Chapter 1329

In the first level alone, fifteen people were eliminated. After the next three classes of long piles, riding, shooting, and cavalry, at least one third of the remaining 285 people, more or less, got one or two inferiors, and some even got three inferiors in a row.

Among the remaining martial arts tests, there were about 70 people who got the best one, more than 50 people who got the best two times, and only more than 30 people who got the best three times.

As for all the best ones so far, there are only less than twenty-five people left. Among them, there are eight martial arts scholars including Wang Yang, Zhe Keqiu, Cao Zhao, etc., and the martial arts scholars, including Guo Shang, Xu Heng and others, are only a few ten people. The rest are martial arts scholars from the folk.

When the remaining subjects are fewer and fewer, the expressions on the faces of the generals and schoolmen belonging to the military are both happy and complicated. What is glad that their bosses or their colleagues' children and grandchildren have achieved such good results in just half a year, which is really impressive.

What’s complicated is that Wang Yang really wants to create another miracle again? After all, the martial arts of the Song Dynasty is the military academy that the Song Dynasty military attaches most importance to, and the emergence of the martial arts of the Imperial Academy is really a bit too slap in the face.

The thoughts of those civil servants were much simpler, and each of them looked so gloomy. At this moment, their eyes were staring at the disciples who were born in the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts.

Especially those children from noble families, whenever they walked onto the competition venue, these officials prayed for miracles, making them make mistakes quickly and make one or two more inferior. Even if they couldn't, at least a few more moderate.

At this moment, Lai Xuezheng, a martial arts master, was so dark that he was afraid of others. He was holding a piece of paper in his hand and a carbon strip in his other hand. He was writing and drawing on the paper without writing. Every time he wrote, it represented a medium or inferior one, watching another outstanding martial arts student being beaten away from the First Group.

This made his old face burn and felt sad. With more than a hundred students participating in the martial arts exam, all the best are left. In contrast, the martial arts exams of the Imperial Academy, which only fifty or sixty people signed up for the imperial examinations, still maintain all the best, and there are eight people. Among them, Wang Wushan, the monster, is also among them.

How can this not make people hate it? Is this guy still a human? You said that your great top scholar in the Song Dynasty, who came to Wu Ju to join in the fun?

Because the battle between the Great Song Dynasty martial arts was displayed to everyone for appreciation on the principle of fairness and justice, whenever a subject ended, everyone's achievements would be summarized and handed over to Zhang Shi, the tycoon of the Privy Council, to seal it.

Zhang Feng was also amused and amazed when he heard that Wang Yang came to participate in the imperial examination at the beginning. Now, after Wang Yang used his excellent results again and again to refresh the three views of countless people, Zhang Feng's mood also changed tremendously, and even he was looking forward to it in his heart. Maybe Wang Wushan, who is both civil and military, really has the possibility of becoming the top scorer in the Song Dynasty.

Nearly 300 people participated in each subject. Even if ten people were on the court at the same time, each martial arts subject would still take almost half an hour to finish.

At this moment, the second floor of an elegant restaurant not far from the school ground has been packaged. At this moment, the emperor Zhao Xu and Su Dongpo are in the box on the second floor, looking at the bustling and noisy martial arts venue from the open window.

From time to time, a spy from the Imperial City Department would sneak out of the schoolyard and rushed towards it, telling the achievements of each martial arts subject and the participants in the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts.

After the eunuch copied it below, he would lift his front and quickly climb up the second floor, pass the message to Ma Shangma, who was waiting at the door of the box, and then quietly retreat to the first floor, waiting for the next news to come.

"I didn't expect that I really didn't expect that the Imperial Martial Arts Department would be able to achieve such results. Especially those noble children can actually get a lot of top-notch in the martial arts. If I had said this before, my father and brother wouldn't believe it..."

Emperor Zhao Xu, when he heard Su Dongpo's words, he nodded repeatedly and said with deep understanding.

"Yes, I really didn't expect that Wang Wushan is really worthy of being the talent of my Song Dynasty. Even if I teach and teach, I really didn't expect that."

Su Dongpo stroked his long beard and looked at the most frames with high-quality and medium-quality fillings. There were only a few people under the names of the lower-quality sheets, and he couldn't help but suck his airways with some toothache.

"When Wang Wushan made a bet with the court officials, he once said that at least half of the fourteen noble children needed to pass the provincial examination of the Martial Arts. Wang Yang only brought eleven of them this time. Now it seems that only two people have taken the inferior one once, and the rest seem to have a chance."

The emperor nodded. "There are a few more subjects left, wait and see again. When their martial arts competition is over today, there will be a military strategy theory test tomorrow. Only when the military strategy theory can we pass the military strategy theory can we count."

Finally, when it was approaching dusk, there was only the last martial arts imperial examination school left, which was the load-bearing.

At this moment, after a day of competition, Wang Yang did not feel tired at all. To be honest, he didn't play for a long time and did not consume much energy for each item, which left most of the time in boredom waiting.

Compared to him, others are not so relaxed and comfortable. After all, the psychological quality of Wang Daguan is definitely the top. Facing hundreds of thousands of troops, this guy is still alive and can still think of all kinds of evil ideas to lure the enemy.

It would be strange if such a person is not mentally strong. He has experienced countless storms and waves, and he feels that such a martial arts competition is even more like an entertainment.

However, the others are different. At this moment, whether it is Guo Shang, Xu Heng, or the most powerful Zhe Keqiu in the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts, the Yao brothers, Cao Zhao and others are already sweating and panting.

It is not tired, but caused by increasingly accumulated psychological pressure. Whenever they successfully win a top-notch, they will become more and more cautious. This will easily lead to excessive force.

Fortunately, Wang Daguanren came over from time to time and talked to them, and he would give them some advice in time. I am afraid that this guy will be under a higher psychological pressure at this moment.

For example, at this time, Wang Yang was sitting on the ground where the Imperial Academy martial arts students gathered together, where he explained the female martial arts exercises of the pre-Tang Dynasty to these pure and rough men.
Chapter completed!