Chapter 38: Discussion
The six people stood outside the circle made of red rope on the ground. In the center of the circle was a green-glazed straight-necked pot, which was replaced by the boss. The mouth of the pot was larger than the previous one, about the diameter of a finger, and could hold more than ten arrows.
After the boss announced the start, a man holding an arrow hurriedly threw it into the green pot, opening the curtain of the third round.
Seeing this, the others immediately raised their hands and threw arrows, but they accidentally collided in the air, and the arrows scattered and fell near the green pot.
Wen Rensu kept his eyes and ears open, and took advantage of the gap when his opponents were about to throw their arrows and threw two arrows into the pot in succession.
A Liu also threw in two.
Together with the shots thrown by other people, they now occupied half of the space of Hukou, and the battle situation became tense.
Someone's eyes rolled around, he was bold and careful, holding three arrows and fighting hard, with a "clang", he hit the target in succession!
Seeing this scene, the other participants had different expressions, and it aroused enthusiastic reactions from the crowd.
"You throw the balls one by one in the pot, right?"
"Isn't it unfair to others to invest so much at once?"
Some people raised objections, while others agreed.
"But the boss didn't say we can't do this."
"Firing multiple weapons simultaneously is more difficult and risky, but that's their skill."
"That's right. But we'll see what the boss says."
Because of the gambling, the audience had different opinions. Faced with the different opinions, the boss seemed to have anticipated it. He walked from the wall to the front of the open space, pressed his palms down, and signaled everyone to be quiet.
"As long as you don't step into the circle formed by the red rope, it doesn't count as a foul." The boss announced the additional rules in a loud voice.
After hearing what the boss said, the others hurried to follow suit in order not to fall behind, and their levels of performance varied widely.
Some of them missed the target completely, while others couldn't control their strength, and after a strong throw, the ball scattered like flowers from heaven, making passers-by laugh. The other person was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he could only cover his face and wait.
Ling Zheng's eyelids twitched, and the mysterious woman also covered her mouth and laughed.
In this chaotic battle, only Wen Rensu and A Liu remained calm, still having many arrows in their hands. The other four only had one or two arrows left.
Until this moment, there is still a gap of three fingers inside the pot.
Ling Zheng quickly analyzed the situation, crossed his arms, and tapped his arms rhythmically with his fingertips. He kept an eye on Wen Rensu and A Liu, who both missed their throws and also had five remaining.
Based on the marks on the arrows, a rough calculation shows that people other than Wen Rensu and A Liu only shot two to five arrows, so they have no chance of winning.
The four people who were fired with multiple arrows were so excited that they tried several times before they suddenly came to their senses. They realized that they had very few chances left and fell into silence for a while.
Everyone present was not a fool. After observing the situation and realizing that they had no hope of getting the top spot, they threw their arrows in an orderly manner and retreated to the wall.
The audience who had lost the bet were furious and started to jeer noisily.
For the participants, the last place was also B grade. They glared at the mocking audience for a few seconds, then lingered at the prize column in a good mood, while at the same time devoting a little energy to pay attention to the follow-up.
Wen Rensu tilted his head slightly, staring directly at A Liu across from him. "Aren't you going to start?" He immediately threw the arrow, and just as it was about to reach Hukou, something unexpected happened.
Ever since A Liu left the mysterious woman, he remained expressionless, but quietly transformed from being dull to the cold arrogance of a master.
A Liu didn't look at Wen Ren Su. He took the arrow from his left hand and threw it casually. With a "pop", Wen Ren Su's arrow rolled to the side of the green pot.
Just when everyone thought that A Liu's move would lead to mutual destruction, his arrow bounced back and unexpectedly fell into the pot.
Everyone wiped their eyes at the same time, then stared in amazement and exclaimed in disbelief.
"what happened!?"
"Is my vision correct? How can I win like this?"
"Then what's there to compete for? Is there anyone more powerful than him?"
Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway. Ling Zheng is not an expert in throwing pots, but he has practiced martial arts for more than a month and has a preliminary understanding of martial arts.
In addition to accurate and decisive judgment, A Liu's operation also required precise strength and angle. With such physical fitness, he would definitely be among the top martial arts masters.
Seeing that Wenren Su had lost an opportunity, A Liu still shot his arrows accurately, showing amazing skills.
Ling Zheng subconsciously took a half step forward, a look of hesitation on his face. He had never seen Wen Rensu give his all, and the last time he fought Elder Qu, he was so comfortable, it was definitely not his true level. Is Ah Liu really more powerful than Wen Rensu?
The mysterious woman's delicate hand slid down from the black hair, wrapped around her index finger and played with it, saying in a relaxed tone, "Ah, it looks like your servant is going to lose."
The mysterious woman referred to Wen Ren Su as a servant simply because he had mentioned "my young master" earlier. But since Wen Ren Su was dressed in brocade and looked so elegant, she knew he was talking nonsense. Therefore, her words were quite provocative.
The truth is, Wen Rensu called him this because he didn't want to reveal Ling Zheng's name, and he also wanted to save face for him and make the mysterious woman feel a little intimidated.
Ling Zheng sensed the deeper meaning behind Wen Ren's words, so he remained calm. Now he was being ridiculed and teased by the mysterious woman. After hearing this, a subtle dark light flashed in his eyes.
The mysterious woman seemed to have thought of something, her fingers paused, her eyes moving: "Ah, after A Liu wins, how about brother Jun pinch my face, and I will give you that thing."
Pinching his face was nothing to Lingzheng, which was equivalent to taking the Ziwu Yuanyang Yue into his pocket without any effort. However, he had a cold look in his eyes and turned a deaf ear.
Seeing that Ling Zheng remained indifferent, the mysterious woman's mouth sank slightly, anger flashed in her beautiful eyes, she snorted lightly, and stopped talking to him, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.
Ling Zheng would rather hear someone's story win. The other party's origins were unknown and their style was strange. Even if they said it was a gift to him, he didn't want to owe them a favor, as the future price was uncertain.
After intercepting the arrows, Wen Rensu's gaze fell on the four arrows in A Liu's hand, and then moved to the other's face. Their eyes met and they understood each other's meaning.
In tacit agreement, the two leaped to their feet, swooping down to close in on each other, their hair flying in the sharp wind. Armed with arrows, they engaged in close combat on this tiny patch of ground, stirring up clouds of dust.
"The fighting has started!" Everyone started to cheer.
Some people were worried, "Will this... accidentally hurt others?"
"They didn't use internal energy. It was simply a martial arts competition, a sparring match." Someone with some experience explained.
The muscles on the boss's face were trembling, not with anger, but with excitement. He was a bodyguard when he was young, and he could tell at a glance that they were no ordinary people. It was better to watch the masters fight than to practice martial arts a hundred times.
Wen Rensu swung his arrow across with lightning speed, attempting to rip through the opponent's clothes. Ah Liu reacted quickly, leaning back to avoid the blow and raising his arrow to block it. The arrow shafts crossed and collided, forming two arcs.
Due to the different force points, the arrow in A Liu's hand was more bent. He was about to avoid it, but Wen Renfu took advantage of the situation, took a step forward, grabbed A Liu's arrow hand, and his grip was as hard to shake as an iron clamp. He took the opportunity to slash diagonally with his right hand.
Ah Liu took the arrow and thrust it forward, swift as a dragon. Wen Rensu turned and spun the arrow, pulling it away. If Ah Liu hadn't reacted in time, the arrow tip would have pierced his palm.
Wen Rensu jumped up from the ground, turned around and stabbed down. A Liu was secretly shocked and subconsciously swung the arrow to interrupt his trajectory.
In this way, he had fallen into the trap. Wen Rensu curled his lips, his eyes without a trace of warmth, and turned his hand to draw a circle, almost like a residual shadow, and reached out to A Liu's chest.
"Encircling the water! This is a long sword technique. I didn't expect it could be used with this small arrow shaft. It's so exquisite, so exquisite." The boss exclaimed in amazement.
In a split second, A Liu dodged with his strange body movements and great martial arts skills, retreating several feet to prepare for the next round.
The next moment, years of battle experience gave him a sense of foreboding. No!
A Liu suddenly turned around and found that Wen Rensu had used a cloud ladder to fly to a big banyan tree, looking down from above, with his moon-white clothes fluttering.
With a flick of his wrist, two arrows fell towards the mouth of the pot.
A Liu: “!!!”
Without thinking, he threw three arrows out, intending to repeat his old trick and deflect them. His timing was perfect, and they met just above the bottle mouth.
A Liu's heart relaxed, and then he was stunned.
Two arrows could actually knock down three arrows! Ah Liu's arrow shaft was smashed to pieces, and the metal tip hit the ground with a loud sound.
Then the two arrows continued to move forward and went straight into the mouth of the pot, fitting in perfectly with no space left.
A Liu lost.
He reviewed the battle and found that all of Wen Rensu's previous tricks were to trick him away from Lu Hu.
However, although they were made of the same material, Wen Rensu's arrows were far more powerful than his own, which puzzled A Liu and was one of the reasons for his defeat.
Everyone present was also shocked, and could only attribute it to the fact that Wen Rensu was more powerful.
This is actually bullying the ancient people. Wen Rensu used modern physics knowledge in this trick. No wonder A Liu didn't react.
When the dust settled, the scene was eerily quiet for a while, and then thunderous applause echoed through the sky.
No martial arts master would lower himself to perform in front of ordinary people. They were dazzled, enjoying a showdown that was not a theatrical spectacle of fancy moves, but a real, real fight.
The audience's faces flushed red, and they practically clapped their palms to vent their excitement. Even if they lost a few copper coins in the gambling, it was worth it, just consider it a reward.
As the boss announced the top spot, Wen Rensu jumped onto the fishing net, took the spoils, and walked towards Ling Zheng slowly.
The evening breeze rustled the banyan trees, and lanterns swayed from side to side, casting flickering orange lights.
The man, dressed in a moonlit robe, exuded the aura of a banished immortal. He approached step by step, his deep brows tinged with warmth, his eyes blazing.
The others seemed to sense something and retreated quietly, leaving them with their own space.
"You have fulfilled your mission." Wen Rensu handed the Ziwu Yuanyang Yue to Ling Zheng with a gentle tone.
When my hands touched the cold metal, my heart felt hot and an indescribable throbbing surged up. My eyes seemed to be pulled and became dark and unclear.
"Thank you." Ling Zheng said.
Witnessing this scene, they were surrounded by continuous applause, which were the heartfelt blessings from passers-by.
Ling Zheng: “!!!”
Facing the attention of the crowd, their expression froze instantly. They looked around, feeling so embarrassed that they wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. People surrounded them so tightly that they couldn't escape.
Ling Zheng gritted his teeth, took two steps at a time, and buried his face in his chest, trying to cover up his mistake. Wen Rensu took advantage of the situation and hugged him, laughing softly, his chest shaking.
The original novel only described the Son of Heaven as treacherous and cunning, but I didn't expect him to be so shameless and willing to throw himself into someone else's arms. Wen Rensu remained calm, his eyes filled with malicious amusement.
Seeing that the young couple was shy, everyone laughed in good faith, stopped making things difficult for them, and dispersed like birds and beasts. Several young women bit their handkerchiefs and looked back as they walked.
"Alright, alright, you two are so obsessed with me that I can't stand it anymore." After hearing the mysterious woman's words, Ling Zheng felt like he was electrocuted. He suddenly pushed Wen Rensu away, his soul still unsettled.
A Liu returned to the mysterious woman's side, seemingly indifferent to the couple in front of him.
Under the suspicious gazes of the others, the mysterious woman approached Wen Rensu with a graceful gait. With a half-smile, she raised her eyes and said, "You are Wen Rensu, right? I remember you."
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