At this moment, he saw the Silent Khan on the observation deck suddenly stood up and said loudly: "In order to make this year's Stone Man Conference more exciting, Ben Khan has decided to increase the archery competition from one to three, and the side that wins two will be the final winner. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As soon as Mo Si Khan's words ended, there were bursts of cheers from the audience, and the audience was thrilled that they could feast their eyes.

Zhang Baoer frowned when she heard this, and walked quickly to the field with Li Yide.

Zhang Bao'er saluted the Khan of Mosi: "Your Majesty the Khan, I am Zhang Bao'er, a merchant of the Tang Dynasty, and I agree with the Khan's decision just now, but I have a request, and I hope the Khan will allow it!" ”

It was only now that everyone in the audience understood that it turned out that the person who was competing with the same Russia was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Mo Si Khan didn't know what Zhang Bao'er's idea was, but he couldn't help but answer Zhang Bao'er's words, he said in a deep voice: "You come on!" ”

"Your Majesty the Khan, it is not appropriate for me and the prince of Tongrussia to be the two sides of the competition, but we have never shown up. I hope that His Majesty the Khan will agree to cooperate with the prince of Tongrussia in this first archery competition! ”

Mur Khan did not rush to answer, but asked: "How to cooperate?" ”

Zhang Bao'er said lightly: "I and the prince of Tongrussia are each the targets of archers, limited to three times, if I can do it with the prince of Tongrussia, I will admit defeat." ”

Zhang Bao'er's request was fair and reasonable, and the Silent Khan could not refuse, but he still hesitated a little and set his sights on the same Russia.

At this time, Tongru could not back down no matter what, he stood up and said to the Mosi Khan: "I accept the challenge, please ask my father Khan for permission!" ”

Mo Si Khan nodded and said, "I gave permission, be careful yourself!" ”

……

The distance between the two stone pillars is no more, no less, exactly two hundred and fifty steps.

Zhang Bao'er leaned against one of the stone pillars with an apple on her head. Two hundred and fifty steps away, in front of another pillar, Li Yide was on the bow.

The surrounding spectators were shocked, holding their breath and looking at Zhang Bao'er with a smile on her face, and their hearts were amazed by the courage of this young man. Shooting an apple from 250 paces away may not be difficult for a sharpshooter, but it is a great test for a collaborator with an apple on his head.

"Whoosh!" Li Yide's arrow was out of the string, and he shot the apple above Zhang Baoer's head cleanly and accurately.

"Good!" The crowd cheered.

Zhang Bao'er had a smile on her face from beginning to end, and she didn't even blink her eyes at the moment when the arrow was fired.

Suanna's eyes became shining, Zhang Bao'er's image at the moment has been deeply engraved into her mind, what more could she ask for when she met such a man who did not hesitate to fight for her life?

Zhang Baoer's performance also made Mo Si Khan dare not underestimate this Tang Dynasty boy anymore, how can such a courageous and knowledgeable opponent be easy to deal with?

It was his turn to play, and he exhaled deeply and strode towards the stone pillar.

Tong's face was pale, and although he tried to show some anger, his slightly trembling legs betrayed him mercilessly. Of course, this is not because he is cowardly, and his performance stems from his distrust of Yang Izhi.

Yang Wuzhi's face was solemn, and he slowly pulled out an arrow from the quiver, glanced at Tongru in the distance, and slowly wound the arrow.

Yang Wuzhi's actions all fell into Tong Russia's eyes, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart: If Yang Wuzhi took this opportunity to deliberately shoot himself to death, wouldn't that be ......

The idea of Tongru is not imaginary, Yang Wuzhi is the third brother of Tongru, and is deeply loved by the Mosi Khan, and he is the most powerful contender for the succession of the Khan to Tongru. If at this time, Yang Izhi shot himself to death for some reason, at most he would have a reputation for poor archery, and he would be reprimanded by his father Khan, but wouldn't he die too unjustly?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Yang Wuzhi was suspicious, and he could even see Yang Wuzhi smiling at him, but at this time he was just a live target, and there was no way to deal with it. Tong's Russia regretted it a little, he shouldn't have been hot-headed just now to agree to Zhang Bao'er's challenge, and pushed himself to the brink of death.

Yang Izhi, who raised his arrow to aim, reluctantly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, and shook like chaff in Russia, and the apple was almost about to fall down, which made him shoot this arrow.

When the people watching saw Tong's embarrassed appearance, they couldn't help but secretly despise it in their hearts: Look at the Tang Dynasty boy, as the heir of the future Khan, he is so cowardly, it is simply a loss of face for the Turks.

"What a bastard, it's in vain that I value him so much!" Tong's poor performance made Mo Si Khan feel unbearable on his face, and he scolded angrily.

Eke is a master archer, and he certainly knows the subtleties of this competition. They are not comparing the archery's archery, but the psychological quality of the collaborator and the degree of trust in the shooter.

Zhang Baoer skillfully took advantage of the contradiction between Russia and Yang, how can the two brothers trust, the outcome of this competition has been decided before it has been launched. But even if you lose, you can't lose so ugly, thinking of this, Eke shook his head and got off the lookout, walked up to Tongru, and whispered something to him.

After hearing this, Tongru nodded, turned his back to Yangwuzhi, and there was no Yangwuzhi in his eyes, the fear in Tongru's heart was reduced a lot, and his body no longer trembled.

Eke quickly waved his hand at Yang, and Yanghe quickly shot the arrow in his hand, and also shot the apple down with the same accuracy.

Although Yang was a skilled archer and shot the apple down, no one around him cheered him on.

Zhang Bao'er walked to the stone pillar again, holding an apple in his hand, but this time instead of putting the apple on his head, he bit the apple in his mouth.

Seeing Zhang Baoer's actions, everyone understood what he was going to do, and couldn't help but gasp.

If the previous test was the accuracy of the archer, then this test is not only the accuracy, but also the archer's grasp of strength. If the strength of the arrow is small, it will not be able to hit the apple, but if it is strong, even if it hits the apple, the arrow passes through the apple, and the person who bites the apple will surely die.

If Zhang Baoer's previous actions amazed everyone, then this time it was enough to make people awe-inspired, and they asked themselves, no one dared to make such a crazy move.

Zhang Baoer, who was biting the apple, was still light and light, and there were no waves.

But Tong Russia, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was already like ashes, biting the apple naturally couldn't turn around like the last time, he didn't believe that Yang I would have such superb archery skills, no one in this world could do this, even if the Condor King himself went out. At this point, the same Russia can only hope that Zhang Baoer will be killed by Li Yide's arrow.