Wearing chain mail, he is no longer the appearance of a kitchen handyman, standing on this school field, Duanmu Xu is like a tasseled gun, and he has a sense of spirit.

The black shadow in the distance is no longer the wine jug above Pan Zihan's head, but a famous general holding a strong bow and fighting on the battlefield. Yuanwei has a bow in his hand, but he has no fear. Although this time is not to kill people and save people, it can be regarded as an opportunity to make a name for yourself. It's a pity that the location is not in Wuchuan, but the people who are going to hurt Wuchuan, people are difficult to defeat after all, Uncle Huangfu doesn't know how he will feel when he sees this scene.

Putting away these emotions and thoughts, in addition to the eyes of thousands of people, Duanmu Xuping's field of vision continued to shrink, shrinking to the figure four hundred steps away. The strong bow is erected, but the string is not drawn. That Mu Mingyuan also seemed to be in a state of flux, and he didn't make a move for a long time.

The huge school field was unusually quiet at this time, only the flags were whirring and waving on the city wall.

When the wind blows, the arrows will deflect, and it will be extremely difficult to hit the opponent at a distance of 400 steps. Inside the quiver, there are three arrows, which is three chances. As soon as the three opportunities are exhausted, they can only be left to die.

Looking at the whirring banner not far from him, Shi Jiwei and Su Sheng both frowned, and they all thought about whether to adjust the method of the competition if they didn't hit after the three arrows.

What Pei Du thought was that the competition was still hand-to-hand combat, and if he had no power to fight back, the outcome would naturally be clear.

The sound of the wind was accompanied, and the dust on the ground was also lively, and between four hundred paces, there might be light ash raised, and then it rose and fell, mixed with more dust, and blew away into the distance.

But all this is no longer in Mu Mingyuan's eyes. The Mu family's magic shot is not only the result of hard practice, but also the effect of the family secret method.

No one noticed that before entering the school field, Mu Mingyuan threw two pills into his mouth, unusual pills. One is very bitter and strong, how could the soldier have been afraid of bitterness, but the medicinal effect is so strong that very people can bear it, and a pill is in the stomach, which is many times stronger than those burning knife spirits. If the average person takes it by mistake, he can not bear the pain of abdominal colic.

The Mu family hung the pot to help the world, with medicinal herbs to pass on the family, in order to treat eye diseases and tried hard, and finally made a bright eye pill. Mingmu pills are very effective and will not be used by people who are not critically ill. And Mu Mingyuan found another way, plus analgesic pills, to relieve it a little, and used it for archery.

The Bright Eye Pill went down to the stomach, from the middle of the chest upwards, like a raging fire, passing through the neck and then jumping to the head. The head hurts slightly, but the eyes are clearer.

With the reliance of the Bright Eye Pill and the extremely hard training, Mu Mingyuan's reputation for divine shooting spread far and wide. If he could shoot this small soldier in Huaishuo Military Town this time, he would not only avenge the humiliation of the Heavenly Wolf Battalion in Shanghai Village, but also win the bet for the captain. And his reputation in Wuchuan Military Town will surely flourish.

"Whoosh", the first arrow, broke through the air. After all, this son is still inexperienced, and he has been standing still for a long time, so this is the end. The arrow flew towards his body, and he could imagine the picture of the other party's body falling backwards after being hit by the arrow, Captain Su's satisfied smile, and Shi Jiwei's face. How wonderful.

The arrows and the black shadows intertwined, falling to the ground, but the figures did not fall. Mu Mingyuan was slightly shocked, it was definitely not that he was wrong, the arrow was indeed passing by.

"Whoosh", the second arrow, went one after another. Where can you give the other party a chance to breathe, flash the first arrow, and the mind will inevitably relax.

"Whoosh", the third arrow, followed. Judging the opponent's dodge habits from the dodge of the first arrow, even if the opponent is lucky enough to dodge the second arrow, the third arrow will be shot in the direction of his dodge, so that the opponent can dodge.

Divine shooting, is it a random shooting.

Before the crowd could cheer for Duanmu Xu dodging the first arrow, the second and third arrows followed. The name of Mu Shen's archery is not only the accuracy of archery, but also the speed of arrows.

Naturally, those who are worried are still worried, but those who are waiting are waiting for the results. The arrows are fast, and the results are fast.

The second and third arrows still grazed the body, the arrows were stuck diagonally into the ground, and the man was still standing.

"Good. Thousands of Huaishuo sergeants naturally erupted in cheers.

Sergeant Huaishuo thought it was good, and Mu Mingyuan felt very bad. A bow without arrows on a string is a useless bow, and a pawn that cannot shoot an arrow is a useless soldier.

He felt a palpitation for no reason, instinctively wanted to hide, but with his eyes, in this space of four hundred steps, there were black spots, and he tried to see clearly.

"Bang", his body leaned back suddenly, he tried to stabilize his body, and kicked the ground hard with his feet, but found that his feet were very light, and the person was also very light, and finally tripped.

The arrow feathers on his chest vibrate, and the arrows sank into the chain mail. His favorite poem in his life came from the talented Pan Gongzi in Xianjing City, "Pingming is looking for white feathers, but he is not in the stone ridge." "Now the white arrow feather is stuck in his chest.

Defeated, it hurts.

The first shot at the border pass was defeated by a nobody.

The arrogance in those eyes gradually dissipated, I don't know if it was because of the effect of the Mingmu Pill in the past, or I didn't expect to be ruined here.

Seeing Mu Mingyuan fall to the ground, Duanmu Xu put away the Yuanwei bow, and one arrow was enough.

On the school ground, thunderous cheers suddenly broke out.

The Shenji battalion led Bai Xu, shot at each other in four hundred steps, and shot down Mu Mingyuan with one arrow. The name of the first sharpshooter in the border pass is now owned by Huaishuo Military Town.

Downstairs at the city gate, Su Sheng's complexion changed slightly, the prestige of the first divine shot, the right to recruit soldiers, and the benefits of assisting in the management of the city, all of which were wiped out under this arrow. What's even more odious is that according to later investigations, this son was conscripted into the army in Shanghai Village. This was originally a person from Wuchuan Military Town. The first and second marksmen are in the same army, and what a glory it is.

His complexion changed again and again, and Su Sheng finally calmed down, and when he saw that Mu Mingyuan was helped up, he was relieved. It is impossible to let Shi Jiwei gain fame and fortune so easily. He looked at Pei Du beside him, and then looked at the saber he was equipped with.

"Captain Shi is really Taoguang, and with such a magic shot, he used it to trick his brothers into testing bows and arrows, and he was a good strategy. However, on the battlefield, in addition to archery, there are more close hand combat, I wonder if Captain Shi dares to try close combat?" Pei Du said with a gun and a stick on the side.

"In hand-to-hand combat, my Huaishuo army is naturally not afraid. Shi Jiwei was naturally not afraid, and adjusted his armor.

"The strength of the Huaishuo army in close combat is the best in all towns. I don't know these people next to me, Captain Shi will pick one at random and fight against the sharpshooter boy on your school field. Pei Du pointed to the figure downstairs.

"Brother Pei is not joking. "How could Shi Jiwei agree.

"I heard that Brother Shi has a good way of governing the army, and all of his subordinates are brave and good at fighting, and that young man with a divine shooter is brave, I don't think he is an ordinary person. If I can see such a dragon fighting, I, Wuchuan Military Town, am willing to support Brother Shi's army with a salary of 100,000 silver. Su Sheng was on the side, and he lost no time in adding a fire.

Shi Jiwei was silent, he categorically would not let Bai Xu fight. Recruits who have just enlisted in the army, even if they really have innate divine powers, they can't be the opponents of these people in front of them anyway.

Pei Du saw that the other party did not answer, so he knew that this was the weak point of the other party, where would it be easily revealed, maybe the previous gamble would be here to break the game.