Chapter 48: Opponent

  The final test is the horse racing!

  For heavy cavalry like the Xiongnu, the real threat is the opponent's heavy cavalry. Therefore, the ability to fight on horseback is extremely important.

  "Each of you go and choose a set of equipment, get ready for battle!" Fang Mo ordered.

  Before the words had fallen, the young men were already rushing over with shining eyes.

  Hei Yanma, Xingchen Jia, these were all things that could only be drooled over in the past, but now they can finally be used!

  "Lin Feng big brother, let's go too!" Su Ying exclaimed excitedly.

  "Hmm!" Lin Feng smiled and nodded.

  Hei Cong Ma, Xing Chen Jia, are all standard equipment of the mysterious heavy cavalry. Within the sphere of influence of Luoyun Sect, which spans thousands of miles, they are legendary existences.

  The Black Warhorse has a hint of exotic blood, with a tall and massive body, extremely heavy weight, and astonishing endurance. Charging at high speed while wearing heavy armor is even faster than ordinary light cavalry.

  Such a war horse, within the sphere of influence of the Luoyun Sect, is not allowed to be owned by any other force. Whoever wants to get such a mount, the only outcome is to be annihilated by the Luoyun Sect. So even Su Yan and Su Ying, as descendants of the lord of Qingyan City, have never owned such a mount.

  The Star Armor, is said to be forged from meteoric iron outside the sky, with extremely strong defensive power. And when it comes to the Star Armor, one can't help but mention a mysterious profession on the Xuanwu Continent - the Symbol Master.

  On the mainland, Fu masters are a special existence. With the brush in their hands, they draw some lines and have extraordinary abilities.

  For example, the star armor worn by ordinary knights weighs over a thousand catties. However, after being imbued with the symbol lines drawn by the Symbol Master, not only is its defensive power greatly enhanced, but its weight is also reduced to half of its original!

  Of course, this is for the knight. As the master of the armor, the pressure on the armor is only half of what it was originally. For the enemy, this set of armor is still over a thousand catties, and the impact force is not reduced at all.

  The mysterious heavy cavalry, including the Decurion, Centurion and commander of the war armor, are also different. The ability that Fu Shi holds on top is even stronger.

  Of course, this profession is extremely rare on the mainland, and those who exist are all treasured by major sects.

  Luoyun Sect has Xingchen Armor, it is also obvious that they are supported by Youfu Masters.

  This equipment that has been endowed with the power of the Symbol Dao is also a forbidden object within the sphere of influence of the Luoyun Sect, and only the Luoyun Sect can possess it. In fact, all major and minor sects on the mainland do the same thing in order to control their own sphere of influence.

  The crowd quickly walked up to the group of knights who had removed their armor and began to select them. Two hundred riders from two hundred men dismounted, more than 150 people selected, and there was still a little room for selection.

  "Old Cloud, don't mess up my baby!" A knight handed over his war horse and armor to Yunhe, chuckling.

  Due to insufficient military strength and inability to break through, they have to appear here every year. Yun Zhijian is also a celebrity among the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry.

  "Don't worry!" Yun Zhiya nodded.

  Chen Gang and Liu Kun also had knights who actively sent war horses and armor.

  Each knight was extremely fond of his own warhorse and armor, and no one wanted to let others use their equipment. In their view, handing over the equipment to these active knights was obviously much more reliable than handing it over to these greenhorns who had never ridden a black stallion before.

  The first to get war horses and armor were Yun Zhongyue and other active knights. They one by one put on heavy armor, rode war horses, and instantly a strong killing aura was born.

  Yun Zhiya pulled down his metal face mask, his eyes scanning towards Lin Feng. Having been slapped in the face at the Old Soldier Bar, if he didn't avenge this grudge, could he still be considered a man?

  His only hope now is to target Shang Lin Feng's group and then directly eliminate Lin Feng!

  Lin Feng, after all, also has the strength of the sixth heavy tiger fist, and many knights in the second team have also seen his moves at Wangfeng Road 301, so he also gets enough respect. As soon as Lin Feng walked over, a knight led his war horse over to him.

  "Thanks!" Lin Feng smiled and nodded. He also recognized that this was one of the knights who had been watching that day.

  "Haha!" The knight patted his shoulder and smiled faintly before walking back.

  Lin Feng took the war armor from the horse's back, feeling extremely heavy. A weight of one thousand catties, pressed on the warhorse, but the warhorse seemed to have no feeling at all. The black whinny horse's divine steed was also visible in this aspect.

  Lin Feng activated his yuan force, and a drop of fresh blood was squeezed out from the tip of his finger, falling onto the Star Armor. Then he directly put on the armor.

  As expected, after dripping blood to acknowledge its master, this suit of armor felt like it weighed only 500 catties when worn.

  "Hey, come here." A heroic and refreshing female knight smiled and beckoned to Su Ying.

  "Sister!" Su Ying said obediently.

  "Haha! This is my armor, put it on. Those stinky men's clothes wouldn't suit you." The female knight said with a smile.

  "Thank you, sister. Sister, you're really beautiful!" Su Ying praised, delighted that the female knight couldn't close her mouth.

  Su Ying was also dripping with blood, wearing her battle armor. She seemed weak, but in fact she was a fourth-level strong practitioner of the Tiger Fist style, with 2,000 jin of strength, and wearing the armor didn't seem to be any effort for her at all.

  She gently pulled down the metal face mask, Su Ying lightly patted the horse's back and elegantly sat on the saddle. The female knight praised: "Little girl, not bad! Not bad!"

  "Sister, I've also been on the battlefield!" Su Ying's playful voice came from under her mask.

  "I suppose so." The female knight smiled and waved her hand as she returned to the group.

  "Lin Feng big brother!" Su Ying urged on the black horse, walked to Lin Feng's side, stretched out her hand wanting to hold Lin Feng's hand.

  "Su Ying, stop it!" Lin Feng's voice also came from under his mask.

  "Hmm!" Su Yingjiao hummed.

  At this time, Su Yan was also dressed and urged his war horse to walk to the other side of Lin Feng and stand still.

  Lin Feng slightly raised his head and coincidentally met Yun Zhiya's gaze again, and couldn't help but give a cold smile.

  "A whole bunch of losers, it's best if you don't mess with me, otherwise, humph!"

  ……

  Fifty-five teams, a total of one hundred and sixty-five people all mounted their war horses, the differences between each other suddenly became extremely obvious.

  Yun Zhiya and twenty other active knights' squad, although not using their own equipment, still exuded a strong and unyielding aura of iron and blood. Each squad looked like a single entity, as if they were one person.

  Each member of their small group, although not very strong in martial arts, has been together for many years as old brothers, standing together is naturally different.

  The other thirty-five groups, in comparison, were much inferior. Each person's aura was completely different, with varying strengths and weaknesses, without any overall meaning at all.

  Lin Feng's group was no exception, although Su Yan and his sister had been to the battlefield before, but compared to these veteran soldiers, they were much inferior. Moreover, the siblings rarely cooperated on the battlefield and didn't have any tacit understanding.

  "This time, the number of people who joined the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry is... ninety-seven!"

  His words were like a loud bell, saying what people cared about most.

  The number of places is also an important factor in deciding whether to go or stay.

  Upon hearing this number, the crowd stirred slightly, but immediately returned to calm. Ninety-seven people was a normal number after all.

  Lin Feng nodded, ninety-seven people, sixty of whom were from Yun Zhiya and sixty current knights. This test is held every six months. That is to say that in the past six months, thirty-seven Xuanji Heavy Cavalry have died in battle!

  "Now I will draw the opponents for the battle!" Fang Mo continued, "Currently there are 55 groups, one more group. This group will be drawn from the 20 active knights! This group will no longer participate in the test and will directly stay within the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry! The remaining people will compete for the remaining 94 spots!"

  No one spoke up because it was also a rule. Compared with newcomers, the old soldiers of Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry were more trustworthy.

  Fang Mo reached into the wooden box and randomly pulled out a card, took it out to look at it, and read: "Hong Hu! Hong Bao! Chen Geng!"

  "Haha!" A group of active knights burst out laughing, three of them pulled up their metal face masks and laughed heartily.

  "Brother, we can mix in Xuan Jia again for another year!" Hong Bao said with joy.

  "Yeah, hahaha! Who cares? At worst, we'll come back here next year!" Hong Hu also burst out laughing.

  "Hey, you guys, stop laughing and return my equipment at once!" someone from the 2nd Heavy Armor Cavalry shouted loudly.

  "Haha!" The playground erupted in a burst of laughter.

  "Stop showing off and get out of here!" Fang Mo couldn't help but laugh too.

  Among the laughter and cheers, Hong Hu and his two companions urged their horses forward, returned their equipment, and then left the school grounds with a smug expression.

  "Fang Mo, what are you up to! What a mess you've made!" The Fifth Regiment's commander, Wen Hou, frowned and transmitted his dissatisfaction.

  Wen Hou's personality is the most rustic and simple. Among the five great leaders, he is the most strict and serious, so naturally he cannot stand such a noisy scene.

  "Silence!" Fang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he hastily shouted in a low voice.

  The laughter on the square suddenly stopped.

  "There are now fifty-four groups left, and they will be paired up to compete against each other!" Fang Mo shouted. "The twenty-seven winning groups, eighty-one people, will directly qualify to join the Xuan Jia Heavy Cavalry! Among the losers, the five great commanders will select thirteen people with the best performance, plus Hong Hu's three people, to make up a total of ninety-seven people!"

  Everyone was silent. This is consistent with everyone's guess. If the quota is small, even if you win, you may be eliminated. And when there are more quotas and fewer participants, like this time, losers still have a chance, just look at the performance of the next match.

  The other thirteen places are prepared for those who fail. So when competing, everyone will go all out.

  "Lin Feng big brother, we must win!" Su Ying stretched out her snow-white and tender small hand, and once again grasped Lin Feng's large hand.

  "Su Ying, stop messing around! It's about to start!" Lin Feng frowned.

  "Hehe! Wait till it starts and I'll let go!" Su Ying said with a giggle.

  Lin Feng could only shake his head helplessly and let her have her way. He didn't want to become the center of attention at this time, so he naturally couldn't say anything more.

  ……

  "Hmmph!"

  On the high platform, Ye Ziwei's face was slightly annoyed, and she let out a low hum.

  "Sister, what's wrong with you?" Qin Hao asked through voice transmission, his mouth twitching under the mask.

  "Azura, are you uncomfortable?" Qinglan asked softly.

  "I'm fine." Ye Zi responded in a low voice. This sentence was naturally directed at Jing Lan.

  "What's wrong with you, humming all of a sudden?" Qin Hao transmitted his voice again.

  "Qin Hao Shixiong, didn't you think highly of Lin Feng?" Ye Zichuan transmitted his voice.

  "Ah! This kid, I must get him under my account!" Qin Hao transmitted a smile, "You're not allowed to compete with me!"

  "Who wants to fight with you!" Ye Zi coldly snorted, "Since you think he's very strong, then arrange the strongest opponent for him!"

  "It seems like no one is his match here!" Qin Hao said with a glance.

  "Let's arrange for Yun Zhiya's group then!" Ye Zi said.

  "Yun's edge... This group is the strongest. But compared to Lin Feng, they still fall short. Ye Zi, with this arrangement, Old Yun and the others will lose face!" Qin Hao said with a smile.

  "Hmm!"

  "Hmph!" Qin Hao snorted in disdain.

  "Can we begin, Your Excellency?" Fang Mo transmitted his voice to ask Qin Hao. This was the final battle, and naturally, they couldn't rush into it.

  "Lao Fang, first match, Lin Feng versus Yun Zhiya." Qin Hao said casually.

  "......Is it!" Fang Mo transmitted his voice. Heart Dao connected with the leader of the Unity, unexpectedly also wanting to cheat?

  "Against the upper clouds... this result is not good to predict!" Fang Mo also shook his head.

  Active knights are fixed combinations, not bound by rules. So in Yun Zhiya's combination, Yun Zhiya, Chen Gang and Liu Kun are all the same fifth heavy tiger fist. While Lin Feng's group has two fourth heavy tiger fists.

  Although I don't understand what Lord Qin Hao means, a commander's orders must be followed.

  Fang Mou closed his eyes slightly, reached into the wooden box, stirred it a bit, and then took out two cards to take a look.

  "The first match, Lin Feng's team versus Yun Zhiya's team!"

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