I am Yang Guang
18 The world’s best marksman

Yang Guang

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Seeing that the Emperor of Great Sui was still polite, Quangesomun said,""Your Majesty, our Goguryeo is a small country with few people, and we truly have no intention of offending Great Sui. It was all because of the arrogance of our soldiers that we accidentally injured the citizens of the Celestial Dynasty.”

As she spoke, Gai Suwen had her subordinate present a list.

Yang Guang took the list and glanced at it. Gold, silver, beautiful women, treasures, and even land were all on it. However, Yang Guang wasn't interested. The entire Goguryeo was about to be mine, and this was just a fraction of Goguryeo's wealth.

"There's no point in saying more. Let's see who's better on the array!" Yang Guang said lightly.”

Quang Gaesomun knew that the Emperor of Great Sui would definitely not give up the fat meat that was on his lips. Only by winning today would he be able to struggle on for a few years.

"Your Majesty, what is our first match?" he asked Yang Guang.”

"Goguryeo is a small country, so you can choose how you want to compete. My Great Sui will accept it."”

" Alright then," Quangesomun said." My subordinates know a little about archery. I would like to ask the heroes of the Great Sui for advice."”

Gaesomun spoke politely, but his tone was filled with confidence. This was because there was a peerless archer in Goguryeo.

Yang Guang looked at Quangai Suwen's smug look and was furious. He didn't even show off when he had Yang Youji, but you actually showed off.

He waved his hand and called Yang Youji over, saying loudly,""My Great Sui is a vast land with abundant resources, and we have countless talented archers. I won't bully you, but I have a clerk in my army who has trained in archery for a few years. His standard is average, but it should be enough to deal with your Goguryeo.”

Yang Youji lowered his head and said nothing. The Goguryeon officials looked at each other and shook their heads. They had never heard of such a person in the Great Sui.

Seeing Yang Youji's frail appearance as a civil official, Quangai Suwen had no idea what to do. It was unknown whether Great Sui looked down on Goguryeo and sent out a random person, or if this person was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.

However, Quangesomun knew that no one in the world could defeat the master archer under his command. He waved his hand, and an old man appeared behind him. He was dressed like a Liaodong hunter.

At the old man's age, he was already past the age of recklessness, so he did not look down on Yang Youji, who was dressed like a civil official. "Greetings, hero of the Great Sui Dynasty.”

Yang Youji saw the other party's politeness and returned the greeting with cupped fists,""Old man, we each serve our own master.”

The old man said," I've been practicing archery for more than forty years. I've shot rabbits at twenty, eagles at thirty, and I've learned that no bow is better than a bow at forty. Don't look down on me just because I'm old."”

Yang Youji saw that the other party was being polite and even reminded him. He felt that the old man was a good person and said,""I won't underestimate anyone in the world. Old sir, since you reminded me, I will return your bow. Ten days ago, I exchanged blows with an archer from Goguryeo and killed him with a single arrow.”

The old man was slightly surprised when he heard this and said,"The one surnamed Nie is my disciple, but he died at the hands of a strong man.”After saying that, the old man stopped talking nonsense. This was the revenge of killing his disciple, and he could not let it go. He took his longbow from the crowd.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the old man's longbow. This bow was not gorgeous, but it was extremely long, almost eight feet. He was taller than most muscular men.

The old man picked up the longbow, and his temperament suddenly changed. It was as if he was possessed by a god and was no longer ordinary. His eyes were filled with vigor.

The old man said to Yang Youji," This bow was passed down from my ancestors. Legend has it that Holy King Dongming once used it." I'm old and weak, I can only draw my bow three times.”

Yang Youji took out his Clear Sky Divine Bow. Heaven and earth seemed to have changed, the divine bow was sentient, it seemed to have sensed its opponent, the bowstring sounded, as if it was telling Yang Youji something.

Yang Youji knew that the Clear Sky Divine Bow had discovered its opponent, so he laughed excitedly. He stroked the bow as if he was stroking a lover and said,"Alright, I won't let you down today.”The divine bow stopped ringing.

The old man opposite him was shocked. Was this what his ancestors said about becoming one with the bow? The legendary highest realm of archers. The old man didn't believe that there was someone in this world who was better at archery than him. He didn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could reach this realm.

The battle began, and both sides were a hundred steps apart. The old man was extremely solemn as he slowly pulled his longbow.

Yang Youji looked at the old man steadily and did not move. His archery skills emphasized on striking after the enemy, and he was controlled by the enemy first.

The old man knew what Yang Youji was thinking, but pulling the longbow was extremely taxing, so he had no choice but to release the arrows." Shua ", five iron arrows shot out, condensing the essence of archery in his life.

"Good archery!" Yang Youji shouted.”Stepping forward with his left foot and exerting strength with his right hand, the Clear Sky Divine Bow was pulled into a full moon shape. At the same time, five arrows shot out at the opposite side.

The iron arrows of both sides collided, and sparks flashed in the air, as if five thunderclaps had occurred.

The expressions of the Great Sui and Koryo ministers changed. They didn't expect such archery skills to exist in the world and were worried about their archers.

Quang Gaesomun was even more surprised. He had never expected that his greatest trump card would not be countered by a single arrow.

In the first round, both sides were evenly matched, but they knew what was going on, and the old man knew that the other side had won by half. Yang Youji's arrows had arrived, and he had already lost.

Since he knew that his opponent was a rare archer, the old man focused all his energy and used all his strength to open the longbow. His spirit, energy, and spirit erupted completely. The skills he had accumulated over the decades were not to be underestimated. He shot seven arrows at once! This was already the old man's limit. After shooting the arrow, the old man could no longer control his body. His hands were trembling and he could no longer pull the third bow. If he did not win, he would die.

Yang Youji looked at the arrow coming from the opposite side, he was calm and focused as if he was worshipping it. This was the strongest opponent he had ever faced since he joined the army, he needed to respect the old man.

At this moment, Yang Youji was the bow, and the bow was the person. Nine black iron arrows were placed on the bowstring, and the Haotian Divine Bow had already become a full moon. If one listened carefully, the Clear Sky Divine Bow seemed to be laughing. This was Yang Youji's strongest arrow, and the Clear Sky Divine Bow was happy for its master.

Yang Youji shouted," Go! Bring the glory of Great Sui!"

Nine arrows shot out at the same time. These nine arrows seemed to carry a boundless baleful aura. Even those who were far away felt a chill down their spines. These nine arrows seemed to carry a light that couldn't be seen for long. These nine arrows were like nine roaring flood dragons. Everyone present seemed to vaguely hear the roars of the dragons.

The old man knew that he had lost the moment Yang Youji used his archery technique. He had lost for no reason. This was the highest realm of archery. It was a legendary divine skill. Logically speaking, it should not exist in this world.

Just as the old man had expected, when the two arrows collided in the air, five of his arrows were instantly broken, while the nine arrows on the other side charged straight at him without any obstruction.

"The world's number one marksman."

The old man said the last sentence and fell on his back. There were nine arrows that were still trembling in his vital points.

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