Almost everyone was suspicious of Ying Zheng, especially after Lianpo had finished speaking. Even Lianpo could not do it when he was young, so how could Ying Zheng, an eight-year-old boy, do it?
Whoosh!
The arrow flew straight ahead at high speed, causing intense friction with the air, producing sparks.
The terrifying sound of air being torn apart spread throughout the drill ground, turning into waves of ripples that surged out and scattered in the surrounding area.
After the armored soldier heard the sound of air being torn, he paused for a moment. It was only for a moment, not even a tenth of the time. The airflow surged and turned into a strong wind that blew past the armored soldier's ear. Then, with a bang, the armored soldier immediately understood.
The target was hit by the arrow.
It was hard for him to believe such a thing. In just an instant, a few thoughts flashed through his mind. Then, his body was lifted up by a huge force, and he was thrown forward along with the target. He looked very sorry.
He panted heavily and saw a black arrow stuck in the target, and it hit the bullseye.
Only then did he come to his senses. All his doubts disappeared in an instant. What replaced it was shock, an indescribable fear.
An eight-year-old child actually possessed such power. Could this power really be created by humans?
When he was eight years old, he was a little barbaric. He often dug out bird eggs and fought in groups. He was just a tyrant in the village. Compared to such a god-like existence and the young man in embroidered clothes standing in the middle of the drill ground, there was no way to compare.
No,
He couldn't compare to him, just like comparing him to that eight-year-old youth was an insult.
He hadn't read much, and his mind was racing, hoping to find the right adjectives to describe the situation before him.
The bright moon, the stars, the sun, these were the only things he could think of, and they were just more appropriate for the youth before him.
A breeze blew, giving him a sense of coolness. He found that the target in front of him had shattered, and the arrow had dissipated in the air. If not for the black powder on the ground, it would be hard to believe that what had just happened had happened.
"I won." Ying Zheng raised his bow, his voice loud, especially in this moment of silence.
However, Zhao Sheng was unhappy. This was thirty thousand taels of gold, not some cabbage on the roadside. He quickly walked to the drill ground and came to the side of the fallen soldier. Feeling annoyed, he kicked the soldier hard. After noticing that there was no one nearby, he cursed softly,"Didn't I tell you to run faster? How could he not even do such a thing well?”
The armored soldier was still in shock and did not respond to Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng searched for a long time but found no arrow. He was puzzled and said,""Where did the bow and arrow go?"
"Over there." The soldier's voice trembled.
"Remember, don't speak without my hint later.”Zhao Sheng smiled sinisterly.
The soldier nodded obediently, obviously not going against Zhao Sheng's wishes. After all, he was Lord Pingyuan, and he was just an ordinary soldier. These soldiers had thought that Lord Pingyuan was not bad at first, but today, they realized that Zhao Sheng was just pretending. What he did just now was his true face.
When Zhao Sheng returned to the banquet venue, Ying Zheng had already come up to him and said,""This Young Master thanks Lord Pingyuan for the thirty thousand gold taels.”
"Thirty thousand gold taels? Why should I give it to you?" Zhao Sheng laughed coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent as he looked at Ying Zheng. Now that Ying Zheng was showing more and more powerful talents, his desire to kill Ying Zheng grew stronger and stronger.
"Lord Pingyuan is one of the four great young masters of the Warring States Period, and he has countless guests, treasures, and beautiful women. Under the watchful eyes of the public, he wouldn't be stingy with thirty thousand taels of gold to an eight-year-old youth like me, right?”Ying Zheng sneered. It seemed that Zhao Sheng was up to no good.
He was not afraid of Zhao Sheng's tricks at all. In the face of absolute strength, all tricks were useless and would be crushed.
He had retreated in order to advance, pretending to flatter Zhao Sheng's identity as the fourth young master of the Warring States Period, so as to put Zhao Sheng in an awkward position. As long as Zhao Sheng admitted it, Ying Zheng would be able to take the opportunity to criticize Zhao Sheng and tarnish the reputation of the four young masters.
One had to know that Zhao Sheng was one of the core forces of the State of Zhao. If they suppressed him, his speed of unifying the six countries would be much faster in the future. Therefore, suppressing Zhao Sheng only had benefits and no disadvantages.
If Zhao Sheng refused to admit it, Ying Zheng would act according to the situation, expose his scheme, and make his reputation suffer even more.
Reputation seemed to be an illusory thing, but it was actually extremely useful. If not for this, there would not be such a thing as fame and fortune in the future.
When Zeng Guofan had first established the Xiang Army, he had raised his arm and called for countless people to follow him. He had used his reputation to suppress the Taiping Army.
Even though this was the Great Qin Plane, it was somewhat similar to Earth.
"I'm sorry! Young Master Zheng, I didn't find the arrow, so it's very likely that Young Master Zheng's arrow shot into the sky.”Zhao Sheng lied.
"Is Lord Pingyuan a martial artist?" Ying Zheng asked.
"No, that's right." Zhao Sheng did not understand what Ying Zheng meant, so he answered casually.
"Since Lord Pingyuan is a martial arts practitioner, his body can be considered strong. Unfortunately, he is blind.”Ying Zheng mocked Zhao Sheng.
"You…don't think I won't kill you.”Zhao Sheng said in exasperation. This Ying Zheng had humiliated him in public, calling him a blind man.
"So many people saw it. I hit the target, but you said I didn't hit it. If you are not blind, then who is?”Ying Zheng continued to mock Zhao Sheng, trying to suppress this guy.
Wei Mou was already a little unhappy about Zhao Sheng only giving him a hundred taels of gold, so he immediately opened his mouth to help Ying Zheng,""I saw it with my own eyes. Young Master Zheng's arrow hit the target, and it should be the bullseye.”
"I saw it with my own eyes. Young Master Zheng hit the bullseye. If he was wrong, Yan Dan was willing to dig out his eyes and be blind.”Yan Dan helped Ying Zheng. He had some friendship with Ying Zheng in the first place, and they both disliked the State of Zhao, so of course he had to suppress Zhao Sheng.
"I saw it with my own eyes." Han Jie spoke. He was an important official of Han Country. He came here for business and to make some friends. In his eyes, although Ying Zheng was only eight years old, he was more powerful than many adults, and he already had the intention of befriending him.
" You..." Zhao Sheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The people he had invited were not speaking up for him, but for Ying Zheng.
"If Lord Pingyuan doesn't believe me, I can shoot again, but this time, I'm not aiming at the target, but at their heads.”Ying Zheng said in a clear voice, full of confidence in his archery skills.
At this moment, Lianpo said,""Lord Pingyuan, I saw Young Master Zheng's arrow hit the target with my own eyes.”
After that, he felt that it was a little inappropriate and added,"Lord Pingyuan, if you really need money, I can lend you some.”
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