Uncle Ban also heard the complaint, his face sank, and he said seriously: "Stupid!!!Do you think this time I want you to hang out? You want to protect the patriarch, if you can't even open a bow, then what protection?" Uncle Ban hated that iron does not become steel, and continued: "Have you seen the children of other tribes, they can already shoot three-stone bows, do you know? You were born in a good time, if there is a war, can our tribe rely on you to protect it?"

These dozen or so people were counted down by Uncle Ban, and they all lowered their heads and didn't speak, but they were still unconvinced.

'Humph...... Uncle Ban is just an old fool, three stones are more than a hundred pounds of bows, if peers can open a three-stone bow, it is really talented. ’

'Uncle Ban is really good at deceiving people, how can we shoot a three-stone bow at our age. ’

Uncle Ban also saw the children's dissatisfaction, and knew that they would not believe what they had just said, but they would not and could not provide evidence to prove their words for a while.

The patriarch's face was grim, and he got up and snatched Uncle Ban's bow.

Uncle Ban knew what the patriarch was going to do, and hurriedly handed out an arrow feather from the quiver.

The young men of the tribe also raised their heads, and their eyes were all focused on the hand of the patriarch.

This kind of two-stone bow is rarely used in actual combat, because it is a severe test of the user's arm strength, and only a man in the prime of life will use this kind of strong bow. But today, this seventy-year-old man wants to challenge the bow of these two stones, and at this age he has already become weak, and he can pull the bow of one stone at most.

The teenagers of the tribe also understand this truth, so they all have the attitude of watching a good show.

The patriarch gently stroked the bow, and his eyes were less sharp, as if he was sentimental about the passage of time.

"Patriarch......" Uncle Ban opened his mouth to persuade the old patriarch, this age is not suitable for movement, if there is a mistake, the whole tribe can not afford it.

The patriarch tried the bowstring, pulled up a slight arc, and let go.

The tribe has also been circulating the events of the old patriarch when he was young, and he can be regarded as a grassland hero and is admired. Now that the hero is in the twilight, I don't know if I can still open a two-stone bow.

The patriarch took a step forward, took a pose, and put his fingers on the bowstring......

Bai Huai is an expert in weapons, before becoming the master of the door, he has practiced all kinds of weapons, any weapon must be at the level of a grandmaster, and the common weapon of the longbow is even more perfect.

How strong is his mastery of these weapons? Let's put it this way, all of Wen Cheng's physical skills have his shadow, and the use of weapons is taught by him himself.

So at the moment when the old patriarch put the bowstring in his hand, he understood that this old man was not as weak as he looked, and he could beat everyone present just by relying on his old book when he was young, and only when he was together could he have a glimmer of life.

The patriarch slowly pulled the bowstring, and his eyes were like the eyes of an eagle falcon, which made people feel frightened.

"This ......" As the bow body opened more and more, all the teenagers were not calm, and even Uncle Ban wiped a cold sweat.

"The patriarch took the bow of the two stones...... It's full!!" Lin Xin covered his mouth with an incredible expression.

Among these people, only Bai Huai is calm, he knows that even if he gives the patriarch a bow of three stones, he can give you a full one, this is not brute force, it is a unique skill, and he does not have more than ten years of experience to control a lot of this strength.

'Whoosh!'

The arrow feathers came out of the string, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred meters away, and it was slanted into the mound, and half of it was submerged.

The patriarch shook his head dissatisfied, "Alas~ old." ”

At this moment, even Uncle Ban was impressed by the strength of the patriarch, and his admiration jumped on his face.

The teenagers all stared at the arrow feathers in the distance, and they all fell silent.

The patriarch toyed with the longbow, handed it to Uncle Ban again, and said, "Can we start?"

The teenagers were all blushing, and even the septuagenarians could easily pull away, and they had no reason to retreat.

"Who's coming first?"

"I'm coming!" a thin teenager inside was stimulated, took a step forward, and took the longbow.

"Do you want arrows?" asked Uncle Ban.

"Yes. ”

Uncle Ban smiled, this test only needs to pull out the longbow, and the arrow feather is just a colorful head.

With the bow and arrow, the young man was eager to try, but as soon as he exerted his strength, the bowstring did not move at all, and he used force again, only slightly.

Several teenagers next to him sneered.

The young man's face was flushed, and his eyes peeked in Lin Xin's direction, he couldn't be embarrassed in front of the goddess at this time.

Gritting his teeth, he exerted his strength again, this time with the strength to eat, and his face was red and his neck was thick.

The bowstring also slowly opened, and by the halfway the bow was opened, he was already panting, and his arms trembled, and he really couldn't pull it apart.

'Whoosh!'

The arrow was limp from the bowstring, and it fell to the ground in a few moments, only half the distance of the patriarch's arrow.

"Hahaha...... This arrow feather is not as far as my pee!" A few people next to him laughed mercilessly, and the young man blushed, handed the longbow back to Uncle Ban, and ran away with his face covered.

The patriarch gave the mocking men a vicious look, causing the teenagers to shut up in a hurry.

"Who's next?"

“......”

There was silence, and after a long while, the strongest young man in the crowd pushed through the crowd.

"I'll come. ”

After he finished speaking, even those who watched the excitement couldn't help but shout.

"Come on, let the patriarch see the strength of our younger generation!"

"Yes, let the patriarch see, you are the most powerful of us. ”

“......”

Bai Huai whispered to Lin Xin, who was watching the excitement on the side, "Who is this brother?"

Lin Xin snorted coldly with his nose, "This guy's name is 'Lin Wu', the leader of the younger generation of the tribe, and he has had a lot of strength since he was a child. And he is also a leper dog, every time I see him, he has to ink with me for a long time, and it used to be even more excessive, running to me every day, which is very annoying. ”

Bai Huai sneered, and said in his heart, he didn't expect that he was still a rival in love.

Which 'leper dog', no, which teenager, confidently paced to Uncle Ban's side, confident to the extreme. In order to attract attention, he whistled in the direction of Lin Xin, which caused a burst of laughter from the teenagers.

Lin Xin rolled his eyes helplessly and tilted his head in the direction of Baihuai.

"Look how annoying he is!"

Bai Huai sneered: "Ha...... It's not because you're attractive. ”

"No, I don't like that. Lin Xin pursed his lips, it seems that he has encountered this kind of thing before, and he is extremely depressed.

This Lin Wu gently pulled the bowstring like the patriarch and tried the feel. He smiled conceitedly and beckoned to Uncle Ban.

Uncle Ban didn't care about this guy's faux pas, and handed it to the arrow feather.

Get the arrow feather, and immediately take the arrow to wind.

'Hey!'

With an angry shout, the bowstring was pulled apart by a large ......