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No one would believe it if it were told. They would think that the person was crazy. Because only a madman could create such a bizarre story.

But this was not a story. It was something that so many people had witnessed with their own eyes.

An Zheng carried General Ying Yang Wang Kaitai's Pear Bow, climbed over the wall and went back into Jun Xin Lou, shooting five arrows at the rear window of the third floor. No one could change the result of getting hit by five arrows, even though the first arrow was slightly off from the center of the heart, but it was still on the heart of the world. This matter might even be recorded in the history of the Yan Kingdom's Martial Arts Academy, or even the military.

Chang Huan swallowed some saliva before turning his head to look at Wang Kaitai and the others. At this time, the new dean, Yan Xu and the others all walked over.

After Sang Haijing died, Yan Xu was immediately appointed as the new Director of the Martial Arts Academy. It was said that the moment Sang Haijing died, the Empress Dowager Su Qing Wen issued an order, to the point that the King Yan Mu Changyan and the others didn't react at all. Therefore, Sang Haijing's death might not be a good thing for the Martial Arts Academy.

However, because the empress dowager could not wait to acknowledge Yan Xu, whom she trusted, as the new principal, word of Sang Haijing's death by the empress dowager was slowly spreading.

Even if Yan Xu didn't like An Zheng, he couldn't change this fact.

"Humph!"

Yan Xu coldly snorted: "It's hard to achieve greatness by showing off your personality."

He left behind a note of eight words, then turned and walked away.

Wang Kaitai waved his hand at An Zheng, signalling him to ignore and pay no attention to Yan Xu, and then gave him a thumbs up: "Amazing!"

In the entire Martial Arts Academy, with the help of more than seven hundred people, An Zheng's five arrows had overshadowed all the others' limelight.

Even if it was Yan Xu's direct disciple, Chang Huan, they had no choice but to write an 'excellent' name on An Zheng's examination, while the other examiners directly placed An Zheng as number one.

"The following are the mounted arrows. Stop surrounding them and get ready. Go and choose your horses!"

Chang Huan shouted, he turned and walked to the stage and sat down, his face gloomy.

Other than An Zheng, the other nine examinees all went to the stables at the back to pick their horses. Bringing their horses was also one of the tests, mixing the horse and mule together.

Seeing that An Zheng did not move, Chang Huan thought to himself, why is this person so unique.

"Why don't you go?"

Chang Huan asked with an unfriendly tone.

An Zheng replied, "I remember there were a few lines that praised our horses like that. I am very clear about the feelings a horse has for soldiers of Great Yan, so I always have a very special kind of care for a horse. I don't want to ride a horse if it's not necessary. A horse is not born to be ridden. A horse is a symbol of freedom. There was no doubt that cavalry could bring victory in times of war. But now it's just a test, and I don't think there's a need to let the horse carry the weight. "

Chang Huan frowned slightly: "What exactly do you mean?"

An Zheng replied seriously, "I ? "He doesn't know how to ride a horse."

At this time, everyone was stunned. General Ying Yang Wang Kaitai slowly opened his mouth, and then laughed out loud. You were in the border army, how could you not know how to ride a horse? "

An Zheng explained: "Everyone has their own things that they disagree with. For example, mice, snakes, for example ? "Horses."

Wang Kaitai laughed until he was up to his ears, "This is the first time I've heard someone say I'm afraid of horses."

An Zheng explained in all seriousness: "I am not afraid, I am... conflict, heartache, and respect. "

Chang Huan said coldly: "There's no point in talking too much. You don't know how to ride a horse, so it's fine if you can't ride a horse.

An Zheng did not object, and did not say anything.

With great difficulty, Chang Huan managed to catch An Zheng's weak point. He wrote a big bad word on the assessment book, then could not help but ridicule: "In the future, you might become a soldier of the Great Yan. Do you know what it means if you don't know how to ride a horse?"

An Zheng said: "This means that other people will need to ride one more horse."

Chang Huan opened his mouth, but the following words were stuck in his throat. Wang Kaitai sat at the side and spat out the water he just drank.

He quietly gave An Zheng a thumbs up, "That makes sense."

Chang Huan was about to reprimand him, when he continued, "If I am faster and more agile than a horse, then I do not need a war horse. On the battlefield, giving away a warhorse to a soldier weaker than me is the greatest value of a warhorse. The chief examiner, Big Yan did not lack war horses, but he was not full either, so the number of cavalry was always around fifty thousand. If you give the warhorse to someone who does not need it, wouldn't it be a waste?

Chang Huan's stomach was already filled with words, he really did not know what to say, and could only wave his hand: "Step down!"

An Zheng cupped his fists: "Yes."

He left the exam grounds and walked back, imitating Gu Qianye's way of walking, with his hands behind his back, looking very arrogant.

Some distance away, the examinees had already chosen their horses and were running as fast as they could. All of them were in high spirits. When they found out that An Zheng did not know how to ride a horse, they finally felt a sense of pride that was stronger than An Zheng's came to mind.

An Zheng didn't have anything to do as he squatted on the side to watch the competitions.

At this moment, he saw a familiar figure walking in a lonely manner through the distance, holding onto something that looked like a box.

An Zheng's face changed, he got up and chased after her.

It was Sang Rou, who was still wearing a set of pure white.

Seeing An Zheng coming over, Sang Rou intentionally tried to increase his pace to throw him off, but he was stopped by An Zheng.

"What happened?"

An Zheng asked.

Sang Rou forced a smile and shook his head: "I'm fine."

An Zheng looked down and realized that she was carrying an inkstone, a brush, a fan, and a wooden tea pot inside a box. In addition, there was a notebook.

"What's going on?"

An Zheng asked again.

Sang Rou's tears could not help but roll down her face silently. She was originally a cheerful and outgoing girl, but now she became so sad and gentle, "They ? They told me to immediately clean up Grandfather's things, because that room no longer belonged to him, but to the new Principal, Yan Xu. When I went there, all of my grandfather's belongings were already left in the courtyard. I found all of them.

An Zheng took a deep breath, then asked: "Where did you drag it to?"

Sang Rou shook his head: "I don't know, after loading the carriage, I don't know where to transport it."

An Zheng acknowledged him and pulled Sang Rou's hand: "Follow me."

Sang Rou didn't know what to do and was dragged along by An Zheng. An Zheng asked along the way and knew that the carriage had left the back door of the Martial Arts Academy.

When they arrived at the small alley behind the Martial Arts Academy, they saw a few servants of the Martial Arts Academy rolling on the carriage. They were still whispering to each other.

"This old thing is so poor, he doesn't even have a f * cking good thing."

"That's right, what face do you have to be the dean of the Martial Arts Academy? There isn't even anything of value here."

"What kind of rubbish is this? Just drag it out of the city and throw it away." If you knew that you didn't have anything valuable, you wouldn't have stopped that little girl. "

"Yeah, what a fucking waste of time."

The few of them rummaged through everything in the carriage. Clothes were thrown everywhere, and many books were thrown aside.

A servant pulled out a wooden box. He opened it to find something expensive. It was about the size of his palm. Although there was a layer of dust on it, it still emitted a faint glow. He didn't dare to let others see it, so he intentionally threw the box away and prepared to put it away when no one was looking. Just as he was about to throw the box out, it was suddenly snatched away by someone.

Just as the servant was about to curse, he turned around and saw An Zheng's pair of cold eyes.

"Ah ?"

The servant was shocked and retreated a few steps: "You... "What are you doing here?"

An Zheng passed the wooden box to Sang Rou, and took a step forward: "These things, did Yan Xu make you send them to President Sang's house?"

After all, in the rumors, An Zheng was a rash youth who did not fear the heavens or the earth. He even dared to beat the officials of the Martial Arts Academy, so he naturally did not have any scruples towards them.

"Is it related to you?"

He asked back, then said to his companion, "Let's go, let's leave this place."

A servant pulled the carriage forward, causing An Zheng to step forward to pull on the reins. With one arm, he pushed down, causing the horse to be pulled over and fall onto the ground, where the carriage stopped.

Putting down a horse with one hand, the anger in An Zheng's eyes grew even stronger: "If I'm not wrong, no matter how overboard Yan Xu is, he would not ruin a dead person's remains. His son is just a scholar who is completely useless. He also doesn't have a name on him, but he is just a private school teacher, so you guys don't have to worry about him. You guys just took these items out on your own, intending to find some valuable ones to keep. You threw the rest away, right? "

A servant's face changed, "You... Who cares? These things have nothing to do with you. "

An Zheng said: "That's right, it has nothing to do with me, but I am someone who meddles in other people's business."

He reached out his hand and pulled the servant from the horse carriage. The servant's body thudded against the ground, An Zheng stepped on it four times, and all the bones in the servant's limbs were broken.

"There is no bottom line to being a person. You can no longer be considered as people."

An Zheng crippled one of the servants, and before the others could react, he immediately grabbed them one by one and then beat them up. He tied the men to a tree with a rope, broke a branch from the tree, and whipped it. Break one and replace it with a new one. The few of them were initially beaten up to the point where they could still scold, then they started begging for mercy, then they started crying for their parents, finally all that was left was moaning and groaning.

An Zheng beat the few of them up to the point that their skin was not whole, causing the amount of people watching to grow more and more.

The distance from here to the Martial Arts Academy was not far, so very soon, people from the Martial Arts Academy also came.

After Yan Xu became the Principal, he was promoted to Vice Principal. He took care of most of the things in the martial academy. When he heard that An Zheng was beating people up at the back of the dojo, he forced himself to rush over with a group of Supervisor Commander s. Following them were Wang Kaitai, Xu Luan and the others.

"What are you doing!"

Chang Huan walked in front of An Zheng and stopped him, then shouted out loud.

An Zheng put down the tree branch in his hand and sighed a breath of relief, "It's nothing, I'm just saving some face for the martial academy."

"What do you mean?"

"Vice-President can ask these servants, I wonder if Vice-President knows them."

Chang Huan looked at them, although they were all disfigured, but he recognized that they were all servants under Yan Xu. He then looked at the carriage and the messy surroundings, then looked at Sang Rou, and actually understood, and his face immediately turned green.

"Bring these disgraceful things back to me!"

Chang Huan shouted. He knew he could not lose face for Yan Xu at this time, "President will let you know the rules of the dojo!"

A few Supervisor Commander s charged forward like wolves and tigers, they grabbed those people and brought them back to the Martial Arts Academy. The surrounding citizens were already discussing, and before long, even the Fanggu had arrived. Seeing that it was a military matter, the yamen s did not go forward and asked a few questions before leaving.

Chang Huan looked at An Zheng and coldly said: "They have broken the rules of the Martial Arts Academy, ruined its reputation, and have been punished by the Martial Academy. You are not even a student of the Martial Academy, so you do not have the qualifications to teach them a lesson."

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't teach them a lesson, I just... Challenge them, and then beat them all by himself. "

Chang Huan: "How many trash are you, a cultivator, going to challenge?"

An Zheng replied: "What's wrong, I just like to challenge people who are inferior to me, is there a problem?"

Chang Huan turned around: "Bring him back to me as well!"

Wang Kaitai took a step forward: "Vice Principal, there is something wrong with the way this matter is handled right? An Zheng is still not a member of the Martial Arts Academy, but he has the position of a Fringe Army and this matter is under Ministry of War's control."

He waved his hand: "I will be taking him away. If you have anything to say, please ask Dean Yan to come to Ministry of War to discuss it."