The sparring partner, who accompanies the archery on horseback, is a caddy raised by the royal hunting grounds, similar to a golf course.

At the moment, some people who came to play were competing with the sparring partners.

The play is also relatively high-end, riding a horse and shooting chickens!

At a distance of hundreds of meters, a group of people rode on horses, and at the other end, a staff member released the chickens from the cage.

It is a specially bred long-tailed pheasant, which can fly more than ten meters high, and begins to flutter its wings as soon as it comes out of the cage, and the chicken feathers are continuous.

And what the "knights" have to do is to bend their bows and arrows to shoot down the chickens in the air.

IT IS INTERESTING!

Watching the arrows "swish" shoot out one after another, although there were not many of them, Mo Meng's interest still rose.

A little eager to try, she said: "Master, Sister Tian Yue, how about we try to shoot chickens on horseback, or rabbits, rabbits can run fast!"

Wu Dong was not interested.

The three-year-old child plays with something that is not challenging at all, and he can shoot it with his eyes closed.

Tian Yue shrunk her neck, hugged Wu Dong's arm and said with a smile: "Sister, don't compare with you, you have the ability to find your master!"

It's not that I don't compare, but I know that I want to lose.

As far as she is concerned, it's okay to play with a fixed target within 50 meters, and if she wants to shoot a chicken 100 meters away, unless the chicken is impatient and wants to die.

Mo Meng was a little unhappy, and she wanted to say more, but at this moment, suddenly there was a quarrel on the field, followed by a big fight.

"What's going on?"

Curious, Mo Meng got up, Tian Yue got up, and followed Wu Dong to stand up.

The three of them walked into the arena together, and soon the quarrel became clear.

"With this ability, I'm embarrassed to call myself the king of grassland riding and archery, and I just laughed off my big teeth!"

"Eight Rider Disciples, hehe, are there still authentic Eight Rider Disciples, I'm afraid they have all been assimilated into miscellaneous*, right?"

"Your ancestors have been wiped out, and now you are still complacent, recognizing the thief as your father, you are really capable!"

"We are the best to help the country, you Chinese people, no!"

"Don't just talk about not practicing, let's continue to compare if you have the ability, how you want to play, we will accompany you to the end!"

"That's it, that is, we are not serious, otherwise, you will lose even more ugly!"

“……”

It turned out to be a group of stick people.

It is no wonder that the mannerisms of speech and behavior, and even the clothes on his body look strange, very different from the styles of various dynasties in Middle-earth.

Although most of these people are a little lame in Chinese, they can still hear it clearly.

That is, they can understand, and those sparring partners are particularly angry.

At the beginning, I retorted two sentences in my heart, but I never thought that these stick people not only did not restrain in the slightest, but intensified and became more and more unscrupulous.

Then it developed into scolding!

And then, it's a tear!

I don't know if it's because of its own strength, or if it has scruples, these men on the grassland are obviously falling behind.

When Wu Dong and the three approached, someone was already hanging the lottery.

Wu Dong looked indifferent, and he didn't mean to interfere at all.

Tian Yue is willing to help, but although she has practiced some taekwondo and other things, ordinary three or five people can handle it, but the current situation is clearly not something she can interfere with.

Mo Meng is much more direct!

"Get out!"

"A group of barbarians, scattered wild to Middle-earth, want to die, right?"

Barbarous.

Violent.

Growing up with an old antique since childhood, this language is also very characteristic of the times.

Between the words, just like the unruly princess dress, the leather whip was waved for a while, and soon a group of people from the stick country turned on their backs.

The scene fell silent.

probably found that she was not easy to mess with, and the group of people opposite were full of vigilance, and they didn't dare to speak easily.

In this silent confrontation, not long after, the sound of horses' hooves began, and several horses galloped over, leading the two to be handsome and handsome, with faces like jade.

When they got off the horse and figured out what had happened, the two laughed on the spot.

"Well played!"

"For such disrespectful jackals, we should whip and educate. ”

"Kong Shao, I often hear that Confucianism has six arts, etiquette, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics, if I remember correctly, archery should be the art of archery, but I don't know if Kong Shao is proficient?"

"Of course!"

"It's so good, the little brother has the courage to invite Kong Shao to perform, so that those barbarians from small countries can once be the magnificent heritage of China, so that they don't know what to do all day long, and Yelang is arrogant!"

"Haha, very good, very good, Kong Mou also has this intention, I don't know what a few friends of the stick country think?"

“……”

Hunting grounds.

After a verbal battle, soon, a competition began.

"It's better than that, if you want to lose, what do you say?" Among the group of stick people, a young man walked out with a cold face.

This person's surname is Park Renyong, his family background is illustrious, he has studied under a famous teacher since he was a child, and he can't help but have superb taekwondo attainments, and he has amazing archery skills.

Now, he's the leader of the people around him.

It is also under his leadership that these international students and white-collar elites from the stick country are qualified to follow into this hunting ground.

In this way, his opening is the final word, and no one makes any noise.

A few newcomers were also refreshed.

Hearing this, "Kong Shao" smiled loudly and said, "If you lose, you will naturally admit defeat in betting." ”

Between the laughter and conversation, a strong bookish atmosphere spreads out, bright and upright, which is eye-catching.

As soon as the words fell, the good boy next to him smiled and said: "It seems that Kong Shao is in Hungary, so I will block it with my little brother."

This is a Citibank cashier's check, with a limit of 10 million, I don't know if you have the amount, a little bit of pleasure?"

Ten million, a small block, nothing wrong, at least for people of his class.

There was no ambiguity on the other side.

"Block, block, don't cry if you lose!"

Behind Park In-yong, a young man was furious and began to write checks on the spot.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Meng couldn't help but cover her eyes: "I don't pay attention to the rules, I still carry a checkbook with me when I come here, it's a ...... with spicy eyes."

Tian Yue also muttered: "It's true that you don't pay attention to it, and the good painting style is all ruined." ”

Having said that, the 10 million plugs on both sides do add a lot to the upcoming competition.

At this moment, the person next to Kong Shao came over with a check and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, you are also here, don't you mind being a notary?"

"It's quite a coincidence!" Tian Yue squinted and silently accepted the check.

The left and right were not worried that they would repay the debt, and seeing this, the young man of the stick country also took the check.

Subsequently, the competition entered the substantive stage!

Park In-yong asked indifferently: "The guest is as he pleases, let's say, how can I compare?"

"You have come from afar, and naturally you still take your convenience as the first criterion. Kong Shao smiled and said: "No matter how you compare, Ben Shao will let Your Excellency be a hundred meters less." ”

Let's a hundred meters?

Park In-yong frowned.

The people behind him were a little puzzled.

Kong Shao said with a smile: "Let 100 meters mean that if you choose to shoot 100 meters away, then Kong will take a bow 200 meters away, and you will never deceive ......

As soon as the words fell, the other side was furious.

"Presumptuous!"

"Too much deception!"

"Such a big talk, no one cares about bullying me?"

“……”

At swords' points.

In an instant, there was the momentum of not saying a word to each other earlier.

Park In-yong was also enraged, turned over on his horse, and said coldly: "Good intentions, but you don't need to let me."

I will use real archery skills to convince you to lose. ”

After that, he waved his big hand, "Open the cage-"

(End of chapter)