My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 113: Selecting a school to become famous, silence

time flies.

The teachers from both academies quickly came to the center of the field and sat down.

It is actually quite simple to choose a subject in Liangfang Academy.

The rules are relatively uncomplicated.

It's nothing more than a group of people taking the exam at the same time.

The best sixteen people will be selected from their scores.

Then it’s eight out of sixteen, four out of eight, two out of four, and one out of two.

In fact, if you make it to the top 16, you already have a spot in the academy's recommendation for the imperial examination.

But who doesn’t want to stand out among the stars?

Of course, these are the students who take part in the written imperial examination.

Zeng Anmin chose the Illusion Array Imperial Examination.

However, not many people take part in the Fantasy Array Imperial Examination, so the academy offers few places to students taking the Fantasy Array Imperial Examination every year.

There are only six, each corresponding to one of the six arts of a gentleman.

In other words, Zeng Anmin had to get the first place in "shooting" in order to have a chance to participate in the imperial examination.

Not many people are selected to study in the Huanzhen Imperial Examination.

Everyone knows that the illusion array blocks memory.

"Ubi Archery."

The teachers from both colleges are very efficient.

The students taking the imperial examination were called out and sent to the other side of the training ground.

Zeng Anmin is naturally among them.

At this moment, he was carrying his black gold longbow on his back with a calm expression.

He took a general look first.

There were only about thirty students participating in the Illusion Array Selection.

As for the art of archery, there are only eight people.

Among these eight people, there are four students from the Imperial College and four students from Qilin Academy.

Because they all come here to learn the art of archery.

Therefore, every student carries a soft bow on his back.

Only Zeng Anmin's own full-length black gold longbow attracted attention.

"hehe."

Eight students followed the teacher to the shooting range.

One of the students from the Qilin Academy across the street chuckled.

The man had an ordinary face.

Average figure.

The blue student uniform of Qilin Academy looked a bit ordinary on him.

"I am Li Ru, a student of Qilin Academy. I have won the first place in this "shooting" competition."

He raised his head slightly and looked towards Zeng Anmin with a smile on his face.

……

Zeng Anmin looked a little strange.

Threatening words before the game.

This is the tacit understanding reached between Qilin Academy and students of the Imperial Academy over the years of selecting students.

The teacher also watched this scene expressionlessly, with no intention of stopping it.

It would be surprising if the students of the two academies were so harmonious and happy.

Qilin Academy and the Imperial College have been arguing for hundreds of years over the issue of "Confucian orthodoxy".

This is an irreconcilable contradiction.

Even if the students from the two academies really get along well with each other.

Don't talk about the college teacher.

Even the royal family would not be happy to see it.

Contradictions must be developed from the beginning of college.

In this way, when the students of the two academies reach the court, they will become even more incompatible.

It can provide checks and balances to the royal family.

"What a joke!" The other two students in the Imperial College, except Zeng Anmin, sneered:
"Don't be so arrogant. If you miss your target, we won't show you mercy."

After saying this, he relied on his height to look down at Li Ru, with the corner of his mouth raised:
"How dare you, a guy who is not even as tall as Brother Zeng, bark so loudly?"

Zeng Anmin smiled and cooperatively touched the longbow on his shoulder.

Although he did not say a word, this action was extremely murderous.

…………

Then he looked at Li Ru from Qilin Academy.

His face was extremely gloomy at this time.

Obviously, the words of the student from the Imperial College had hurt his self-esteem.

"Master, this person insulted others, and you were present. I hope you can be impartial and deprive him of his place in this selection!"

Li Ru simply bowed to the teacher in the field with an expressionless face:
"When we students participate in the selection of schools, we always judge based on our skills. We won't give in, but we still respect our opponents in our hearts."

"How can you directly point out someone's shortcomings?!"

After Li Ru said this, he looked indifferently at the student who had just insulted him.

……

OK!

Zeng Anmin looked at Li Ru in surprise.

He heard from Liu Xian.

This man is an excellent archer.

He even reached the stage of practicing Confucianism and entering Taoism.

All that’s left is to break through the current level and enter the sixth level, then you can directly impact the fifth level of Dharma.

I didn't expect that he could find fault with others.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this.

The teacher narrowed his eyes and looked over here.

He stared at the student for a while and warned:

"If you do it again, you will be disqualified immediately."

"you!"

The student from the Imperial College had a gloomy expression on his face and stared at Li Ru.

Li Ru had a relaxed look on his face and didn't even look at the student.

He was stroking the soft bow in his hand.

"Let's get started."

Zeng Anmin urged the Master and said loudly:

"I can't wait to use my archery skills to hit Li Ru in the face."

Crazy, huh?
Let me show you what real madness is.

Simple foul mouth.

The ultimate enjoyment.

Zeng Anmin looked at Li Ru with a sidelong glance, his voice revealing a hint of confidence:
"If you lose later, don't go back crying and complain to your mother."

"After all, it was not easy for her to raise you to this age."

This is just the lowest level of ridicule in the previous life.

Li Ru's face had already turned red.

He panted heavily and stared at Zeng Anmin:
"Good, good, good! You're good!"

He was obviously too angry to speak.

Zeng Anmin looked at him with pity.

You fell down before I even tried to exert any strength? ?

"I'll let you know how powerful I am in a moment!"

Li Ru tried to hold it in for a long time, but could only utter this sentence.

"scoff~"

Zeng Anmin let out a puff of air from his nose.

All he could say was: What a simple person from another world!

That's it? ?
Is this the defense that's broken?
This is unbearable? ?
You kid, go back and burn some incense for your ancestors.

Be thankful that you were not born in Zaun.

Otherwise, those e-sports Mozarts will teach you a lesson.

…………

"One target per person."

The teacher didn't keep the students waiting for long.

The students were quickly assigned seats.

Everyone has a target in front of them.

At this time, they were thirty steps away from the target.

This is also the distance at which Confucian and Taoist monks commonly practice archery.

Any further away, and they wouldn't be able to draw their bows.

"The first bow, Mad Ming."

The teacher stood there calmly, looking at a student from Qilin Academy in the field.

"Ten bows' chances are counted according to the score."

"let's start."

After hearing this, the student named Ma Deming's expression turned serious.

He took a deep breath and said to his companions, "Excuse me for showing off."

After saying this, he came to the desk in front.

He picked up the arrow on the table and gently pulled the bowstring.

"Chirp!!"

The arrow leaves the bow.

Landed firmly on the bull's eye!

But no one spoke at the scene.

Because when he drew the bow... he had no "intention".

When a Confucian practitioner draws a bow, the key is to draw the bow with the right intention.

When drawing the intention, one must concentrate on feeling the "intention" between the arrow feathers.

In other words, he was distracted by this arrow.

“No.”

The Master spoke calmly, and then said, "Continue, there are nine more times."

The student really didn't dare to be distracted.

He slowly closed his eyes and quietly drew the bow.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Loosen the strings.

"Chirp!!"

A vague arrow appeared.

"Snapped."

But this arrow did not hit the target.

The force slowly dissipated in the air.

Soon it fell to the ground.

"No points. Although there is "intention", there is no target."

The Master nodded slowly, and this time there was a little more encouragement in his voice:
"Go on, there are still eight chances."

After hearing the teacher's encouragement, the student's eyes showed a glimmer of hope.

Continue to draw the bow and string.

"Chirp!!"

There is "meaning"!
And landed on the target!

"Three points."

When the Master saw this scene, his eyes lit up slightly:
"Keep going, seven more times!"

The student breathed a sigh of relief and continued to draw the bow.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no "intention" in this string drawing.

As he finished playing the strings.

Then the score came out. "Twenty-eight points."

It's a decent result.

"The next one is Cheng Yu from the Imperial College."

…………

Zeng Anmin was a little bored watching from the side.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Oh.

That’s it?
I thought the students from the selective school were all very talented? ?
At this time, he already had an idea in his mind.

He also gradually understood the general level of the students present.

Time passed slowly.

Three students from Qilin Academy.

The two students from the Imperial College have also finished their training.

The highest scorer went to the one from the Imperial College who just mocked Li Ru's height.

His name is Cheng Yu.

The score this time is sixty-one.

He pulled the string ten times and hit the target every time.

It's just that the accuracy is a bit terrible.

"Next one, Li Ru from Qilin Academy."

"Brother Li! Let them open their eyes."

"Humph! Don't give them face, show your true strength!"

"........."

When the students of Qilin Academy saw Li Ru appear, they all showed confidence on their faces.

They were like mad dogs with their masters standing behind them, looking towards the Imperial College with sneers on their faces.

The students of the Imperial Academy all refuted strongly.

In fact, it can be seen from here that the students of the Imperial College and the Qilin Academy have had a long-standing grudge.

"let's start."

The teacher looked at Li Ru expressionlessly.

Li Ru nodded slightly and took the bow off his shoulder.

The moment you get the soft bow.

A look of calm appeared on his face.

An extremely confident aura slowly emanated from him.

One even forgets how tall he is.

Everyone's attention was subconsciously attracted to him.

"hehe."

Li Ru chuckled.

He calmly picked up an arrow from the table.

Subsequently.

He just focused his eyes on the faces of the students in the Imperial College.

He didn't even look at the bow and arrow in his hand.

Gently pluck the string.

"Chirp!!!"

"Snapped!!"

The arrow feather landed directly on the bull's eye.

An indomitable spirit slowly emanated from him.

There is "meaning!"

And it hit the bull's eye.

"Yes, very much."

There was a hint of surprise in the teacher's voice.

"Haha!! Brother Li is really amazing!"

"Hey? Why are you guys mute?!"

"Haha, speak!"

"..."

The students of Qilin Academy all raised their eyebrows and looked over here jokingly.

All the students in the Imperial College fell silent instantly.

Who can’t tell whether it’s good or bad?

Zeng Anmin looked at Li Ru thoughtfully.

It's really good.

This man named Li Ru is indeed as Liu Xian said.

The art of archery has already been mastered.

It only takes time and effort. When his Confucian and Taoist realm breaks through the sixth level, he will be able to directly condense the Dharma image and enter the fifth level!
A rival indeed.

"Chirp!!"

Ten arrows in a row.

They all carry the word “meaning”.

And they all hit the bull's eye!

"percentage!"

As the Master spoke.

The whole place became silent.

Li Ru had a blank expression on his face as he slowly walked towards the students of the Imperial College.

He did not taunt again.

Instead, he bowed slowly:
"Concession."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Qilin Academy camp.

Two simple words.

The rest of the people in the Imperial College were all silent.

At this point, the winner has been decided.

"Do we need to compete again?"

The students from Qilin Academy looked at Zeng Anmin curiously.

Then he asked the Master clearly:
"Although that student hasn't made a move yet, his perfect score..."

Only half of the sentence was said.

But who can’t hear the meaning?

"Noisy!"

Zeng Anmin looked at the man calmly: "You know the winner is decided?"

"Why? Even if you get full marks, it's just a tie."

The man frowned and looked at Zeng Anmin.

"Whether it is equal or not, you just see for yourself."

Zeng Anmin just sneered and slowly took off the black gold longbow from his shoulder.

No one knows what material the black gold longbow is made of.

Although it is very long and big.

But the strength required to hold it in your hand is not greater than that of a soft bow.

"Well, the next one is Zeng Anmin."

The Master looked at Zeng Anmin.

Zeng Anmin walked to the case with an expressionless face.

Pick up the black gold longbow in your hand.

He behaved just like Li Ru did just now.

He looked towards the students of Qilin Academy.

The smile on his face was exactly the same as the one Li Ru had just given.

"hehe."

He also chuckled.

Then he didn't even look at the target.

An aura that was as refreshing as a spring breeze, yet concealed a mystery, emanated from him.

"A gentleman should keep his abilities to himself and wait for the right time to act."

He smiled.

Chant a sentence softly.

Then he picked up the arrow feather smoothly and drew the bowstring.

"Chirp!!"

The arrow fell straight into the center of the target.

"I do, very much!"

The Master's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Zeng Anmin:
"And it's not the idea that our predecessors had, but the idea that you have realized yourself!"

As the Master said this.

Everyone's gaze suddenly narrowed.

He... figured it out on his own?!

Isn’t this what our predecessors intended?!
This alone has already surpassed Li Ru.

However, their shock was not over yet.

"hehe."

Zeng Anmin just chuckled and continued to draw the bow and pull the string.

But this time, he pulled the bowstring even harder than before! !
"Chirp!!"

Still not even looking at the target.

The arrow flew away at an extremely fast speed.

next moment.

Then I saw that the arrow feather actually split the arrow feather that had just landed in the center of the target in half from the tail to the head! !

"Click~"

Landed firmly on the target!!

This……

What is this ingredient?!

For a moment, all the students were speechless.

Even the teacher's eyes widened!!
No one has ever seen this scene!
Zeng Anmin drew the bow and pulled the string calmly.

The movements are still smooth.

"Chirp!"

"Chirp!!"

……

After ten arrows.

A complete arrow was firmly placed on the center of the bull's eye.