Chapter 159 Take it down
Zhao Yong was incredibly strong. Although he was relatively slow, he was experienced in combat and quite quick-witted, so he was not an easy opponent.
Xiao Qing decided to make this a quick and decisive battle.
Now that Zhao Yong has lost his long stick, it won't be easy for him to push Xiao Qing away if she gets any closer.
Xiao Qing dodged his grappling hand like a snake, spun around his arm, and as she struck, the scabbard pressed against his side of the neck.
Xiao Qing said with a grin, "I've got you!" In the blink of an eye, everything was set in stone.
Zhao Yong was stunned for a long time before he could react.
Is that all?
He was actually subdued by a minor?
He didn't even open his eyes!
How did all this happen?
After a moment of silence, the entire audience erupted in applause once again. This time, it was even more enthusiastic than the last.
This time, however, the applause wasn't for Zhao Yong, but for Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing smiled and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "You flatter me."
She secretly glanced at Fu Mingyi, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows at him smugly, thinking she would get some praise from him. But what she didn't expect was that he glared at her as if he was angry.
this……
Is it a problem with facial expression coordination?
Xiao Qing pursed her lips and asked with utmost sincerity, "Did you pass the horse race this time?"
Zhao Yong's chest heaved; the defeat filled him with shame and humiliation.
"Right away!" He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
He was filled with anger, and this time he chose the long stick again.
"Again!"
"Keep it up, kid!"
"Beat him up!"
For a moment, someone even started whistling.
Zhao Ziyuan was also infected by this atmosphere. He took a few steps forward and said, "Today is just a casual competition. Everyone should stop when they've made their point and not hurt anyone."
At this point, both of them understood. However, Zhao Yong was holding back his anger and wanted to teach Xiao Qing a lesson this time. So, in his confusion, he lost his composure.
Zhao Ziyuan ordered his men to bring two warhorses. Seeing that the two men were of different builds, the men brought warhorses of different sizes.
Zhao Yong readily mounted the tall warhorse, and Xiao Qing followed suit and mounted the other warhorse.
This time, Xiao Qing chose not a long staff, but a small crossbow.
It's called a small crossbow, but it's only smaller than a regular bow and arrow.
When Xiao Qing took it, I tested its strength and feel in my hand, and it felt quite comfortable before I mounted the horse.
Zhao Ziyuan has already discovered that although Xiao Qing's martial arts skills are not very good, his body is indeed agile.
If properly nurtured...
As they were talking, the two of them rode their horses and galloped across the horse track in the training ground.
Xiao Qing lagged behind, and as he rode, he stood up, put his feet on the stirrups, and used both hands to draw the bow and pull back the crossbow.
She squinted her eyes slightly, feeling incredibly grateful to Mr. Wu.
Over the past three years, if he hadn't been strict with her and taught her many practical skills, it would be unimaginable for her to face such a strong man alone and defeat him.
Her emotions seemed to rise and fall dramatically with the galloping of her warhorse.
She aimed at the long stick in Zhao Yong's hand, released the arrow, then took another arrow, nocked it, and quickly released it again.
Take another arrow, and release it again.
After this happened three times in a row, three small arrows were seen chasing after Zhao Yong's long staff, moving with lightning speed, like lightning from the horizon.
Zhao Yong realized the danger was coming, so he raised his stick to block it, but just as he raised his arm, another small arrow flew straight toward his heart.
He was so startled that he quickly protected his heart, but then he couldn't care less about the long stick.
In the blink of an eye, just as he turned to protect himself, Xiao Qing galloped over on his warhorse.
Just as she got close, she managed to pin the arrow firmly to the long staff.
Although Xiao Qing was not as strong as Zhao Yong, she took the opportunity to attach the small crossbow to the long stick, and then twisted it. Zhao Yong struggled to hold on and could no longer hold the long stick.
Xiao Qing brushed aside his long staff and then aimed the arrow at the legs of the horse beneath him, making Zhao Ziyuan's heart skip a beat.
These warhorses are his treasures. He visits them whenever he has free time, and he'd be heartbroken if even a single hair fell out. If this kid were to injure his leg, he'd be tempted to beat him up.
"Alright, that's the end of the competition!"
Zhao Yong looked at his empty hands in disbelief, feeling that the blows he had suffered today were greater than those he had received in the previous few years.
The audience erupted in applause and cheers once again. But none of it belonged to him.
He felt a buzzing in his head, and the world was both noisy and quiet.
With a livid face, he dismounted, worried about his uncertain future.
Zhao Ziyuan laughed heartily, patted Xiao Qing on the shoulder, and said kindly, "You are a promising young man."
Xiao Qing clasped his hands in a fist and said, "You flatter me." His spirited yet youthful appearance reminded Zhao Ziyuan of one of her nephews.
He then looked at Fu Mingyi and said, "Your brother is quite capable for his age! What about you?"
As Fu Mingyi watched Xiao Qing walk quickly over, he said slowly, "My skills are not found on the battlefield."
Zhao Ziyuan became interested and dared not underestimate them this time.
What do you mean?
“My skill,” he whispered as he approached Zhao Ziyuan, “is making money work for me.”
Zhao Ziyuan's eyes lit up.
money.
As the Commander-in-Chief of the Yingzhou Army, his two biggest concerns were the army's combat effectiveness and military expenditure.
For him, every penny is good now.
If one coin becomes two coins, and two coins become four coins... he admitted he didn't have that ability.
But he does need money right now.
Fu Mingyi said, "This place is not suitable for rehearsals. I hope the Commander will understand."
He then pointed at Li Qinghe, "His skills are something we can practice."
Li Qinghe felt that Fu Mingyi must be retaliating.
He knew things were going badly when Fu Mingyi looked at him.
But Zhao Ziyuan believed him and actually looked at him with great interest.
His mind raced.
What kinds of things are suitable for practice?
He gradually adopted a profound and inscrutable expression.
"My skills can be practiced, but not here."
Zhao Ziyuan asked curiously, "Where can I do that?"
He was silent for a moment, then slowly uttered three words in a low voice.
Phoenix Perch Gorge.
Zhao Ziyuan's heart was in turmoil.
He couldn't help but look at Li Qinghe with suspicion and uncertainty.
He hadn't thought this person was anything special until now. But looking into his eyes, he felt an invisible pull that made anyone who looked into them feel as if they were falling into a deep abyss.
In the end, Xiao Qing and the other two were left in the military camp.
Zhao Yong and another person were also left behind.
However, the places they were left behind were different.
Unlike Zhao Yong and the others who were directly incorporated into the army, the three of them were placed in a separate place, neither incorporated into the army nor allowed to leave.
Fu Mingyi looked at Xiao Qing with a half-smile, "I never knew that eyes could sometimes be a burden."
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