Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1088

The person should control the arrow, not the arrow controlling the person.

In past training, people walked around the arrow, which is called the arrow controlling the person.

Today is the day that we can call ourselves archers... Mr. Wei Yuzhi put his hand on his chest, signaling him to calm down and fight again.

Yes, every archer has ten chances to shoot arrows. Wei Yuzhi still has nine chances to show off his skills.

Don’t think that ten arrows are a lot. In fact, for most people, ten arrows cannot penetrate the square hole of a copper coin.

Wei Yuzhi raised his hand to indicate that the next arrow could begin.

At the examiner's command, Wei Yuzhi kicked his horse's belly and ran as fast as he could.

At this moment, the young man's red clothes were fluttering, his eyes were bright and he looked energetic.

A confident smile filled his face. His smile was so bright, how could he look like someone who came to compete? He was clearly a young boy on a spring day, watching the flowers bloom and fall with a smile.

Whoosh!

Eight rings!

Whoosh!

Nine rings!

Nine rings! Nine rings, nine rings...

When Wei Yuzhi held the last arrow in his hand, he kissed the arrow shaft, then held the arrow high up and did not let it fall for a long time.

At that moment, the wind stopped, waiting for him to move; the clouds stopped, waiting for him to move; everyone in the audience stopped, waiting for him to move.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the white horse moved, and the young man in red moved.

He galloped in the arena, smiling and shouting at Tang Xinghe Ma Chuyang, "Thousands of stars, glittering in the morning sun, fight, fight, fight!"

Tang Xinghe suddenly burst into tears.

Ma Chuyang also cried.

They knew that Wei Yu was motivating them for the next game. Their hearts were filled with fighting spirit. They raised their arms high and waved them like a group of howling little wolves, "Fight, fight, fight!"

The whole audience shouted, "Fight, fight, fight!"

At that moment, Emperor Mingde stood up, and all the concubines, princes and princesses around him stood up; the officials in the north wing stood up, and all the people stood up and shouted, "Fight, fight, fight!"

This is the home of the North Wing! The red flag is flying!

It was a uniform battle!

A battle that never gives up!

Wei Yu rode his horse straight into the wind, hearing the roar of "war, war, war" in his ears. The horse's speed increased, and the wind speed also increased.

He closed his eyes, drew the bow, and drew the string.

But the heart is like a mirror.

As big as a square hole! As big as a bullseye!

Wind speed helps, roar helps!

Whoosh!

Hit the bullseye!

Ten rings!

The young man in red raised his head and galloped on the white horse with his eyes closed for a long time.

Can't stop, can't stop at all.

With tears streaming down his cheeks, he did it!

He really did it!

The young man pulled the reins, jumped off the white horse and rushed towards Cen Yuan.

He threw himself into Cen Yuan's arms and cried like a baby.

He choked up, "Sir! You will always be Mr. Yu Zhi!"

Cen Yuan didn't say anything, but just patted the student's back gently.

He knew that this success was accidental, but also not accidental.

His student finally understood the true meaning of archery. A good archer never shoots with his hands or eyes, but with his heart.

This truth was told to him by Ju Wuzhong.

He told this truth to Wei Yuzhi, and this is the inheritance of archery.

Cen Yuan smiled, looking at the sea of ​​red on the field, tears filling her eyes.