, North Wing came up and hit him with a stick.

I heard that this is a candidate who is taking part in the military examination. The ranking of the military examination has not yet been announced.

Is the North Wing so powerful now?

The three young men from Wan State also widened their eyes.

Is it dazzled? Am I seeing things wrong? Eight rings?

How is it possible to have eight rings?

Wei Zhongshi and his wife sat in the stands, looking calm, unlike Wei Yuzhi's parents. They had been hit hard last time, and this time they sat in their seats to watch the game with a heavy heart.

They didn't dare to get too excited, for fear that their son would be suddenly poured a basin of cold water on his head when he was happiest.

They don't expect their son to achieve anything great, but just hope he doesn't do anything suicidal.

Wei Yuzhi’s grandfather was different. He always smiled like a naughty old boy and followed everyone in calling “Wei Yuzhi”.

Ah Niang was also very nervous and didn't dare to say much. But she felt uncomfortable if she didn't say anything, so she just kept repeating, "Yuzhi was awesome this time! He was awesome this time! He has always been awesome! I just believe he is awesome!"

Emperor Mingde looked at Wei Yuzhi with satisfaction. He thought that Wei Yuzhi was a good person because he knew how to examine himself in time. He thought that the good family tradition of the Wei family should be the main reason why this boy could change so quickly.

Of course, this boy also has a good husband...

Mr. Cen Yuan, who was standing quietly on the sidelines, gave Wei Yu a thumbs up, then gently covered his ears with his hands, and then placed his hands on his chest.

This allows him to feel the beauty of archery with his heart.

It was this action that suddenly moved Wei Yuzhi.

Mr!

This is his husband!

His teacher has always been teaching him wholeheartedly, and it is only at this moment that he suddenly feels how good his teacher is.

If the master had said those words to him in the past, he would definitely not have been able to feel it.

It was under such tremendous pressure and with no way out that the teacher first suddenly praised him and then taught him how to truly understand the true meaning of archery.

The person should control the arrow, not the arrow controlling the person.

In past training, people walked around the arrow, which is called the arrow controlling the person.

Today is the only day that I can be called a good archer… Wei Yuzhi saw Mr. Wei Yu put his hand on his chest, signaling him to calm down and fight again.

Yes, every archer has ten chances to shoot arrows. Wei Yuzhi still has nine chances to show off his skills.

Don’t think that ten arrows are a lot. In fact, for most people, ten arrows cannot penetrate the square hole of a copper coin.

Wei Yuzhi raised his hand to indicate that the next arrow could begin.

At the examiner's command, Wei Yuzhi kicked his horse's belly and ran as fast as he could.

At this moment, the young man's red clothes were fluttering, his eyes were bright and he looked energetic.

A confident smile filled his face. His smile was so bright, how could he look like someone who came to compete? He was clearly a young boy on a spring day, watching the flowers bloom and fall with a smile.

Whoosh!

Eight rings!

Whoosh!

Nine rings!

Nine rings! Nine rings, nine rings...

When Wei Yuzhi held the last arrow in his hand, he kissed the arrow shaft, then held the arrow high up and did not let it fall for a long time.

At that moment, the wind stopped, waiting for him to move; the clouds stopped, waiting for him to move; everyone in the audience stopped, waiting for him to move.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the white horse moved, and the young man in red moved.

He galloped in the arena, smiling and shouting at Tang Xinghe Ma Chuyang, "Thousands of stars, glittering in the morning sun, fight, fight, fight!"

Tang Xinghe suddenly burst into tears.

Ma Chuyang also cried.

They knew that Wei Yu was motivating them for the next game. Their hearts were filled with fighting spirit. They raised their arms high and waved them like a group of howling little wolves, "Fight, fight, fight!"

The whole audience shouted, "Fight, fight, fight!"

At that moment, Emperor Mingde stood up, and all the concubines, princes and princesses around him stood up; the officials in the north wing stood up, and all the people stood up and shouted, "Fight, fight, fight!"

This is the home of the North Wing! The red flag is flying!

It was a uniform battle!

A battle that never gives up!

Wei Yu rode his horse straight into the wind, hearing the roar of "war, war, war" in his ears. The horse's speed increased, and the wind speed also increased.

He closed his eyes, drew the bow, and drew the string.

But the heart is like a mirror.

As big as a square hole! As big as a bullseye!

Wind speed helps, roar helps!

Whoosh!

Hit the bullseye!

Ten rings!

The young man in red raised his head and galloped on the white horse with his eyes closed for a long time.

Can't stop, can't stop at all.

With tears streaming down his cheeks, he did it!

He really did it!

The young man pulled the reins, jumped off the white horse and rushed towards Cen Yuan.

He threw himself into Cen Yuan's arms and cried like a baby.

He choked up, "Sir! You will always be Mr. Yu Zhi!"

Cen Yuan didn't say anything, but just patted the student's back gently.

He knew that this success was accidental, but also not accidental.

His student finally understood the true meaning of archery. A good archer never shoots with his hands or eyes, but with his heart.

This truth was told to him by Ju Wuzhong.

He told this truth to Wei Yuzhi, and this is the inheritance of archery.

Cen Yuan smiled, looking at the sea of ​​red on the field, tears filling her eyes.