Fifteen or twenty years old

Won the horse on foot and rode it

Shoot the white-fronted tiger in the mountains

Ken counts the yellow beard

- Veteran

On the Xuanwu field, Murong Han and Tai Shiyu each rode a war horse and confronted each other on both sides of the field.

Murong Hanjin was dressed in snow, with a crown of Nanmu cirrus clouds on his head, his wrists wrapped in arrow sleeves and soap boots, his sharp qi penetrating his eyes, and he also held a dragon string bow.

Tai Shiyu's one-collared blue shirt is lightly decorated with cloud patterns, a black leather silver leopard head belt is tied around his waist, and two arrow sleeves and soap boots.

With a golden sound resounding in the air, Murong Han patted the war horse under his crotch and rode around Tai Shiyu, who immediately reversed the horse and shot at Murong and the two of them.

Murong Han took the lead, only to see him bend his bow and arrow, and with a whoosh sound, an arrow shot towards Tai Shiyu. Tai Shiyu leaned over and turned his head, and the arrow flew past his neck. Then he shouted, "You will also take my arrow." "It was an arrow shot at Murong Han.

Murong Han saw that the arrow was very fast, and he leaned down on the saddle, only to hear a sharp arrow, and the arrow grazed his head. The arrows used by both of them were used to compare arrows to arrows, but even wooden blades were enough to hurt people.

The two of you went back and forth and shot at each other for several rounds, after Tai Shiyu dodged an arrow shot at him, he pulled out an arrow from the arrow like lightning and shot an arrow at Murong Han, the corner of his mouth showed a slight smile, and then he still pulled out the arrow like lightning and another arrow - Taishi's family legend flying shooting stunt!

When the first arrow came, Murong Han gave up the arrow with a flat back, but before he could sit up straight, the second arrow had already come, Murong Han hurriedly made another fufu, barely avoiding another arrow, but the third arrow came faster, Murong Han eagerly slipped off the saddle, hooked the stirrup with his right foot, and his body was almost the same, the mount ran in a hurry, dragging him like a paper harrier flying on the ground.

The sound of arrows sounded again, Murong Han in mid-air heard the sound of the arrow, and knew that it was the fourth arrow coming at him again, he twisted his waist, his body just turned halfway, and he had buckled the arrow on the bowstring, and then pulled the string without hesitation to shoot it, and then turned over and hugged the saddle again.

Tai Shiyu, who had just shot the fifth arrow, smiled again, and the arrow had naturally been pulled on the string, but this time he did not continue to use the flying shooting stunt, but aimed at the arrow steadily, and then shot arrow after arrow. The eager wind roared, and the two afterimages collided rapidly at one point, and with a crisp sound, the two arrows shattered in mid-air - Taishi Yushen shot down the flying arrows.

Gong Sheng, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh: "Such a divine skill." ”

Duan Wenyang also sighed: "I can't imagine that there is such a person in the world." ”

Chen An sighed and said, "Bend the bow and shoot arrows, so bold." ”

Liu Yao sighed even more: "It's not unjust to really lose." ”

Sima Lun, who was watching the battle, was already stunned, and Sun Xiu was also speechless, and in silence, Wang Dun said: "I can't imagine that there are such people who can shoot down arrows, it's really unheard of." Lu Yun then said: "Maybe this is the so-called Maxima." Immediately, General Wei Zhang Lin said: "It is precisely because of the prince that there is such a thousand miles." Sima Lun couldn't help laughing: "This Xiangguo is just a matter of quantity." ”

On the Xuanwu field, the two of them shot a few more arrows, and Murong Han plucked the dragon string in his hand and shot an arrow at Tai Shiyu's face, and the arrow flew a hundred steps in an instant, but he saw Tai Shiyu turn slightly sideways and shoot like an afterimage and grabbed the tail of the arrow.

"What a split-light shadow!" Gong Yinglong couldn't help but applaud again.

"Catching flying arrows empty-handed, it's really daring." Duan Ba's heart was agitated when he saw it first, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"I don't blame myself for being bye." Chen Daowei laughed and laughed at himself.

"I didn't expect Yiyuan to have such a stunt!" Liu Yongming was shocked and amazed.

Murong Han secretly shouted: "See how many arrows you can catch" Another arrow was fired. Tai Shiyu heard the sound of arrows, and his left hand turned into an afterimage and fished out the arrows, and the shadows scattered and the arrows stopped, and Tai Shiyu once again snatched the feather arrows shot by Murong Han empty-handed.

"Thank you for the arrows!" Tai Shiyu mocked loudly while once again performing a flying shooting stunt, an arrow as fast as an arrow shooting towards Murong Han. Murong Han was once again forced to stumble left and right, leaning over for a while, lying on his back for a while, holding a saddle for a while, and slipping a horse for a while. Tai Shiyu shot nine arrows in a row and received the flying shooting stunt, and the two of them competed with forty arrows each, which is also the reason why Tai Shiyu took the risk of grabbing the flying arrows empty-handed.

In the fierce battle, Tai Shi Yu drew a bow in vain, and when Murong Han's figure dodged, he suddenly shot an arrow in the direction of his dodge. Murong Han exerted his strength in the waist and abdomen of the horse, twisted sharply and leaned back to avoid the incoming arrows, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the arrows in the air, and the arrows he shot were held firmly by him - he caught the flying arrows with his bare hands.

"Carving insect skills!" Sitting firmly, Murong Han snorted coldly, buckled the snatched arrow on the string, and shot it back with an arrow.

Tai Shiyu flicked the bow lightly, and the arrow fell to the ground, and Murong Han shot three arrows in a row, but he dodged it. Tai Shiyu galloped on his horse, and suddenly leaned over like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, and while reaching out to the ground, he lifted a feather arrow in the ground.

"What a great kung fu!"

"This ability can be used to fight for fame."

"It's a chess opponent!"

"Heroes have been teenagers since ancient times!"

Seeing that the chess game killed by the two was difficult to solve when the opponent was inseparable, the onlookers of Li Min continued to cheer for the two from afar, and the crowd of people in the field let out one shout after another.

Gong Sheng suddenly said to Liu Yao: "I'm afraid this Murong Han has another plan. ”

Liu Yao then asked, "What do you say?" ”

Gong Sheng said: "He is accumulating arrows. ”

At this time, Duan Wenyang, who didn't know the two, also interjected and said, "Then Murong Han is probably planning to strike later. ”

The two of them each had their own skills and shot several rounds on the field, Tai Shiyu leaned over to pick up arrows from time to time, and he always kept no less than ten feather arrows in his quiver, and Murong Han also picked up one or two feather arrows from time to time like Tai Shiyu, but his arrows were full of a bag.

Tai Shiyu galloped on his horse, he bent his bow and arrows but did not shoot them, but he pointed the bow at Murong Han and refused to relax, Murong Han also ran and bent the bow, and the arrows were also not triggered, and both of them were looking for an opportunity to release the arrows.

Murong Han, who was sitting on the saddle bumpy and undulating in the sound of horses' hooves, looked at Tai Shiyu with his eyes, his hand holding the strings was as steady as a rock, and he couldn't help but worry about the other party's flaws in his heart. The two horses circled the field for a full circle, and Murong Han shot the arrow first, and he shouted: "Look at the arrow!" An arrow shot at the horse's head. Tai Shiyu fired an arrow almost at the same time, shooting at Murong Han's left rib.

The arrow is like an eagle chasing the strong wind, the horse is like a tornado wave, the bow is like jade, the string is like blood, and a group of civil and military officials watching the battle on the Daxia Gate are dizzy.

The book made Sun Xiu praise and said: "In the past, the king of Chuzhuang had to raise Youji, so he won the Central Plains to achieve hegemony, and today the new two people under the command of the prince are not under the foundation of Yangyouji, and he will make great achievements one day." ”

General Wei Zhang Lin also said: "With such a talent, I want to ask the prince to let me leave and right the guard." ”

Shang Shu Ling Manfen immediately said with a haha: "It is not a problem for such a talent to be transferred to Shangshu." As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways, and Man Fen also felt that what he said was too ridiculous.

Sima Lun then had to speak: "Cultural relics have different paths, and it is better to live their own lives." ”

Liu Mo, the right Sima of Xiangguo, immediately said: "What the prince said is that it is indeed a joke that the soldiers are listed in the court. ”

Xiangguo Zuo Sima Wang Kan said: "This dynasty has nine grades of talent, and if you don't have enough talent, it is naturally not suitable to enter the court as an official." ”

Xun Song also said: "The nine-product system is the foundation of the country, and it is the official to choose morality, and if you want to enter the court as an official, you should first evaluate it." ”

Not to mention another round of discussions among civil and military officials on the Daxia Gate, Gong Shengzheng, who was watching the battle with his hands on the Xuanwu field, and Liu Yao carefully analyzed the battle situation: "Yiyuan has shot forty arrows before and after, and he has picked up ten arrows, which means that all the arrows in his hands are all picked up. Murong Han shot thirty arrows in front and back, and picked up another five arrows. So—it must be a series of arrows! ”

Fang Luo's voice only heard Murong Han interrupt and shouted: "Come and don't be rude!" Please evaluate my arrows! "Murong Han drew the arrow—three arrows came out at the same time, buckled the string—one arrow was sandwiched between the four fingers, and the arrow—the three arrows burst out of the arrow.

The arrow was shot at no moment, and Tai Shiyu only had time to be slightly annoyed in his heart, "I've been tricked!" He leaned back, performing the stunt of "splitting light and catching shadows" with one hand, and waved his bow with the other hand to block, "whoosh" sounded three times in a row, an arrow was blocked by him with a bow, an arrow was flashed by him, and an arrow was taken by him empty-handed, but this was only the beginning. Murong Han kept in his hands, sending arrows like the wind, and in an instant, three arrows left the string.

Chen An asked Gong Sheng, "How can you determine that he will use a series of arrows?" ”

Gong Sheng said while watching the battle: "Just now he once drew an arrow and touched three arrows, and then only took one, he will not make such a mistake." ”

Duan Wenyang immediately praised: "Brother Tai has good eyesight! ”

Chen An couldn't help but ask: "Your Excellency has not participated in the test shooting?" ”

Gong Sheng raised his eyebrows and replied, "I have a bye." ”

At this time, Murong Han drew arrows for the third time, and it was still three arrows, which were full of strings, the strings were like blood, and the three arrows shot off the strings in a row. At this time, Tai Shiyu had not yet sat down, and saw him holding the bow in his hand in danger, the bow was like a wheel flying, and two arrows were rolled in a row, and the other hand was the treasure knife immortal and once again held the arrow that shot at his heart.

"Look at the arrows!" Murong Han roared again, three arrows buckled the string, shoot!

Arrows, four shots! The three arrows arrived almost in no particular order, one arrow shot at the horse's head, one arrow shot at the horse's tail, and one arrow shot at the horse's man.

Chen An, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but say: "Don't leave a way to live!" ”

Tai Shiyu was half-leaning on the saddle at this time, he twisted his waist and pulled up from the saddle suddenly, then leaned over and bent his left foot to kick hard, and the soap boots kicked the arrow to the horse's tail; Tai Shiyu's left hand still shook a bow to block the incoming arrow, only to see that the incoming arrow was swept away by the bow wheel, and there was no accurate head; Tai Shiyu held the captured arrow in his other hand, and made a move with great ease, Xiao Luo lightly smoked, picked the arrow that shot the horse's head, and hit it in one fell swoop.

Gong Sheng praised: "Beautiful! ”

However, Murong Han's fifth round of arrows was already on the way.

The center of Murong Han, who was aiming at Zhang Gong, flashed the thought that these were the last three arrows, but it was Murong Han who fired four rounds of arrows in a row, and there were only these last three arrows left. If this arrow is not hit, the attack and defense will immediately change momentum, and I am afraid that if it is not successful, it will become a benevolent.

The vermilion bowstring was tightened, and green tendons burst out on the four fingers that held the arrow, Murong Han didn't dare to hesitate, he shouted, "Medium!" ”

In the angry shout, Murong Han let go of the bowstring, and the three arrows flew away like a shock. One shot at the horse's head, two shots at the horse's tail, three shots at the horse's man, or three ways to kill three birds with one stone.

The arrows flew away like meteors, and they refused to leave a moment of respite to Tai Shiyu. Tai Shiyu, who had just broken three arrows in a row on the horse to resolve the crisis, used the old and old forces to go, and the new was not born, and he barely sat still, and he only had time to swing his bow and slash at the arrows that were shot at him, as for the two arrows that were shot at the horse, he was powerless.

"Poof! Burst! "Two muffled sounds, two arrows hit. Tai Shiyu's crotch screamed in pain, neighed in pain, and his hooves were unstable, and he immediately fell to one side - in an instant, Tai Shiyu only had time to abandon the bow, press the horse with both hands, break free of the stirrups, and jump off the horse.

In this battle, Murong Han won again!

On the Great Xia Gate, Sima Lun smiled, if Murong Han lost, his face would inevitably look bad. Tan Lihong, the old slave who was waiting on the side, complimented him in a timely manner: "The prince has a good eye, and without the treasure bow given by the prince, the kid from Liaodong may not be able to win." Sima Lun laughed: "Hahaha, Lidong, you can talk about your heart." Now it's up to the foot battle, and let them begin. The old eunuch Tan Lihong bowed his waist and piled up a flattering smile and said, "The slave has the order." ”