[117] than arrows

In the complicated eyes of everyone, the horse flickered and moved, jumping up and down, trying to lift Cao Bianjiao off his back.

Cao Bianjiao pulled the reins tightly.

If it weren't for his great strength, he would have been thrown out long ago.

Cao Bianjiao was furious and furious, but he could only lie on the horse's back, and cursed while competing with the horse:

"This damn brute!"

The onlookers watched with relish, and the people who were still mocking Jia Chen just now were now watching Cao Bianjiao's liveliness, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

According to the rules, if Cao Bianjiao falls off the horse, it will be judged a failure.

In the midst of everyone's discussion and ridicule, a man and a horse fought in the field.

The onlookers were all confused.

This reversal came so quickly!

No one could have expected that a game that was unilaterally crushed and had no suspense in their imagination would become such a scene.

In a subtle atmosphere, everyone looked at Cao Bianjiao, who was in a thrilling and dangerous situation, and then looked at Jia Chen, who was swimming and walking forward unhurriedly, with strange expressions on their faces.

It's not a dream, is it?

The sweaty BMW was steadily suppressed by a bad horse.

It's incredible!

It's scary to think about!

Some onlookers rubbed their eyes, unable to believe the strange scene in front of them.

At this moment, Jia Chen suddenly turned around on horseback and rode upside down on the horse.

In Cao Bianjiao's stunned gaze, Jia Chen watched Cao Bianjiao fight with the horse under him with a smile on his face, and shouted with a smile:

"Little dark horse, don't just go around in circles! You jump! Jump! ”

Seeing that Cao Bianjiao's face turned blue with anger, Jia Chen continued to laugh and said:

"Come on! Little dark horse come on and jump! If you can throw him down, I'll give you the green flower as a wife. ”

Cao Bianjiao's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Well done! That's right, just jump! Kill him! Pretty! ”

As soon as these words came out, a burst of laughter erupted in the crowd of onlookers.

Cao Bianjiao was almost so angry that he vomited blood, he just wanted to open his mouth to scold Jia Chen, but the horse under his crotch suddenly turned him, making him almost bite off his tongue.

Zhang Yang almost exploded in anger, and roared:

"Jia Chen! If I don't kill you, I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart! ”

Everyone looked at Zhang Yang as if they were watching a clown jumping off the beam.

Jia Chen smiled disdainfully.

When Cao Bianjiao finally calmed down the horse under his crotch, and when he looked up again, he found that Jia Chen's inferior horse was taking small steps, crossing the finish line like a leisurely stroll.

There was a round of applause and cheers.

Although the competition was not fierce, Jia Chen's resourcefulness won people's respect and admiration.

Cao Bianjiao was like being struck by lightning and was stunned in place.

At this moment, the people around him, including Lu Xiangsheng, all looked at Jia Chen with shocked faces.

This is truly an unprecedented horse race.

In a jaw-dropping fashion, Jia Chen won what was arguably the slowest horse race in history.

It is enough to be compared with Tian Ji horse racing, which can go down in history and become a beautiful conversation.

There was silence, and everyone's faces were filled with indescribable strangeness and amazement.

They looked at Jia Chen, their eyes full of amazement.

No matter what happened in the process, the result was still Jia Chen's victory.

Cao Bianjiao seems to be invincible, but the art of war is "arrogant soldiers will be defeated".

The onlookers all thought of this art of war, and the defeat of Cao Bianjiao was not as strange as it was at the beginning.

Lu Xiangsheng laughed:

"I know that Master Jia is both civil and military, and he must have a plan, I said why he chose this inferior horse, it turns out that there is such a way here, Lord Jia's talent is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and he has the ability to be out of the ordinary."

At this time, Lu Xiangsheng's face turned from cloudy to sunny, and the corners of his mouth also hung a faint smile, although the process was a little bizarre, but the result was good, his mood was really good at this time, looking at Jia Chen only felt extremely pleasing to the eye.

Cao Bianjiao and Zhang Yang's faces showed resentful and aggrieved expressions.

It was a nightmare for both of them.

Shame on you!

What a shame!

It's a bit bizarre.

The sweaty BMW could have crushed the inferior horses, but they didn't expect to give them such a great humiliation.

Zhang Yangnai is the prince's brother-in-law, arrogant, no one in his eyes, when did he suffer such a big grievance?

Cao Bianjiao is young and vigorous, and he is the nephew of the famous general Cao Wenzhao, and he is also very unconvinced.

In a fit of rage, Cao Bianjiao turned over and dismounted, roared, and stabbed the BMW in the neck with a knife, and shouted: "Die!" ”

With a wail, the sweaty BMW fell to the ground, struggling for a while and then falling silent.

Cao Bianjiao shouted violently:

"Jia Chen! You can't win! How could you win if it weren't for this damn brute? I'm not convinced! ”

Jia Chen smiled slightly, this subordinate defeat was just incompetent rage.

"If the two armies are fighting, and you die because of the loss of control of your horse, can the king of Hades accept you or not?" Jia Chen asked lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Cao Bianjiao's face turned red instantly, and he was speechless, so he could only shout:

"I admit defeat in horse racing, but I am proficient in archery, do you dare to compete with me in archery?"

Jia Chen smiled slightly, and said:

"Absolutely!"

In the past half month, in addition to searching for Jia's mother's private money in Jinling, Jia Chen has also been busy and practiced archery.

He never forgets, has a very high level of understanding, and will soon be able to hit every shot.

Now Cao Bianjiao wants to test his archery skills with him, and Jia Chen naturally doesn't scare him.

At this time, Lu Xiang raised his voice and shouted:

"Horse racing, Jia Chensheng! In the second round, test shooting! ”

The commotion here attracted more onlookers.

Cao Bianjiao and Jia Chen came to the field on the side, where an arrow target had been set up, and the distance between the arrow target and the shooting point was about 100 steps.

Cao Bianjiao's archery is well-known in Luoyang City, and most people think that Jia Chen has lost.

Under the gaze of everyone, Cao Bianjiao roared: "Bring the bow!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a soldier sent a strong bow with a black and purple body.

"Good bow!"

The person who knew the goods next to him sighed.

The soldier next to him handed another pot of arrows.

With the bow and arrow in hand, Cao Bianjiao's momentum immediately climbed, giving people a huge coercion.

Someone exclaimed: "The bow in Cao Bianjiao's hand is made of rosewood, which is extremely hard, and this bow is afraid that it has the power of three stones." Jia Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, it seems that this Cao Bianjiao does have some strength.

One stone is converted into the weight of the Hereafter, which is about sixty kilograms.

The three-stone bow is one hundred and eighty kilograms.

During the Three Kingdoms period, Huang Zhong's bow was three stones.

It can be seen that Cao Bianjiao is indeed very strong, and his single-wheel arm strength is comparable to Huang Zhong.

When they heard that this bow had three stones, the people around them all showed inexplicable expressions.

Lu Xiangsheng also secretly sweated for Jia Chen.

This Cao Changjiao archery technique is so powerful?

Doesn't Jia Chen have no chance of winning?

Everyone also felt that Jia Chen was going to lose.