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When Wushu said that he could not resist Xie E's enticement, he brought a few attendants and left the library to go to the Taibai House.

To get to the Taibai House, a school had to pass through a small drill grounds, which was the venue for the annual imperial examinations.

The school field was very large, about the size of two football fields. Although it was a scientific examination place, there was usually no one guarding it. Ordinary people would enter the field, especially the children who liked to play and would occasionally have some youths practice martial arts.

Although Song Dynasty were heavy and gentle, common people liked to ride and shoot, and Zhao Gou would often go to the small drill grounds to take a walk.

At this time, the annual Imperial Examinations were held. The drill grounds were already guarded by the soldiers, unless there were some students who were qualified to take part in the Martial Arts Competition. Of course, there were also some students who liked to join in the fun, who would glance at the swaggering students from time to time and couldn't help feeling a bit of envy.

This was the first time Xie E and Wushu had experienced such a scene, it was still early, so they were not in a rush to go to the Taibai House, hence they actually stopped in their tracks.

There were quite a few youngsters galloping and galloping on the school field. There were a few people practicing against each other, but most of them were ordinary people.

Wushu just watched casually with a disdainful expression. Xie E was only slightly able to ride a horse, and the kung fu that he had learnt from the three-legged cat was only barely enough to fit the person's physique. It was his first time seeing a true sword and spear competition.

One of them was in low spirits, while the other was enjoying it.

At this time, two riders came to the entrance of the school field. One of them was red and the other white. There were two young generals sitting on the horses.

The red horse was a man wearing a red robe and golden armor. He held a golden spear with phoenix wings. This spear was different from ordinary spears. There was a pair of barbed hooks on the red tassel beneath the spear's tip.

The man on the white horse was a younger man in a white robe. He was not wearing any armor. He held a silver spear in his hand. Although he was not as mighty as the riders on the red horse, his bearing was extraordinary.

Wushu's eyes slightly narrowed, while Xie E was also deeply attracted by these two people, causing both of them to secretly cheer in their hearts.

The two generals in the field were obviously companions. Once they arrived at the drill grounds, they showed their High Scholar's medallion and rushed in.

The red-robed general raised the golden spear in his hand. "Brother Yang, please enter!"

The white robed general smiled, "Brother Luo, we've fought all the way here and we haven't been able to find any victories. I think we should wait until the day of the official martial arts match. At that time, I really hope that we can meet in the finals."

The meaning behind your words is that it won't be a problem for me to enter the finals, but those with the surname Luo are a bit dangerous.

As expected, the red-robed general gave a cold snort. "Cut the crap, look at the spear!"

Although the white-robed officer was mocking him, he had already raised his gun.

The two of them battled.

There were two types of horse battles: one was a round, and the other was a fight.

The two horses crossed each other, most likely relying on strength, speed, and reaction speed to instantly attack and defend. However, the fight was not so. The two horses hung around each other, and the two sides relied more on their moves to win.

The two of them had fought many times and knew each other well. They had started to get entangled with each other.

The red and white horses circled each other like lanterns, and the red and white figures gradually became blurry. One golden and one silver spear were like two dragons entangling each other, attracting the gazes of everyone in and out of the drill grounds. Even the people fighting in the field stopped their weapons.

Wushu's expression gradually became grave, and thought to himself, who said that there's no one in the Central Plains? Just these two people in front of me, and I have no confidence in winning against them, so I can't help but put away my contempt.

Xie E saw that the two generals were similar in age to him and were such heroes. He was so envious that he wanted to befriend them.

The two people in the arena were in the middle of a fight. They released strange moves as they repeatedly yelled out.

Suddenly, a dark horse came from outside the arena. A large general shouted loudly, "This year's top scholar belongs to my big brother. Where did the two of you come from to dare to fight here?"

The two people in the arena were stunned. They saw a dark burly man with an extremely sturdy stature and holding two trump cards. He was actually as if he had been reborn, looking just like a god!

The white-robed general was naturally arrogant as he sneered, "Where did this black servant come from? How dare he behave atrociously here?"

The dark skinned man laughed heartily. "Your Grandpa Niu just wants to show you the color of the sky and the earth. He wants you to know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

The red-robed general's personality was like a raging fire. He was infuriated and didn't say anything as he raised his spear to stab forward.

The dark man's reaction was extremely fast as he blocked the golden spear with his two mace.

Unexpectedly, the red-robed general sneered and turned the spearhead, catching the black man's left hand mace with the hook. He pulled back the golden spear, and with a loud shout, he shouted, "Let go!"

The dark man was caught off guard. His left mace was caught by the golden spear and was forcibly pulled out.

Unexpectedly, the black burly man had some brute force and refused to let go. The two of them started to get more energetic.

The black burly man's left hand was no match for the red robed general. His two hands were on the verge of bursting from the palm of his left hand.

The red-robed general saw that the black-clothed man was extremely stubborn and did not want to injure him. He reversed the spearhead and withdrew the golden spear.

The big black man was caught off guard and could not stop his body. He fell headlong on his horse, and just as he was about to get off the horse, he gave a cry of alarm.

What a big black man! His right hand suddenly tapped the mace on the ground. Using the momentum, he leapt into the air, flipped over, and sat back on his horse. His movements were skillful and coherent.

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The white robed general could not help but exclaim.

Nearly everyone could see that the dark man was far from being their match. Now that he had revealed his face and won quite a bit of applause, he should have stopped immediately.

Unexpectedly, the black burly man pointed at the white robed general and said, "Come, let's have a show."

The white-robed general smiled and did not reply.

The black burly man was enraged and smashed down with his trump card.

The white robed general was not flustered. He watched as the two mace struck down and the Dragon Horse below him suddenly leaped, barely dodging the two mace!

Seeing this scene, even the female Daoist who boasted that she was a peerless rider was flabbergasted.

The white robed general aimed at the empty door behind the black man, and with a flip of his silver spear, he struck the black man in the back.

The black armored man shouted loudly, "Big Brother, come quickly! Someone's trying to snatch the top scholar!"

The two of them looked around. Other than the onlookers, there was no one else.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, but they could only hope that the dark burly man was bluffing.

The big black man called out three times, but still no one answered. He turned around, anxious to fight the two of them again.

The two spears were like two dragons playing with a pearl, the spears were not able to leave the black man's vital points. When the black man blocked on his left, the black man unexpectedly changed his attack, and suddenly, the black man was like a monkey being played, looking very comical.

"Don't worry about hurting my brother!

The red and white generals raised their heads to look at the approaching person as they heard his majestic voice.

One of them was riding an extremely ordinary horse. He was dressed in an old suit of unknown armor and looked to be around twenty years old. His face was full of righteousness, and he showed off his might without getting angry.

When Yang and Luo saw it, they threw the dark burly man and picked out the two spears.

The man threw the gun down, and with a clatter, the two men's spears hit the ground, their left hands opening, their right hands holding the drill.

With just one fusion, the second would be defeated.

This move was called 'Losers'.

There was no way to break it!

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