After the archery competition ended, those who failed to pass the competition left regretfully. Those who passed the competition temporarily retreated to the side to rest and wait for the next round of the riding archery competition.
Chai Shao had just sat down when he saw Yang Zhao walking towards him.
He thought that Yang Zhao had taken first place and was deliberately trying to humiliate him, so he immediately stood up, his hands behind his back, and put on a disapproving posture.
"Yang Zhao, I'm giving you a 30% advantage in archery, but later in riding archery, don't even think about-"
Chai Shao had only spoken half of his vicious words when Yang Zhao had already walked past him, treating him as if he was air, directly walking towards the white-robed youth called Wang Bodang.
Chai Shao was left behind, his expression awkward. He could only snort coldly and sit down again.
"The White-Robed God of Arrows truly lives up to his reputation.”
Yang Zhao smiled and greeted him.
On the way here, Zhangsun Wugou told him about the origins of many participants. He once mentioned a young hero from the east of the country named Wang Bodang. He was known as the God of Archery in White and had extraordinary archery skills.
As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes. Yang Zhao had just witnessed Wang Bodang's archery. Although it was slightly inferior to his, it was still quite extraordinary, so he wanted to make friends with him.
"I don't deserve the title of God of Archery. After witnessing Brother Yang's archery skills today, Bo Dang knows that there is a mountain beyond the mountain.”
Uncle Wang returned the greeting with cupped fists. He was polite and had the aura of a scholar.
The two of them started chatting.
Although Wang Bodang's family was rich, he was also from a poor family and didn't have many friends in Luoyang. Being able to befriend Yang Zhao, he was naturally very happy.
The two of them couldn't chat for long before the gong sounded. Qin Qiong announced that they had entered the riding and archery segment.
The targets on the shooting range were removed and replaced with humanoid sized scarecrows, marking the face, heart, and other vital parts.
According to the rules of riding and archery, the archer had to ride his horse thirty steps in front of the straw doll and find the best position to shoot the arrow.
This time, each person could only shoot three arrows. If they missed, they would get zero points, if they hit a vital spot, they would get three points, and if they hit other spots, they would get one point. Finally, the total score of the three arrows would determine the ranking and decide whether they would advance or not.
As the gong rang, the Drill Ground was instantly silent.
"Group A, Chai Shao!"
Qin Qiong's sonorous voice sounded.
Chai Shao picked up the Yellow Birch Bow, jumped onto the Liaodong horse, and galloped away.
After sprinting for a while, he had already reached the shortest distance between him and the straw doll. Chai Shao drew his bow and shot an arrow.
The sharp arrow pierced through the air and hit the grass doll's heart.
Cheers immediately rang out in the Drill Ground.
"En, Chai Shao is indeed worthy of being the descendant of a family of generals. His riding and archery skills have not fallen behind.”
Lai Hu 'er nodded approvingly and couldn't help but cheer.
Chai Shao reined in his horse and turned around, returning to the starting point. Passing by Yang Zhao, he proudly raised his eyebrows.
Yang Zhao's attention wasn't on the drill ground at all. His gaze was fixed on the most honorable spectator seat in the middle of the general platform.
Under the beaded curtain, one could vaguely make out the figure of a young girl, quietly kneeling and watching the drill ground.
He knew that this young girl was Princess Ruyi, the one who Empress Xiao had personally visited the Tang Public House for him.
" The Great Sui Dynasty really values martial arts. Even the princess likes to watch martial arts competitions…"
Chai Shao's smugness did not receive a response, and he was unhappy. He snorted coldly and continued to ride his horse and shoot.
He was not so lucky with the next two arrows. One arrow hit his arm, and the other hit his leg. He only got two points.
Even so, the audience was still cheering.
After all, riding a horse was a bumpy journey. An archer not only needed to have good archery skills, but he also needed to practice skilled horsemanship. The difficulty was much higher than shooting on foot.
It was already not easy for Chai Shao to hit his target with three arrows, let alone one arrow that hit a vital part of his face.
Following that, the remaining nine people in group A started to shoot arrows one after another. Most of them could only hit the straw doll with one or two arrows, and almost none of them hit the vital parts.
On the other hand, the white-robed Godly Arrow Wang Bodang's performance was not bad. All three arrows hit their vital points, winning the applause of the entire hall.
"Yang Zhao, it's your turn. We're all waiting to see your wonderful performance.”
Chai Shao didn't care about Wang Bodang's performance, only concerned about whether he could suppress Yang Zhao, and his tone didn't hide the contempt.
If he wanted to practice riding and archery, he had to first practice horsemanship, and if he wanted to practice good horsemanship, he had to first have a horse.
The price of a horse was a hundred times higher than a bow. Chai Shao firmly believed that Yang Zhao's commoner family would never be able to afford a horse, let alone a horse.
"Brother Yang, no matter what the result is, tonight at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, Bo Dang will treat you to a drink.”
Wang Bodang's eyesight was not bad, and he could see Yang Zhao's weakness, but he was not as sarcastic as Chai Shao. These words were clearly meant to comfort Yang Zhao, telling him not to care about winning or losing.
"I heard that the Drunken Immortal Restaurant has imported a batch of wine from the Western Regions. Brother Wang is treating us, so it just so happens that I can save a sum of money on wine!”
Yang Zhao laughed in response, then whistled.
The red rabbit that was standing a dozen steps away seemed to have intelligence as it neighed and dashed over.
Half a step away, Yang Zhao picked up his Yellow Birch Bow and jumped onto his horse.
The Advanced Horsemanship that Huo Qubing had given him was put to use at this moment. The horse and horse were one, and they ran like lightning, but they were extremely stable.
This display of horsemanship immediately caused a wave of shock.
Just as the sound of surprise rang out, the red rabbit had already flown past the grass doll.
Li Guang's archery skill could pierce through a tree within a hundred steps!
Yang Zhao's hands danced like the wind, shooting three arrows in a flash.
Pu, pu, pu, pu!
The three arrows hit the grass puppet's vital points in the face!
Everyone was in an uproar.
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