"Grigradu, I taught you archery, and you lost the decisive battle with me." Borshu said.

"Teacher, Gezhigradu is no longer there, my name is Meng Yan now, and the teacher can also call me a stone." Meng Yan said calmly.

Master duel, impetuousness is a big taboo.

And he couldn't be more familiar with the tactics of Borshu, and Borshu also knew Meng Yan, but it was only Meng Yan of Gezhigradu.

And he just inherited Meng Yan's archery skills, but people's thoughts changed.

"Your bow is good, the Han people's bow-making skills are much stronger than our Tatars." Borshu's eyes glanced at the three-stone bow in Meng Yan's hand.

"It's far worse than the sky-shaking bow in the teacher's hand!" Meng Yan smiled slightly.

"My bow was also made by you Han Chinese, and then it fell into my hands." Borshu shook his head slightly, as if he was a little sad.

"The teacher's archery skills did not insult it!"

"Okay, so much rambling, it's time for us to start, only one of you and I can survive today." Borshu's eyes instantly sharpened.

It was an eagle's eye.

Drive!

The two of them urged their horses almost at the same time, and they ran towards each other face to face.

At a distance of two hundred meters, a few breaths are there!

Sou!

Draw the bow, full strings, shoot the arrow!

Both of them finished almost at the same time, and the two arrows also left their respective bowstrings at the same time, shooting at each other at a rapid speed!

Bite!

There was a crunch and sparks flew around!

"Oh!"

The two arrows actually collided in the air, and the arrows were against the arrows, making a popping sound.

Because of this master duel, the two sides temporarily truce, but the Tatar cavalry was numerous. formed an overwhelming advantage and encirclement of Guo Xiaochao and others.

The two rapidly running figures staggered each other, swapping positions.

The first arrow was actually tied, half a catty against eight taels.

"It's good that your archery didn't fall!"

"If the teacher doesn't show some real skills, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the students today." Meng Yan turned the horse's head. Smile proudly.

"Very well, just let me see how much you've improved in the past two years?" As soon as the Bolshu general raised his hand, the Sky Shaking Bow in his hand suddenly lay flat.

The other hand suddenly drew an arrow from the quiver, and with lightning speed, he bent his bow and took the arrow.

Sou!

What a fast arrow!

The first arrow is still in the air, and the second arrow is on the bowstring!

Sou! Sou!

Three sharp arrows formed a line and shot at Meng Yan's head, throat and chest.

Although the three arrows were fired in three shots, they came first, and the speed of each of the three arrows was faster than the other.

And wait until the closest to the target. Arrive almost at the same time, leaving you completely unresponsive at the time.

However, for Meng Yan, who was familiar with the Bol technique, it was not difficult to dodge the deadly three arrows.

Just as the first arrow was shot, Meng Yan's body fell directly, and there was a movement to hide the horse's belly!

Three sharp arrows flew almost grazing his arm.

When Meng Yan returned to the saddle again, there was a slight look in the eyes of Borshu on the other side.

Obviously, he was still a little surprised that Meng Yan was able to dodge these three arrows.

Come and don't be rude!

Meng Yan will not be beaten passively. Before he could sit back in the saddle, he had already bent his bow and shot an arrow!

Meng Yan's war horse suddenly neighed. The front hooves were raised, hidden under the horse's belly, and the legs were tightly clamped around the horse's back, and a sharp arrow came out from under the horse's belly, aiming for the Bol's life.

This arrow is so tricky that no one can even think of it.

Both sides of the audience were frightened by Meng Yan's such a tricky and amazing arrow. This arrow is simply unheard of, it is amazing.

"Your archery skills are terrible!" When Hua Qingfang saw this scene, she couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"Hidden arrows in the horse's belly, good, good!" Borshu saw Meng Yan shoot this arrow. Instead of being stunned, they laughed out loud.

This trick is the fame of his Borer technique, many people have learned it, but I am afraid that the only ones who can use it at will are himself and Meng Yan.

Meng Yan's archery talent was the best he had ever seen, and he even wanted to train him to become a generation of arrow gods and inherit his mantle.

But he never expected that he was actually a spy of the Han people.

Second Arrow!

After Meng Yan finished shooting the first arrow, his body flipped over, and when he got on the horseback, he shouted, and pulled out the second arrow from the quiver, shooting it like thunder and lightning!

Arrow after arrow!

Borshu shot him three arrows, and he returned three arrows in one go!

Especially the first arrow, that is the trick of Borshu's fame, and it can be regarded as his student not having a game with him as a teacher in vain.

Of course, Borshu has a way to crack his trick to become famous, and he is also guarding against someone who uses this trick against him.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that this trick would be used in the hands of his most proud student, and it was against him, the teacher.

Slightly stunned, Borshu reached out and gently knocked on the horse's neck!

The war horse under the crotch couldn't help barking, and knelt down on both knees with front hooves!

This arrow is actually not a person, but a war horse, because the arrow is shot diagonally from below, and the head of the war horse is exactly at an angle with the arrow!

This is in line with the convention that in war, shoot people first and shoot horses!

Therefore, in the eyes of others, this arrow is aimed at Borshu himself, but in fact, this arrow is aimed at the war horse he stepped on!

A master of mounted archery, the bow and arrow in his hand is a weapon, and the war horse is his tool to win, is it, in the mountains and jungles, maybe the war horse is useless, but in the open land of the plains, if there is no war horse!

When you meet the same opponent, it's really a life and death.

The first arrow almost grazed Borshu's scalp and shot out, and this thrilling scene scared everyone!

"My lord, this arrow is aimed at the Tatar warhorse!"

However, those who watched the battle could feel free to comment, and Borshu didn't have the heart to think about this, because Meng Yan's second arrow had already arrived.

Meng Yan calculated the strategy of Boershu to dodge this arrow, and after turning on the horse, the first arrow was shot, and the target was still Borshu's war horse.

Borshu was taken aback. The opponent is too familiar with himself, this is his biggest weakness, if he wants to dodge the third arrow, he must give up his warhorse!

This is not his favorite horse anyway, and giving up does not have the slightest psychological burden on him.

Borshu rolled on the spot without hesitation.

Burst!

The sharp arrow pierced the eye of Bours's warhorse. Only half of the shaft of the arrow remained.

Borshu decisively gave up the war horse, which made Meng Yan slightly surprised, but for him who was familiar with his own tricks, how could he not know that there would be killing moves under his opponent?

As soon as Meng Yan raised his hand, the third arrow shot out decisively.

With this arrow, Meng Yan's level is a little worse than the previous two arrows, mainly because the body and energy lost by the first two arrows are huge, and it is normal for the third arrow to be a little worse.

Borshu is a man of reverberation, and he is also a master of archery. Naturally, he has his own set of skills for dodging arrows.

"My lord, this third arrow is a lot worse......" Hua Qingfang wondered for a while, could it be intentional?

But even so, the third arrow is not something that ordinary people can stop.

Sting!

Bor's hand slammed into his hand, and the shaft of the arrow was held in his hand, and the arrow was still trembling.

"Good archery!" Borshu grabbed the third arrow and took it, looking at Meng Yan with cold eyes.

And his war horse, after screaming a dozen times, vomited a lot of blood and died.

"It's all taught by the teachers." Meng Yan sat upright on horseback. He exhaled and panted slightly.

"You're good. I didn't expect you to learn this trick to hide the arrow in the horse's belly? Borshu threw away the arrow in his hand.

"Don't blame the teacher, my identity sometimes has to do this."

"Well hidden, well hidden, I thought my Borshu archery skills would be lost, it's good if you learned it!"

"Borju!" Haramu pulled over a war horse and slapped it on the horse's buttocks. Ran towards Borshu.

Meng Yan didn't stop him, but Borshu didn't go to the war horse and stood quietly on the ground.

"Borshu, what are you doing?" Haramu was furious, and there were no horses. No matter how powerful Bor's archery skills are, they are not necessarily opponents.

"As I said, my duel with Gerrigletu is a fair one-on-one, since my war horse died in the duel, it is dead, and if I am changing a war horse, it is a victory without force." Borshu said coldly.

"Borshu, your brain is in water, this is not a duel, the task given to us by the Great Khan ......"

"Don't mention the Great Khan to me, if you make any more noise, I'll kill you first!" Borshu said angrily.

Haramu suddenly became dumbfounded, and his face turned red.

Obviously, it angered this grandfather of the arrow god, he can really do such a thing, but this guy has a high reputation in the Tatar tribe and is a hero in the hearts of many Tatars.

Therefore, even the Tatar Khan had to give three points if he didn't spend it.

"Gřigletu, I am amazed by your archery talent, I am not at your age, not at your level." Borshu looked at Meng Yandao with deep eyes.

"Teacher, the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, if it weren't for your experience, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Okay, you and I still have six arrows left in the quiver, let's use these six arrows to decide the winner!" Borshu said.

"Good!"

Borshu suddenly ran, like a cheetah on the grassland, so fast that the eyes couldn't keep up!

So fast!

Meng Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression was solemn, the speed of the Bol technique was too fast, and the position was erratic, and it was very lockable.

Sou!

An arrow is coming!

Meng Yan hurriedly turned the horse's head and dodged away!

It's not good, Borshu actually took this opportunity to be Meng Yan's mount after all!

"Lie down!" Suddenly, a roar was heard from the Bolshu Tiger, and Meng Yan's mount hissed miserably and fell to the side.

Meng Yan was inexplicably frightened, jumped up from the horse, grabbed the quiver hanging on the saddle, and tied it to his back.

Sou!

Another arrow, Meng Yan didn't have time to think, turned around and ran back!

ran and chased, and actually staged a chase battle between archers.

was so engaged in Borshu, the previous advantage was gone, and it was completely suppressed by the opponent.

Suddenly, the good mood of Guo Xiaochao and the others suddenly fell to the bottom, and Guo Yue's face turned even pale.

And Haramu and other Tatar cavalry laughed one by one, but Haramu's smile was a little insincere.

The more powerful this Boring technique is, the more incompetent it appears to be, and it is a great blow to his prestige. (To be continued......) R1292