He shook his head helplessly, and suddenly realized that he was actually competing with a madman!

Everyone looked at Zhao Yang in the near distance and Batan in the distance, and recalled the scene just now, feeling really thrilling!

They had never seen such a dangerous fight in their lives!

Most of the people present hoped that Batan would win! They also believed that Batan would win!

If this beginner wins against Batan, not only will Batan lose face, but they will all lose face together!

You have to put pressure on Zhao Yang!

So, the onlookers shouted loudly: "Boy, you are doomed, don't think you can win Batan!"

"Don't play with your life, if you shoot Batan, you will be equivalent to killing someone, you will be sentenced to death, and you will pay for Batan's life!"

"It is possible for Batan to be selected for the national team in the future and participate in the Olympic Games, your life is not worth much, don't hurt Batan!"

Everyone was aggressive and gossiping, however, Zhao Yang was not disturbed at all, but turned his head to them and said: "I advise you to say a few words, otherwise with a shake of my hand, Batan may really be shot to death." ”

"Then you're throwing in the towel!" pimple shouted.

"Admit defeat, there's nothing to be ashamed of!" said the little white face.

"Let me tell you, your national champion is doomed!" Zhao Yang said in a deep voice.

At this time, Zhao Yang's heart was full of pride, when everyone looked down on him and tried to make him give up the game and admit defeat and surrender, he would have a strong fighting spirit in his heart!

"Nonsense!"

"Fart!"

"Die!"

Everyone scolded.

"Then we'll see. Zhao Yang snorted coldly and said.

At this moment, Bao'er walked up to Zhao Yang and said, "Zhao Yang, I think you can win." ”

"Eh, why do you have confidence in me this time?" Zhao Yang asked strangely.

"You're gambling with your life, and you're not going to die at all. Bao'er said lightly: "Judging from the two times you intercepted my arrows just now, you are already invincible." ”

"Clever!" Zhao Yang leaned into Bao'er's ear and whispered: "Don't be angry with me, I just couldn't help ...... just now"

"Don't say it!" Bao'er glared at Zhao Yang without waiting for him to finish.

"Hey, hey. Zhao Yang smiled, and instead bent his bow and arrow, aiming at the perfume pear on the top of Batan's head.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Yang asked loudly.

Instead of speaking, Batan stood there, raised his hand, and made a gesture of shooting at him!

There are many warriors in the grassland, and Batan, as a grassland people, has fierce blood in his bones.

His pride gives him the belief that he will win, and he will definitely not lose to a rookie!

Even if he competes in guts, he will never lose!

Only a true warrior dares to face death!

At this time, although Batan was no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning, he told himself that in order to defeat his opponent, he must not have even the slightest fear!

Zhao Yang smiled, aimed at the top of Batan's head, pulled the bowstring hard, and pulled the compound bow with a creak, and in the next second, as soon as Zhao Yang's fingers were loosened, the arrow left the string!

And just when Batan "heard" the sound of the bowstring, the arrow had already broken through the air, and he subconsciously closed his eyes!

"Boom!"

The sound of the arrow hitting the target was heard, and Batan felt a void above his head, apparently, the perfume pear was shot!

He opened his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the target, and sure enough, the arrow pierced through the perfume pear and nailed it to the target!

Batan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood for two seconds, turned his head to look at Zhao Yang, and began to regret a little in his heart for agreeing to compete with arrows in this way!

However, the hardest moment is over, and now it's him!

He walked towards Zhao Yang, but he suddenly realized that even if Zhao Yang had finished shooting this arrow, his heart couldn't be relaxed!

Because even if he also shoots the perfume pear, the result is still a tie, and the next round will be played!

And in the next round, the fruit will inevitably be smaller, that is, the situation will be more dangerous!

No matter, let's finish this round first!

Replaced by Zhao Yang standing in front of the arrow target with perfume pear, Batan shooting arrows.

At this time, the people around him completely became Batan's cheering group, and they cheered for him one after another, but Bao'er looked at these people coldly with an unhappy face.

Zhao Yang stood in front of the target with a smile, his expression was calm as usual, and soon, he saw Bao'er shouting loudly from afar: "Zhao Yang, don't be cowardly!"

"Don't worry!" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

Batan looked solemn, bent his bow, and took arrows......

Just when everyone thought that Batan was safe and absolutely fine, Batan suddenly put down his bow and arrows again!

Everyone looked at Batan in amazement, and Batan kept his head down, trying his best to calm his mind!

"What's wrong with Batan?" said the little white face with some surprise.

"He seemed a little nervous. Gu Xiang pondered for a moment and said.

"He's afraid he'll shoot someone to death?" asked the little white face.

"I guess it's not interesting to finish this arrow, after all, there is another round. Gu Xiang said.

"yes, this arrow is too chicken. Little White Face said.

Half a minute passed, and Batan knew he couldn't wait any longer, so he looked up.

Bend the bow, set up the arrows - all you can hear is the sound of the bowstrings, and the arrows are gone!

There is no doubt that the perfume pear was shot at the arrow target!

For a player like Batan, who has been baptized by big competitions, mental quality is his strength!

Some people usually have a very high level, but when they arrive at the competition, they don't perform abnormally, because their mental quality is not strong!

However, even Batan, who has a strong psychological quality, is already very uneasy at this time!

Because it's clearly not a game, it's a gamble!

"Yes, it's a national winner!"

Zhao Yang's voice came quickly, he got closer and closer, and when he walked up to Batan, he smiled: "However, I suggest that we stop here." ”

"That's it?" Batan looked at Zhao Yang, and an electric light clearly shot out of his eagle eyes.

"Yes, so be it, let's tie. Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"No!" Batan said with a wave of his hand.

"Why, do you have to decide a winner?"

Zhao Yang was very strange in his heart, judging from Batan's performance just now, he was obviously at the end of his crossbow, and his psychology was about to be unbearable, but he offered to terminate the game, but the other party refused!

What is the reason for this?

"I think you're afraid that you'll lose!" Batan sneered and said, "As long as you admit defeat, this competition can naturally be terminated!"

"Are you dreaming?" Zhao Yang said with a sneer.

"Since we are not afraid of losing, then we must continue to compete until we have a winner!" said Batan.

Batan's words caused everyone to cheer loudly, this is Batan, this is the national champion!

(End of chapter)