Of course, Wang Baoyu deliberately played the piano like this, in order to eliminate Zhao Yun's hostility and show that he was not talented, and it was best to make him feel that he was a straw bag.

Sure enough, hearing Wang Baoyu's piano sound, Zhao Yun's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"General Zhao Yun, how am I playing?" Wang Baoyu asked.

Guan Ting couldn't help glaring at Wang Baoyu, knowing that he did it on purpose, but Zhao Yun smiled in a good mood: "Baoyu, don't hide it, it's really a harsh sound!" ”

"Ashamed, ashamed!" Wang Baoyu also smirked.

"It's just that your piano skills are still here to tune the piano for General Guan, how can you make it?" Zhao Yun asked with a bit of irony.

Wang Baoyu said cheekily: "I have a specialty in the art industry, my specialty is tuning." ”

Guan Ting also took over the conversation and said something nice to Zhao Yun: "I'm not as proficient in music as the general, so the general laughs." ”

Zhao Yun waved his hand and said with a bit of ambiguity: "It's okay, I can teach Sister Ting in person another day." ”

Shut down and didn't answer, obviously unhappy, Wang Baoyu continued to shush: "General, I heard that you fought in Xinye, and you raised your gun to pick Lu Kuang, you are really a great hero." ”

Zhao Yun was even more proud, waved his hand and said: "This matter is not worth mentioning, when the Japanese can pick it off the horse with one shot, and fight for a while, just to cooperate with the military division to lure the enemy." ”

"The general's marksmanship is amazing, can you let the little brother watch and learn?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"It's okay, and I ask my brother for more advice." Zhao Yun pretended to be polite, got up and walked out, Wang Baoyu and Guan Ting followed closely behind, and went downstairs to the courtyard.

Wang Baoyu was not interested in Zhao Yun's marksmanship, but felt that two men and one woman were twisting in a boudoir, which fooled Zhao Yun.

Guan Ting guessed Wang Baoyu's thoughts, and cast a grateful look slightly, you know, she was more nervous than Wang Baoyu just now, if Zhao Yun saw the clues, once it spread, her reputation would be completely ruined.

Zhao Yun stood still in a clearing, beckoned to call the attendants who came with him, and asked him to take his gentian bright silver spear, and then danced when he opened the posture, picking, plucking, stabbing, sweeping, and the silver spear was in Zhao Yun's hand, churning up and down, whirring and breathing, and the power was amazing.

Wang Baoyu also asked Yahuan to call Fan Jinqiang, hoping that Fan Jinqiang could learn a thing or two from it, the stronger Fan Jinqiang is, the safer he is.

Maybe it was in front of Guan Ting, Zhao Yun performed very carefully, his movements became faster and faster, and finally, he turned into a piece of silver light, and he couldn't see Zhao Yun's shadow at all, and finally, I saw the head of the gun suddenly stabbing out from the silver light, picking up a small tree next to it.

"Good! It's so exciting. Wang Baoyu was very enjoyable to watch, clapped his hands and cheered loudly, Fan Jinqiang's eyes were straight, and he even forgot where he was, picked up a branch and followed the comparison.

"General Zhao's master is Tong Yuan, the king of guns, and he is naturally good at kung fu!" Also as a military general, Guan Ting said jealously.

"Hehe, my master is the Nine Heavens Xuannu." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Lies!" Guan Ting glanced at Wang Baoyu.

"Really, why don't you ask her?" Wang Baoyu said with a hippie smile.

"Let's look at General Zhao's marksmanship." Guan Ting didn't bother to grind her teeth with Wang Baoyu, and watched seriously without blinking her eyes.

In the end, Zhao Yun retracted his moves, held the gun, and asked with a very proud smile: "Baoyu, do you know this set of marksmanship?" ”

Wang Baoyu shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't know, but can I give this set of marksmanship a name?" ”

"Oh? Let's talk about it! Zhao Yun asked with interest.

"I look at this set of marksmanship, like a hundred birds flying together, and the last shot, like a phoenix rushing into the sky, it is just right to call a hundred birds towards the phoenix." Wang Baoyu said without concealment.

Guan Ting pursed her lips and smiled and said, "This name is too elegant, I don't think it may be made." ”

Zhao Yun's expression froze, and he asked in a daze: "I have never used this set of marksmanship, how do you know that this is the stunt of my mentor, this hundred birds and phoenix?" ”

This time it was Guan Ting's turn to be surprised, but she didn't expect Wang Baoyu to look like she didn't learn and didn't know how to shoot.

Cut, what's so strange about this, later generations will know that there is a trick in Zhao Yun's marksmanship called Hundred Birds Chaofeng, Wang Baoyu smiled, "It's just a coincidence." ”

"After I bid farewell to my teacher and went down the mountain, I created my own set of marksmanship, waiting for me to come." Zhao Yun was interested, and once again raised the silver spear with one hand.

"General Zhao, I have a mention?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"Let's talk about it!"

"This is my sworn brother Fan Jinqiang, I wonder if I can let him talk to you?" Wang Baoyu said, as soon as these words came out, Fan Jinqiang was taken aback, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Fan Tong Caomin, how dare you compete with the general?" ”

Zhao Yun had always regarded the big man beside Wang Baoyu as his entourage, but now that he heard that it was Wang Baoyu's sworn brother, he also said a little politely: "Mr. Fan, don't be polite, it's okay to have a discussion." ”

"Don't dare!" Fan Jinqiang gave up again and again.

"Could it be that Mr. Fan disdains to compete with me?" Zhao Yun smiled heartily.

"The general tortures me, but I don't have any weapons?" Fan Jinqiang was still shirking, he didn't dare to use the short knife on his waist, in case he damaged Zhao Yun's weapon, he couldn't afford to pay for it.

"There are all kinds of weapons in the house, I don't know what kind of weapons Brother Fan is good at?" Guan Ting was also interested and couldn't help asking.

Fan Jinqiang knew that this competition could not be postponed, and said vaguely: "But it depends on General Guan's arrangement." ”

"Good! Go and fetch the iron rods. Guan Ting commanded.

After a while, I saw the four maid rings carrying a thick black iron rod over, this iron rod was obviously full of weight, and the four maid rings walked with difficulty, tired and clenched with silver teeth, and drenched in sweat.

Carried to the middle of the courtyard, the four maids were like being amnestied, and they let go of their hands together, only to hear a muffled sound, and the fine iron rod fell to the ground, not moving at all.

The corners of Guan Ting's mouth raised a wicked smile, damn, she was clearly giving Fan Jinqiang a problem, Wang Baoyu was a little unhappy in her heart, but Zhao Yun felt that Guan Ting was naughty and cute, and her eyes were a little more tender.

"Big brother, what's going on?" Wang Baoyu asked in a worried whisper.

"I won't dishonor my brother." Fan Jinqiang was full of confidence, and then he said to everyone, offering ugliness, then frowned slightly, took a deep breath, suddenly stretched out his hand, raised the iron rod with one arm, and played a flower in the air.

Guan Ting's expression couldn't help but be stunned, just now she wanted to tease this big man, this iron rod weighs at least eighty catties, and it is difficult to hold it with both hands, in fact, this is not a weapon, but it is used by the house to top the gate.

It's just that Guan Ting didn't expect that Fan Jinqiang not only ran fast under his feet, but also had amazing arm strength.